They were all complicated and diverse women of course. It would take me a long time to plumb the depths of them, but their root personalities had been easy enough to nail down. Part of that of course was the goddess’s blessing. I had my powers as the son of Zeus, I was Electro-kinetic, and when I had electricity streaming through and around my body it gave me great strength and speed. But I also had the blessing from Aphrodite as her champion, which enabled me to read people as far as love and pleasure in regard to compatibility. It would also draw women to me. The more compatible that they were to me the harder the draw. On the flip side, there’d also be some few that the blessing repelled, the ones that were deeply incompatible to me.

  I couldn’t quite read the full spectrum of personality, but close enough to get a very good idea of a person as we met.

  Caroline came out of the kitchen, and smiled at Ginny, “Isn’t that your kitchen?”

  Ginny laughed, “Not anymore. You don’t want me cooking anyway. Janice is the artist in the kitchen, so she can have it. I’ll stick to cleaning up after and food shopping.”

  I added, “Fortunately, she also loves to cook for us all.”

  It was all a part of that hearth and home thing she had going on, no doubt inherited from her mother, the goddess of hearth and home.

  Caroline sat on Ginny’s other side, and looked fondly over to Bree, who was snuggled against my two mates. There’d be no cross love going on, but it was obvious the three got along and had known each other well when controlled by and working for Hazel.

  We were all a bit mind numbed from the night, but the conversation was comfortable enough if a bit sparse as we were all stuck in our own heads. It was maybe twenty minutes later when Janice called us all into the kitchen.

  There was at least two full pounds of spaghetti, sixteen breaded pork chops meant two each, and just enough Texas toast for everyone to have one slice. After thanking Janice, we were all silent as we dug in with a will. Using power, and of course the intense healing, had taken a lot out of me. But devouring two platefuls of spaghetti, two pork chops, and the toast quickly energized me. Food was fuel, and that was even more true for a demigod or monster.

  The table was a little stuffed with eight of us, but we all fit, barely.

  I wasn’t the only one that needed that, and we all leaned back both recharged and a little sleepy, but not shocked or brain fried anymore as I looked over the bare scraps of food left after we’d all polished it off. Point being, I was thinking a lot more clearly.

  Caroline asked, “Plans?”

  Ginny said, “We should pick up clothes tomorrow for everyone, after we wake up late. Tomorrow afternoon or night we hit them back.”

  Janice shook her head, “You can pick out my and Levi’s things. You know what I like. The six of you go shopping. We need to go on the offensive, but I don’t want to skimp on Levi’s training. The two of us will stay back and get that going,” she turned to Ginny, “Your workout room isn’t that big, but it should suffice for basic physical combat training, at least learning the basic movements and sparring.

  Ginny replied, “I can do that.”

  More than that, Ginny was clearly happy with the idea of dressing her mates. My last replacement wardrobe which lasted only a week was picked out by her as well. It was a bit fancier than I used to wear, but I supposed as the champion of the goddess of beauty I had standards to meet with my appearance. I’d get used to it.

  I’d do absolutely anything for my Aphrodite, so quibbling over my wardrobe wasn’t even on my radar. Plus, Ginny was a daughter of beauty, so I couldn’t really go wrong by heeding her judgement in the matter.

  Caroline said, “I agree, we’ll need clothes for everyone, and to stock the kitchen better. How do we attack them back, and put a cost on our enemy’s unreasonable hunt for Levi, without going too far?”

  Janice said, “We’re all full, and tired, not to mention angry. Let’s get four or five hours of sleep, and discuss that over breakfast around nine? I’m still furious over my home being destroyed as well. No, that’s an understatement, I don’t want to make any decisions or plans without a cool head. Right now, I want to tear it all down.”

  I nodded, “Sounds reasonable to me. We’ll sleep on it first and get a fresh perspective in the morning. We’re all alive, and we have time before we have to move tomorrow night.”

  Caroline replied, “Fine with me.”

  We quickly cleaned up and headed to bed. I wound up in the guest room between my hot voluptuous twins, there wouldn’t have been enough room on the bed if they weren’t both on their sides and half lying on me. Nicole, Janice, and Ginny had far more room on the king-sized mattress. Not that I was complaining, it was comforting to sleep snuggled on both sides by my monsters, as I joined my goddess in my dreams… or hers. I actually wasn’t sure which or how that worked, I just knew my nights were hers, where as her champion I could worship and adore her with my thoughts and body.

  Chapter Two

  The landscape was fantastical under a bright starry sky. There were legends that flowers sprouted from the ground wherever the goddess of love walked, and perhaps that was either literal or anecdotal, but our private field where we met was covered in wild-flowers of all kinds, with a four poster sheer silk curtained bed in the center.

  Whatever this place was, every night with her felt like an eternity of pleasure and worship between us. Hours passed in the real world, as days of pleasure passed here.

  The goddess was lying in bed in a sheer black negligee that hid absolutely nothing, but it accented her sex appeal. Her face was classically beautiful in a perfect way. She had lips full, but not too plump, and her nose was petite, but not too petite, while her eyes were a stunning blue with white flecks that looked like the starry sky at false dawn. She had long silky and curly golden blonde hair that caressed her perfect body seductively. Her smile was perfect, bright white, and both inviting and partly doting, and she had adorable dimples which just brightened her shocking beauty.

  Aphrodite had the perfect measurements on the lushly inviting side, with thirty-six C breasts that were impossibly proud and pert, and perfectly rounded. Her waist was the perfect twenty-four inches and formed the center of a perfect hourglass as her body curved back out to rounded hips and a lusciously rounded ass at thirty-six inches.

  She was physical perfection and beauty beyond anything I’d ever seen before, speaking to something deep and programmed in my male instincts. But all that was just the pale shadow of the full truth. Her presence magnified that ripely alluring beauty, almost twisting reality around her. Beauty beyond reason, a promise of untold and endless pleasures, and a body that was ripe, forever nubile, and also spoke of fertility.

  She was after all, the goddess of love, pleasure, beauty, and fertility.

  To say she was enthrallingly mesmerizing and hypnotically spellbinding didn’t even come close to the truth of her. She was a goddess, immortal, forever, and mine. Mine to worship and love both with my thoughts and my body. What other way would I worship a goddess of pleasure, than to bring her pleasure as she brought it to me?

  She was as she told me that first night, extremely generous with her loyal followers.

  There was nothing more thrilling for me than when my goddess trembled on my tongue in ecstasy, or when she came undone around my cock and filled me with blinding ecstasy of my own.

  She smiled wider, “My champion,” she said softly. She’d been calling me that lately instead of my name, and it really worked for me. That’d been the third time she’d said it. The way her voice caressed the words, with both giving love and possessive lust. I knew I was just one of many, but at the same time she made me feel special, like our connection was more. Probably an illusion, but it was still a heady rush to be adored and pleasured by the goddess of love with generous warmth and regard.

  She continued, “Are you going to stare adoringly all night? I believe you owe me an apology for getting wounded against my orders to stay safe.”

  It was both true and a little tongue in cheek, playful in a seductive way. The form of that apology was of course me on my knees, with my head between her legs pleasuring her sex and perfect tight ass with my eager tongue. I was already as hard as a rock, and I moved forward.

  Point being, licking out her pussy and ass was hardly a punishment. But then, she had said apology not punishment, and I could hardly wait to get started. I was already naked, I always was in this place, it was only the goddess that ever wore anything, and usually sexy lingerie.

  “I’ve been looking forward to that all night, my goddess.”

  The last part of her incredible allure hit me then, the scent of her was just as potent an aphrodisiac as her incomparable beauty and the reality twisting presence. Her arousal was mouthwatering, and it mixed delightfully with her natural feminine scent. I could practically taste her sweet skin and the delights of her liquid arousal. In a moment, I would taste it.

  I worshipped her with my mouth, there was no rush, and if she let me then I’d joyfully do it all night long and gladly. I kissed her feet playfully, and slowly caressed lightly with my fingertips in circles that slowly led my lips up the impossibly soft and supple silky skin of her legs. My thoughts were adoring, worshipful, and a mix of lust and love and a deep desire to bring my goddess pleasure.

  There was a certain thrill in knowing she could hear those thoughts, any of my thoughts related to her mantel of love, pleasure, beauty, and fertility.

  Her sweet sighs at my touch, and the teasing of my lips as I moved slowly to the apex of her legs was a thrill as well. My goddess was always ready of course, her sex glistened and flowered open ripely, but that didn’t mean she didn’t appreciate the slow approach and the decadently teasing pleasures of foreplay, and her sweet sighs of longing and wanton pleasure went straight to my libido.

  Just how responsive her body was to me, was a thrill.

  Her labia were perfect, pink and flowered open, full and perfectly symmetrical on a sexy as hell petite mound. She let out a gasping sigh and her body arched slightly as I licked along those lovely folds for the first time that night, and a deep moan of my own escaped as I tasted her divine liquid arousal.

  I honestly couldn’t tell you how long I teased and pleased the goddess with my tongue, from clit to her puckered little star, which I delighted in rimming and even digging inside. Our nights were an eternity of pleasure. I can tell you my face was beyond soaked with her multiple orgasms, as was my chin, neck, and upper chest. She came for me often, and I lost count somewhere after thirty, and decided I didn’t care, all that mattered was making my goddess tremble and quiver on the tip of my tongue.

  Just one more time.

  Then the next, then the next. Normally I’d have used my hands too, fingered both her holes and played with her G-spot while I tongued her clit each time she hovered at the edge, but this apology was oral only, and I worked her with nothing but my lips, tongue, and teasing suction. My hands were happy enough with my arms wrapped around her thighs, and I held her quivering and writhing body still by gripping her ass cheeks tightly.

  Her voice was shaky and throaty, as she said, “Apology accepted, you’re delicious, my champion. Come give me your pleasure, our time is short.”

  I’d been on the edge all night, for what felt like days, pleasuring my goddess, and when I crawled up her body, she claimed my lips, wrapped her legs tightly around me, and then looked lovingly into my eyes. It’d been a different kind of night, usually it was more shared pleasure and I lost track of my own orgasms as well, but I didn’t begrudge her in the least. On the contrary, I was joyful in it.

  She took my eight-inch fat cock in one slow and sensual rock of her hips, as her loving eyes begged me for my pleasure, for the offering of my completion in her body. Just the pleasure of her body would’ve made me cum in the heaven of her sex after being on the edge for so long, but that look on her face catapulted me over that edge as soon as she took me in to the root.

  “My goddess!” I grunted, as she squeezed around me with her snug heaven and milked my cum from me with little grinds to raise and extend my pleasure, while her long toned legs were holding me deep inside of her like a vice. I came just that fast, and she let out a throaty and satisfied moan of pleasure as I filled her.

  She bit her lip, but couldn’t quite stop the corner of her lips from quirking in a smile, “I trust you’ll be more careful in the future?”

  I grinned, “I’ll do my best for you, always.”

  She softened even further, and we shared a sweet kiss. There could be no question about it. We both were in love with each other, but it would be impossible to forget she was the goddess, and she was in charge.

  The next morning, I felt quite alert and relaxed as well. My sexy as hell twins had double teamed me for our morning quickie, one riding my face and the other wildly bouncing on my cock, it’d been very satisfying. They’d switched back and forth a few times, both cumming on my face and around my cock, before I’d filled Aurora’s tight and convulsing sheath. Then we’d all stuffed ourselves in the hall bathroom tub and under the shower. It was quite an experience being washed up and down by twins, which I quite often got mashed between. Their soapy double D breasts pushed into my back and stomach while they stole kisses from my mouth and the back of my neck.

  They were wild. Both of them, and I could only tell them apart because Dawn was consistently exuberant and mischievous, while aurora seemed to warble between that, sweet, and submissive.

  It was a hell of a way to wake up, and they both got on their knees in the shower to take care of the swelling problem our intimate shower caused. I know, totally shallow, but it was hot as hell having sumptuously nubile twins blowing me at the same time, and I think I lasted somewhere around a minute before I was finishing in Dawn’s warm and hot mouth.

  We weren’t quite the last ones down to breakfast, and we clearly heard Caroline and Bree getting it on as we walked past their room and down the stairs. Ginny, Nicole, and Janice were already working on breakfast, the former merely setting the table, and the three of us moved to help.

  “Good morning.”

  They all parroted it back with a smile.

  We’d slept a little later than planned, it was almost ten, but we’d needed it. After getting the table set, Janice told all the rest of us to sit down while she cooked with Nicole.

  Caroline and Dawn came in with wet hair, as Nicole finished up, and we all dug in. The first sip of coffee was heaven, and the bacon, croissants, eggs, and fruit were delicious. We were about half done polishing it off when the planning began.

  I said, “After shopping, tonight we could go after the mansion, or one of their business interests, maybe stuff in other cities. I mean, let’s discuss what we know about their resources, and decide on what targets are viable for our purposes and what’s a step too far. Then we can make specific plans based on that.”

  Ginny said, “I have an idea about a few of their interests in the city, but nothing comprehensive that way. I think the mansion is a given, and a reasonable counterattack without escalation. If we hit the mansion, kill any new Empusa and maybe even Lillian or Hazel. The monsters will be locked up, so they should be alone outside of any new demonesses that might’ve been summoned. Then we can search through the mansion before we torch it. We should be able to find something in their office or safe to clue us in on their local investments, business, and influences so we can plan out another step.”

  Janice nodded, “I agree, I’m not sure exactly what they’ve been up to either, outside of hunting our mate and trying to make all our lives miserable. We can also strip any liquid assets from the mansion before we turn it into a pyre. I have money of my own, but they owe me a new house and Dojo. Plus, the least they could do after trying to kill our Levi is give him some seed money for whatever business he decides to get into.”

  I chuckled, “I won’t argue.”

  Caroline summarized, “So, we go for the mansion, kill anything that moves, find their records to determine what other targets there are in the city, steal their liquid cash, and burn it to the ground. Then we can go over the records and see what else we might do. I’m not sure losing the mansion will be enough to back off our enemy, especially if we don’t take out her agents in the process.”

  Nicole asked, “What about the stable?”

  Janice replied, “We leave it be. They won’t be a threat locked up and they aren’t our enemies. At least, not directly.”

  “Equal split on the cash?” I suggested.

  Caroline shook her head, “I don’t need it. Your family can keep it, and the enemy owes you and Janice. Any seed money for your business and building a new home in the boonies will benefit your entire family.”

  Ginny grinned, “She’s right. I’m rich and so far they haven’t blown any of my stuff up. As long as we take care of them and provide for their needs and wants, the monsters don’t need money either. Especially since it would undermine your authority if they were self-sufficient in that way. Point being, you and Janice need to keep it all.”

  I nodded reluctantly. I supposed it was fair to a certain extent. Ginny had been footing the bill on all these new wardrobes, and was about to again, but I was wise enough not to bring up that fight just for my pride. I would provide for my family eventually, but I needed to be trained before I could figure that day to day living stuff out. Defending my family was more important and the priority. Until then, her and Janice had the money covered, and seed money for some future business idea would surely help. Courtesy of our enemy.

  “What about police and fire? That’s two houses blown up and I’ve pretty much disappeared from my life, though I did give notice last week I was quitting.”

  Caroline said, “That won’t be a problem. Their mansion will be magically warded much like Janice’s property was. No humans will notice the place burning down and call the authorities. Your house rental is a different story.”