“I suspect you’ll figure that out when you figure out what your passions are, besides me that is.”

  That was almost no help, but it was also probably the simple truth. How could I pick a god, if I didn’t know what I was passionate about? As Hali said, outside of loving and taking care of her, as she took care of me.

  She smiled as I pulled her against me, and then onto my lap as I sat down on the couch. We’d almost never touched for those five years of training, outside of martial arts which had been painful touches. We were making up for lost time I think, and we were both kind of cuddle-sluts when it came to each other. I almost always had her against me, in my lap, or even just holding hands, and she soaked it up with loving delight.

  She said warmly, “Maybe you need to stop planning and just live it for a while. Get out there and make those allies and friends, and then see what that stirs in your heart.”

  I said softly, “That’s my Hali, beautiful and wise,” she beamed a bright smile at me. My Hali didn’t blush at compliments, but she liked them. I continued, “We’ll head up there tomorrow morning. Let’s hope the locals are friendly. We need to make this place homier too. It looks blander than a rental cabin.”

  Home decoration wasn’t exactly a manly pursuit in human society, but it was important to me. I wanted to build a warm space. Hali wasn’t just my monster servant, or some sex slave despite how naughty she was at times. She was the love of my life, my family, and we were building one together. A home that reflected that seemed important to me.

  I also knew it was likely I’d have other mates at some point as I gained allies and joined the world. Hali was enough for me, but we couldn’t have children I didn’t think. She was a monster, and I was a demigod. After living in that world for five years, it wasn’t really a thing for me either. That kind of polyamory lifestyle and securing allies was common for children of the most powerful gods. I knew Hali wouldn’t mind and that it would be especially appealing to the monster side of her. The more mates I had the stronger our family would be. I wasn’t in a hurry, but it was what it was.

  Point being, that was even more reason to build a warm home where we could all relax and feel comfortable in. Where we could put the craziness of the world behind us for a little while before going back out to face it.

  For the rest of the afternoon we shopped online for stuff to that end. We got a lot of work done that way. First, I ordered two weapons racks and a bunch of swords. The former for both the living room on the fireplace mantle and in the bedroom. Some of the swords would go on those racks, while the others would be stashed in the kitchen pantry, bathrooms, and the home office.

  All in an effort for relaxed vigilance. Our world was a violent place, it paid to be ready for an attack, but an artistic sword stand would become background decoration in a short amount of time. It also meant being able to relax, and not having to carry a weapon around with me when at home to practice vigilance. Any room I was in would have one.

  Secondly, I picked up some paintings of the ocean, storms, light houses, even some figurines and knickknacks of mermaids, shells, and so forth. Lastly, I also enlisted my Hali to help me pick out the softer stuff, quilts, throw pillows, warm draperies, and those kinds of things. Between the two, it’d give our house character, and warmth.

  It was a good start.

  The whole time of course our sexual tension and desire ramped up. I’d made it a habit the last three weeks to leave my empathy going when we were alone. Just Hali’s breathtaking smile and appearance was enough to get me going at the drop of a hat. Hell, her musically warm seductive voice was enough, or her gloriously expressive piercing green eyes. But her devotion, love, vulnerability, simple joy in me, and the deep desires and eager warmth toward me always blew my mind. Even when she was being serious, helping me pick out things, I could feel her desire and warmth ramping up as her body leaned against mine and we built our home together. She was… enthralling, spellbinding, and so lovely.

  More than that, it was almost like a feedback loop, because her enhanced scenting abilities and her awareness of me with her monster senses meant she’d get more turned on from feeling my desire heat from what I felt from her. And that wild need grew inside of her to pleasure me, to be close to me, and as a result that would ramp up my desires even further. It was as I said, like a feedback loop.

  It was also a delicious game as well, as we both got a little breathless toward the end, and we both resisted our needs until we were at a fever pitch. I couldn’t get enough of my magnificent Hali, and she sure as hell couldn’t get enough of me.

  My cock was already painfully hard, and my heart pounded for her in my chest, as I finally closed the laptop and turned toward her. It wasn’t just her beauty. She looked completely mesmerized. Totally and irrevocably in love with me, with devotion and sweet regard, as well as a healthy dose of naughty need that absolutely stole my breath and electrified my senses.

  I reached up slowly and caressed her face lovingly, and I imagined she could scent my deep need of her, my awe in her, and just how lost I was in the drowning love I felt rising in my chest. The need to cherish her, protect her, and very much to possesses her. She was mine. Mine to give pleasure to, and to lose herself in. Even as I lost myself in her beauty, sweet sensuality, wicked naughtiness, and the deep pleasures of her sumptuously delightful body.

  She let out a sweet little moan of desire slightly tinged by pleasure, as I leaned in and brushed my lips against her silky ones. Nothing like the first time, she was all sweet submission and wild wanton need to be the vessel of my pleasure, much like I felt the need to be hers. To possess her, pleasure her, and remind her why she was mine, and just how much I loved her and needed her.

  She melted against me and her hand moved to and caressed my chest, as I played with the back of her neck and gorgeous dark reddish-brown hair with my fingertips. Her lips were so soft and yielding against mine, seductively sweet as she let out a breathless whimper of need, which drew a moan of longing from my own lips.

  She moaned softly as my hand pushed the straps of her sundress off her shoulders, and then peeled the front of the dress off her breasts. Her bountiful rounded and pert D cups bounced out, and her sweet pink nipples were already strained and tight as I bent my head down and suckled one into my mouth. She moaned breathily as I teasingly nibbled and bit down and pulled back to stretch her skin. She liked it a little rough despite her sensitivity. Monsters seemed to like a little more pain with their pleasure than the average woman, though not without the pleasure. Rough tit play, and a spanking was the extent of her pain kink, not all that different than some small percentage human women that way.

  I moaned in enjoyment, and then gasped at the feel of her silky lips wrapping around and sucking the fingers I offered to her mouth. Her tongue licked and circled them, and her sexy moans at sucking my fingers made my cock twitch hard. I pulled them away to a soft moan of loss, which quickly became a gasp of pleasure as I bit down on her nipple, while simultaneously pinching her other nipple between wet fingers, and rolling my fingertips firmly as I pulled on that nipple.

  She said breathily, “That feels so good, master. I love how firm and sweet you are with my breasts. I love you, master,” she murmured dreamily as she let out the sexiest moan any man has ever heard. Fuck me, her sweet voice in the throes of passion and when lost in the pleasure of my touch scrambled my senses.

  I pulled back for just a moment and lifted my arms as I felt her tug on my shirt, and it went over my head, and then I felt her working my pants open as I suckled her breast back into my mouth. My right-hand kneading and squeezing the same breast on the side and bottom, while my left hand continued to roll, pull, pinch, and otherwise lightly abuse her other breast to her delight. I loved her perfectly rounded D cups.

  I let out a gasp of my own, as I felt her warm silky fingertips wrap partially around my thick and long cock, and softly slide along my sensitive skin. I hissed with pleasure, as her palm eased over the top and most sensitive part of my cock, only for her hand to reverse and continue the stroke down the other side. Spreading the precum and making her hand slip even more delightful up and down my cock. Then she went over again making my whole body jump from the electrified pleasure of her warm and sliding hand as she collected more precum from my sensitive tip and rubbed it in the other side.

  She gasped softly, as I slid off the couch and my cock left her reach.

  “Master,” she begged softly for my cock back, but I just grinned up at her cheekily as I slid the skirt of the sundress up her legs, and pulled her over, depositing her legs on top of my shoulders. Her sex was glistening, so supple and beautiful, perfect really. She never wore panties or bras, so it wasn’t a surprise that she was completely bared to my gaze, and my mouth watered as my cock twitched.

  She ran her hands through my hair as she let out a panting sigh of surrender, and she looked breathless and full of awe as she looked down into my eyes, while I looked up at her with some wicked and loving devotion of my own. She looked completely enthralled as I didn’t break that intense eye contact as I leaned forward and gently licked along her liquid arousal covered silken folds. So hot against my tongue, so soft and smooth, so tasty, and I moaned deeply in approval of her taste and the way she gasped in pleasure, looking so wide eyed and beautiful as those green eyes stared down into mine.

  “Mm, I love how you feel on my tongue, Hali,” and then I got back to work.

  She sighed in pleasure, and her hands tightened in my hair as her legs parted wider for me. “Master,” she moaned in pleasure, her legs continuing to part until she was fully splayed open for me. Her legs in a full split resting on the couch to either side of her, right on the edge of the cushions just like her delightfully juicy bubbled ass.

  Limber just didn’t even come close to covering the reality of my Hali’s supple flexibility.

  Her eyes hooded with pleasure, as she started to pant as I licked her non-stop in a deliberate pace, as my tongue dug into her sex, and licked her from taint to clit over and over again. She started to squirm and pant, and I wrapped my arms around the top of her legs and under her, gripping her ass tightly and kneading it as well so she couldn’t move.

  My heart felt like it might burst, from the love, possessiveness, devotion, and deep burning lust her body engendered, as she gasped, panted, sighed, moaned, and shivered in shocks of bliss as I pleasure her with my tongue. I’d dare to say I belonged to her in every way she belonged to me, and I would dare to say licking her out was as transcendently blissful for me as sucking me off was for her. I was completely lost in the sounds of her sexy needy sighs, and the way her body tried to squirm out of my grip as she bucked, arched her back, and ground her sex with needy desperation into my tongue, lips, and nose.

  That’s when I raised the stakes, and I slid a couple of fingers into her silken heated passage, and then curled them and ran them along her walls. I sucked in her clit, and I reached up to twist and roll a nipple punishingly hard, all while my fingertips teased across her G-spot and swirled her clit with my tongue.

  “Master!” she keened in bliss and exploded all over my face with her liquid ecstasy.

  I moaned deeply in approval, and my heart pounded rhythmically and strong in my chest as I greedily licked, sucked, and swallowed up the bounty of her powerful completion.

  “Delicious,” I moaned softly into her sex, as I teasingly sucked on her folds, and worked her through her orgasm with urgently sliding fingers and gentle squeezes on her breast.

  She looked down at me with awe, as I kissed my way up her body, paying only brief homage at her other breast, before I once more reclaimed her lips. Her breathy moan of excitement at the taste of herself on my lips made my cock twitch.

  I sat next to her on the couch not breaking that kiss.

  “Knees, my naughty vixen.”

  She was on her knees before vixen had fully left my mouth, and her hot and talented mouth was already wrapped around me as she sucked, moaned wildly, and worked me we wanton desperation for my seed. Her eyes were wide, and maybe even a bit crazy with the devotedly burning lust and naughtily faithful love. Her mouth was pure heavenly pleasure.

  Ordering her to her knees hadn’t been at all about reciprocation, it’d been necessity. Her powerful orgasm and my delight at eating her out had me right on the edge of orgasm myself. To give her sex the pleasurable pounding it would need I’d need a reset my libido and to go for it on round two when my stamina was back.

  Point being, less than twenty second later I roared, “Hali!” and potent orgasmic waves rocked through my body, drowning my body and mind in pleasure.

  Her deep moan of approval as she rhythmically sucked, swallowed, and milked me with her hot mouth and sweet tongue, drove me crazy. She also jacked my base in perfect synchronicity, even as my own blast of seed into the back of her throat made her tremble and moan in ecstasy against my body. The look in her eyes was one of pure blissful satisfaction and satiation, as she suckled and milked my cock for its sperm.

  She blew my mind.

  I caressed her face lovingly as I started to come down, filled with loving awe and warm affection for my sweet Hali, as all the lust, need, and tension had been drained out of me along with my thick creamy seed.

  She moaned softly, and popped off, “I love you too, master,” she said in shy awe as she looked up at me.

  “Come up here, baby.”

  She smiled, and crawled into my lap, “Baby?”

  I nodded, and kissed her softly, “You will always be my naughty vixen, but I had no idea how sinfully sweet and lovingly devoted you’d be. Do you mind?”

  She grinned, “No, I like it. It makes me feel loved and cherished.”

  “You awe me, love. And you are loved and cherished.”

  She giggled, “It’s mutual, master. The awe I mean. When you did what you did. The scents coming off of you were shocking and warm, and so very loving and doting, adoring even. I feel blessed, master. You’re as loving and sweet as you are deliciously possessive and strong.”

  “I know a lot about you, learned over the last five years, and especially the last three weeks. You serve me, protect me, love me, and you are my mate, as I am yours. But you never ask for anything.”

  She bit her lip, “That’s not exactly true, I’ve begged to suck your dick often.”

  I laughed, and gave her a swat, but she just gasped and then sighed in dirty pleasure.

  “You know what I mean, besides our relationship, and what we mean to each other. What we do for each other, and how much we love each other. What else do you need, my love.”

  She blushed, “You gave me everything I’ve ever wanted master, when you risked your life to claim me. I’ve been waiting and longing for a mate like you my whole life, one that could tame me and keep me tamed. Guide my passions, without crushing me in the process. I am your joyful mate, always, your sparring partner, your lover, your fuck toy, your cook and maid, and I’ll always be by your side.”

  That was hard for me to imagine, as perfect as she was my human nature would always require more, a balance outside of family, but she was a monster and not exactly human, and I didn’t have to understand it to believe it.

  “Nothing?”

  She smiled, “You could give me more orders. Not just sexually, though you could do that more too. I’m sure you noticed how eager I was and how much I lost it when you ordered me to my knees? If feeds a need in me, master. Tell me what to wear, when to clean, when to fuck and suck, and when to cook.”

  I bit my lip.

  She giggled, “I know, I’m shocking you right now, because I was always so stubborn as your teacher. I still will be that stern instructor when we’re sparring, or when I’m teaching you a new spell, because that’s what training is. I’ll also be opinionated when you ask for my advice. And I will and do still tease you, it’s just I want that too. It’s my nature.”

  I nodded, “Alright, you really want that, me to control your life like that?”

  She bit her lip, “More than anything, master.”

  She blew my mind.

  “I already like the way you dress, elegant and sexy as hell. I’ll tell you what dress or skirt outfit to wear though, when we wake in the mornings.”

  She blushed, “I picked those for you master.”

  Wait, what?

  “You did?”

  She bit her lip, “The approval in your scent master, when I tried them on at the store. The more revealing clothes did turn you on just as much, but it also made you jealous at the idea of other’s seeing me dressed like that.”

  Oh, wow. I didn’t see that coming.

  I pulled her body around, and I slouched lower on the couch to improve the angle. She knew what to do from there with my clearly recovered cock, and we both gasped as her wondrously taut and snug, yet extremely slick passage took my cock in. Her silken sliding and heated sex sent delightful waves of pleasure rocking through my body.

  She was so beautiful, and she looked into my eyes with adoration and sweet sensual bliss as she ground down against me. She started to ride me a bit more urgently, in direct proportion to how breathy and how much pleasure was apparent in her gasps, sighs, and dreamy moans. She looked like an angel riding me, so beautiful, and her sex was pure sinful pleasure sliding up and down my cock. Milking me, sending tingles and waves of pleasure through me.

  I was hardly idle, as I rocked my pelvis up into her as she came down on me. I was also teasing her breasts quite firmly, just the way she liked it to extract those mesmerizingly sweet gasps.

  It was going to be a hell of an afternoon, and it was.

  Chapter Four

  The next morning the sky was overcast and there were gentle rumbles of thunder and whipping winds as the rain came down. The Mustang slowed as I directed it into the parking lot of the beauty and fitness spa. We’d already gotten in a sparring workout and breakfast that morning, and ironically enough we’d cleaned up in order to go out in public to work out on weights.