I snickered, “You’re insatiable.”

  Not that she wasn’t tempting, but I could claim the other fun spots at another time. A quickie break was one thing, but the priority had to be on training.

  She nodded, “Training though. It’s almost lunchtime and we have magic training this afternoon, you really want to start a family with me?”

  I rubbed her lower abdomen, “I want you rounded with my child, yes. I also want to make it binding and official. We are mates already. You are mine.”

  She shivered against me, in a good way, “I love you.”

  I said, “Love you too.”

  All we had to do was survive long enough to make that happen, which of course was left unsaid. This world of demigods and monsters was dangerous enough without a goddess determined to kill me merely because I existed, but I had hope it’d work out.

  We cleaned up a bit, got dressed, and got back to our sparring.

  “You’re going to spoil me, love,” I noted.

  Janice giggled as she fed me another cookie, “That’s my plan,” and then teasingly licked the crumbs from my lips.

  The two of us were sitting on the couch after lunch, with her in my lap. She’d made us soup and crackers given the food shopping was still pending, and she’d been feeding me snacks. After our physical training had been complete, we’d gone ahead and explored those other two spots on her body working up even more of an appetite. She’d cum hard and often from the ass fucking, but that had happened often the last week and wasn’t all that surprising, she loved when I took her ass. The really shocking part had been when I’d done her tits and exploded on her face, neck, and covered her breasts she’d gasped and came with me. Not a big one, but she’d never done that before, even though she enjoyed being my dirty girl as I painted her body a few times before. It was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.

  I wondered if that was because of our new commitment, and because I’d finally told her that I loved her. I suspected that was a part of it, and it’d freed her even more inside to let go of it all and be my ease in wanton joy.

  “Where are the others?” I asked. I wasn’t too worried, two demigoddesses and four monsters should be able to handle themselves, but it’d been all morning.

  Janice said, “Ginny texted while I cooked lunch. They’re almost done clothes shopping and will go for food next. I think they took a break after loading the car and are getting lunch now.”

  I nodded.

  She fed me another cookie and kissed my neck. I really did feel spoiled at being hand fed.

  “We should get back to training. Your magic training. I want you to do something different, at least while I get her backyard set up. I need to ward it so that the neighbors won’t notice and set up targets for you to blast, the same way as before. You’ll be starting from scratch which each target, dropping the conduit after each blast.

  “But while I do that, I want you to stay in here and target five of Ginny’s knickknacks at once. Don’t fire of course, you don’t even need to draw electricity, just create the conduits, drop them, then do it again. Also, rotate knickknacks between tries.”

  I asked, “Why?”

  She grinned, “Because your capacity to hold and fire electricity can disable five or so normal in power monsters or demigods at once before you have to recharge. Right now, you’re only able to do three at a time, I noticed. Might as well be your best, which means teaching your brain to focus on and create five conduits at once. For those like me or Lillian who can block it, you’d still be able to create one conduit and unload everything at us, even while absorbing more power. But in bigger battles like last night the more you can take out at once the better.

  “So, from now on your afternoon electro-kinetic training will be split in half. Half you’ll focus on increasing your targets at once. The other half you’ll be working on training your mind on the quick draw idea, and in getting that down to a split second. Instead of the two or three seconds as your subconscious takes over most of the work.”

  I nodded, “I get it, alright.”

  She smiled and kissed me and tried to slip off my lap, but I pulled her in tight and gave her a far more thorough kiss. She beamed at me and bit her lip as I spanked her ass and she slid off. She was so damned sexy. She was as lost in me as I was in her, and so very generous and breathless with all of herself today it was blowing my mind. She’d already been overwhelming, but it was as if she’d still been holding a part of that back, the deep need to be my ease both in bed and out, until I expressed my love and commitment.

  A cynical part of me from my old life and dating culture said it was the honeymoon stage of a proposal kicking in. Not to mention the normal heat of a nascent sexual relationship, but the blessing was telling me it was more than that. It was who she was, and not merely because of an emotional high.

  I got my head in the right space, after she’d left the room anyway, and I could no longer watch her swaying pear-shaped ass and sexy long legs move so gracefully. I tried to focus on five knickknacks and open a power conduit to each of them simultaneously. My first try was rather miserable, and only two of them clicked and then the other three. Which took about four seconds in the two waves. Not horrible maybe, except I could already do three every two seconds, which meant the old way I’d have hit six in that same four seconds in two waves.

  I tried again and again for a full ten minutes, and each time the results were the same or even worse. So I paused for a moment and took stock. Maybe five was totally unreasonable, for now. Maybe I needed to work my way up to five. I could do three consistently, so maybe I needed to focus on four conduits at once. Once I got that down, and I could do four as easily as I did three, I could start focusing and practicing on five again.

  It seemed logical, because trying to do five was so frustrating I was getting worse at it with time. I decided to try it and then run my logic by Janice if I was successful and see if she agreed.

  When I tried four, it did work a lot better, all four conduits snapped into place at the same time. Of course, it’d taken me just over three seconds to make it happen, which wasn’t great, but I suspected that time would go down with practice, just like my quick draw training.

  For the next hour I did it again and again, choosing four different knickknacks each time, or at least combinations of them. The time it took slowly went down, but not consistently. Sometimes it took me over three seconds, the fastest time was somewhere around two and a half seconds. I wasn’t disgruntled by that fact. Powers, martial arts, it all took effort. There were no short-cuts to power, and it was just a week since this mess started. My training had barely begun. I had another five months and three weeks to get it all right, and after then I’d still have to train, though not full time. Maybe an hour a day on both skillsets.

  All the motivation I needed was outside setting up quick draw training in the backyard, and of course my other four mates out shopping with our allies. It was either learn it, or not be able to protect my family, which wasn’t an option for me in this dangerous world. I couldn’t leave our safety to luck, or to the mercy of enemies that had no mercy. There were no police to depend on in my new world, at least that could be called upon. That, plus it was kind of cool, to be honest. I was enjoying the challenge of it, and my powers.

  When Janice came in to collect me and I explained my changes to the training. She approved of my new approach, then led me outside. There was a similar setup to her home, just a lot smaller. The ring of numbered spikes was a lot tighter and closer to the center circle in the tiny yard, and there were only eight targets instead of twelve. She’d also had to improvise. Our Ginny hadn’t had metal spikes lying around. Some of them were large silverware pieces, and five of the targets was the steel fence posts on the fence itself.

  “Won’t I burn her fence?” Or the lawn for that matter.

  She shook her head, “I doubt it. Your lightning isn’t really lightning, though it’s the same thing in the end. That’s why you need conduits of your demigod power. The electricity isn’t powerful enough to form a true bolt that will overcome the resistance of air on its own. Good enough to burn flesh and disable someone for the power you want to train with, but wood is a bit tougher than that. Just aim low, if I’m wrong, then I’ll repaint it once we get a better training area done for you somewhere.”

  I nodded, “Fair enough. But if the fence gets set on fire, I’m totally blaming you.”

  She giggled, and then brushed my hair sweetly with her fingertips before heading inside to watch from the window.

  It turned out she was right. The wood did slightly discolor when I nailed the bottom of the metal poles with a blast of electricity, but it didn’t burn. I also discovered another benefit in that moment, the other training reinforced and helped this one. The amount of focus I’d spent on creating four conduits at once, had perhaps improved my overall focus and even partially trained my mind, forced my subconscious to pick up some of the slack.

  Because I was hitting each target about a second and a half apart, instead of two. As if practicing hitting four targets at once, had made me that much more focused and faster when aiming at one target. The conduits for a single target rose almost effortlessly. So, for five targets it took a second and a half each, and then an extra second for the reload.

  In a battle of course, I’d be sucking electricity the whole time, and never drop that conduit to an electrical line or other source of electricity. So, I’d be consistently at one and a half seconds, assuming I could only aim at one target at a time that is. It was what it was, and the point was I was already getting better. Of course, that first surprise attacker it would take the full two and a half seconds, which was the point of me dropping it each time. To increase my speed and chances when I didn’t know battle was coming in the first place.

  I had hopes in another few months I’d be able to hit five in less than a second, from surprise. Really, that was the goal, wasn’t it? The training would get me there, I was sure.

  After about an hour, it was around three that afternoon, and Janice opened the door.

  “You’re slowing down, let’s take a short break to rest your brain, and then get one more hour in. The others should be back by then and we’ll be done for the day.”

  “Except for the blessing training.”

  She nodded, “But that’s all you, and after dinner. I’m also not sure how late we’re going forward with our plans.”

  Right, that training might need to be skipped today. She was also right in that she couldn’t really help me with it, but my Ginny did. Usually by providing distractions in wondrous ways.

  Chapter Four

  The afternoon sun flooded the bright kitchen, as I slowly drank down my iced tea. I was also eating more snacks for energy, since my intense daily training required a lot of fuel. It probably wasn’t the best food for it, but it’s what Ginny had left in her pantry. The real food was coming soon.

  Janice and I were just sitting and chatting, when I sensed movement out of the corner of my eye and jumped to my feet as my heart started to slam in my chest.

  I immediately calmed when I realized who it was, and I stared in disbelief. She was just as stunning as always, blue eyes with stars in them, long curly silken golden blonde hair falling down her body, and the perfect body. She was also wearing a quite conservative light blue dress that covered her from neck to ankle, in flowing layers of sheer fabric that was nonetheless completely opaque when stacked over each other in layers. Yet, it still clung to her perfect body in alluring ways, and there was more than just a hint of her usual sex appeal.

  Her bright smile scrambled my brain. It wasn’t until then that I realized I’d never expected to see her again, at least not here in the real world. That I’d believed I’d only see her in our shared dreams. More than that, there was no reality twisting going on at all, she was merely perfect.

  Aphrodite said, “Good to see you too, my champion. I’m suppressing my aura,” she waved and smiled fondly over to Janice who was staring with her mouth open, “Hestia would be put out if I ensnared her daughter in that way.”

  “My goddess,” I said softly, and after feeling unsure for a moment I pushed that silly doubt away and went and claimed a kiss. A warm, lingering, and sweet kiss that made my goddess moan sweetly into my mouth.

  She licked her lips and bit her lip sexily as we broke it, and then stared lovingly into my eyes.

  “I have a mission for you. My granddaughter and one of my faithful has gotten herself into trouble. She’s a second generation, and born of one of my pleasure children, so she’s quite a powerful tantric witch. But the men who have her and are using her as a prostitute have her drugged, and she can’t escape on her own.”

  I gaped at her blankly, there was a lot in there I didn’t understand.

  Aphrodite sighed, and then looked at Janice pointedly.

  Janice blushed and said, “Sorry, Aphrodite. But it’s only been a week. There’s a lot about our world he doesn’t know yet. We’ve been rather focused on his training and trying to get him out of danger.”

  Aphrodite softened, and nodded, “True. Please explain the pertinent information to my champion on the way. You need to go now. She tried to make a deal with who she thought was a John, but he was actually one of the men running the sex ring. She’s in real danger.”

  “A deal?”

  Aphrodite nodded, “She told him she’d be his loyal cum bucket and fuck toy on call, if he got her out of there, for free. She meant it too. My granddaughter is very dedicated to the ideals of pleasure, as it also gives her power, and she would likely turn no offers away. She has no problem with prostitution either, she just objects to being drugged, held against her will, and having her services which should be freely given used to enrich evil men.”

  Right, I tried to wrap my mind around that, then gave up and shook my head, it didn’t matter. I’d figure it out later, and a quarter of the goddess’s mantel was pleasure, so I really shouldn’t be shocked or surprised. Ginny had even explained that, why she was sent, as she was empowered by beauty as a demigoddess. Where a demigoddess empowered by pleasure couldn’t have been faithful to me.

  “Where?”

  Aphrodite told us, and I gave her one more kiss before the two of us headed quickly out the door. We jumped into her Mustang Cobra and were tearing off into the street. She was being held in some mansion on the north side of the city, a secret whorehouse of sorts for the rich and influential.

  Janice said, “Alright, you already know some humans are in the know, and that witches exist. Those are children of demigods for the most part. Our power won’t be passed on to our children, they’ll be mostly human. Some demigod offspring do maintain a sensitivity to magic power, and those were the first witches and warlocks.

  “Over time, those children discovered if they mated with others like them, that minor sensitivity would be passed on to subsequent generations. They really aren’t powerful enough to compete in our world, and they mostly stay out of it and even our enemies will leave the demigod offspring of their enemies alone unless they do get involved. But some do worship a god or goddess, they just don’t get involved in the politics.

  “In the human world however, they are powerful enough to influence others and gain riches, fame, or whatever else they might wish.

  “Aphrodite is love, pleasure, beauty, and fertility. Her direct children that are aligned with love get something like the blessing you have. Except it’s a part of them, and a bit more diverse. They can actually set people up easier than you could. Like your blessing pulls women to you, the more they’re compatible the harder the pull. Well, a demigoddess with that power can do the same between two different people. They also have much greater control and insight.

  “The children of those demigods tend to have a lot of natural charm and influence. People like to be around them, and if they have a magic sensitivity their strongest witchcraft tends to be something along those lines.

  “Children of pleasure is about what it sounds like. They’re sluts, delivering pleasure where it is sought, and of course that also grants a certain influence if done correctly. I mean that literally, not insultingly, it’s a way of life for them to take all comers regardless of age, beauty, or sex.

  “That sounds self-destructive, indiscriminate sex, but in their case it is not. It’s their mantel of sorts, if demigods could be considered as having one, or a part of one. Their power is usually something along the lines of being a perfect sex partner, delivering their partner’s greatest desires by instinct. So they could be soft and submissive with one, or a dominant tying up her man and wearing leather with another. Make sense?”

  I nodded, “I’m following.”

  “This Maggie we’re going to save is a daughter of one of them who has magic sensitivity. A tantric witch gains magic strength and power through sex, which carries. She has no power of pleasure, not like her demigoddess mother, but she does enjoy sex a whole lot more than most and as it gives her power, so it makes sense for her not to resist that inclination. On top of that she also is a worshipper and perhaps a disciple of the goddess Aphrodite, which can be a powerful thing and encourage her to let go of even the few inhibitions she was born with.

  “My guess is she slept with the wrong man, or perhaps even men, and was a hot wild fuck with no inhibitions or even standards. It got her kidnapped and drugged to add her to their sex trafficking operation. She’s probably also extremely attractive, most demigods are and so are their children.”

  She paused for a minute, “That’s about it, you already know about beauty and fertility?”

  I nodded absently, Ginny was a child of beauty, and I understood her power quite well. I’d also already been told Aphrodite’s direct children of fertility could help couples struggling to have children.

  “So shouldn’t we wear masks or something. These people are going to be powerful, with judges and cops on their payroll, if not on their customer list. Technically they’re not part of our world, one of ours just got mixed up in their horrific world.”