I growled, “Don’t stop again, until I fill that saucy mouth.”

  She giggled, “Yes, sir. I just don’t want it to end too soon, sir,” she winked, “I was just enjoying the moment, but I’ll be a good little whore for you now, sir. Promise.”

  She looked up at me with a smug adoration and wicked affection as she moaned and took me back into her mouth. They she really started to work me, her eyes thanking me and begging me at the same time. Thanking me for letting her blow me, which was heady, and begging me for my pleasure which had my mind spinning with lust.

  She was also rubbing her tits all over my inner thighs, balls, and the base of my cock, squeezing and kneading them for me, even pinching her own nipples to let out sharp moaning gasps that sent wondrous vibrations of pleasure through me. Her tits were a lot firmer now, her soft supple double D breasts pressed around me tightly so that they started to truly milk my base, pull on my skin gently, in the same rhythm her mouth was bobbing up and down the first four inches or so that kept stabbing her wantonly moaning and vibrating throat.

  Her tongue was nimble, her lips tight and sexy, and her wanton attention and thrill at being on her knees for me tied it all together into a fast rise to ecstasy. She was really working for my pleasure now, not just teasing to draw it out, her eyes pleading and seducing me for my hot and sticky seed.

  All while she never once took her seductive dark chocolate eyes away from mine, her gaze constant and so intense, as she worked me for both our pleasure.

  When the moment came, she moaned in wanton approval, and I grunted loudly, then roared my pleasure, “Natasha!”

  She continued to milk me with her mouth and tits, as she swallowed, our eyes locked as I looked down on her drowning pleasure and vulnerable, as she sucked out every drop. I gasped in a breath as I started to come down, and I struggled to catch my wind as she continued to gently milk me for every last drop.

  She had a look of intense joy and naughty satisfaction in her eyes, and maybe a slight tinge of regret that it was over as she popped her head off my cock.

  “That was delicious, sir. Ask me what I’m thinking, sir.”

  I laughed, “What are you thinking?”

  She giggled naughtily, “Well, my ass is feeling really neglected, sir. While my pussy, tits, and mouth are pretty satisfied. A good whore should be used to her full potential, sir. We don’t have a lot of time though, so maybe you should just drill my ass and use it, sir. Make it hurt and take your pleasure, use me, please?”

  I shook my head, “I don’t want to hurt you, asses take preparation.”

  She winked, “Not if I cheat, sir. I’m the goddess of pleasure, after all. This body is made for it, and I’m a naughty whore for you, sir.”

  Then she started to suckle me, at first I thought she was just going to work me lightly to get me over the hump of oversensitivity, but I felt her power relieve that intensity and make me as hard as I’d ever been before. Instant libido restoration, which was a first. She obviously wanted me to hurry because this was supposed to be a quicky, the rest of our family and council waiting for our return in the living room.

  She stood up, pushed her dress off so she was naked save her three-inch heels and the filagree tiger around her neck, then turned around, twisting her head around to maintain her enticing eye contact as she bent over the desk. Her tightly petite and sexy heart shaped ass cheeks were parted by her fingers, and lewdly presented her puckered star already slightly gaping and glistening with lube.

  She bit her lip sexily, and said sultrily, “You can’t do it with the others, but with me you can be a selfish bastard when taking my ass. Own it, use it for your pleasure. Just take it, pound it, and fill it with your cum, sir. That’s what it’s for, and pleasuring that sweet cock with my hot ass is what I need, sir.”

  Damn, she was getting even naughtier for me as that true and deep affection between us was flowering. She was passionately throwing herself into it, and gods was she tempting. So very tempting, and she was using her godly powers in bed on me and herself for the first time, save improving her techniques.

  What’s a god to do?

  I reamed her ass hard, of course, and despite the furiously quick and punishing pace, she came for me hard three times, before I emptied my nut sack deep in her hot and tight little ass.

  Natasha looked flawless, restoring herself from the hot mess and fully defiled self in a moment of concerted focus and small trickle of power. Glowing golden for just a moment, and she looked like my perfect princess. Poised sex appeal and a potently refined and elegant beauty that felt manifest in her aura and her warm eyes.

  She lifted an eyebrow.

  I grinned, “Go ahead, I need a shave anyway. In fact, outside of showers for fun, why don’t you just keep me taken care of that way from now on. It only seems fair, since you let me strip you with darkness. Besides, it beats grooming any day.”

  She giggled, and I felt my whole-body tingle and I felt clean instead of sticky. Even my fingernails and toenails were trimmed, and my hair slightly shortened. She melted into my arms, and I just held her for a moment.

  “That was just what I needed, honey. I’m entirely blissed out and wondrously sore right now,” she said in a warm dreamy tone.

  I grinned, “Me too. You’re breathtaking, baby. Totally worth every bit of trouble.”

  She giggled but also gave me an indignant look, that slowly changed to a teasing smile.

  “Glad you think so, because I’m fairly sure your stuck with me.”

  I grinned, “Just fairly? You are mine, Tasha.”

  She nuzzled and kissed my neck, “Let’s go let the others know what’s going on, we can cuddle a bit out there?”

  I nodded, “Or more than a bit, did you forget how possessive I am after sex?”

  She said breathily, “Never, but there’s two more out there panting for it, and I have to share.”

  I grinned, “Come on, I have two arms and I only need one to hold you tight, baby.”

  She snickered, and we headed back out to the living room, where I pulled her tightly against me, and pulled the light blonde-haired goddess of wisdom into my side with that other arm. Vicki was on the couch across from us with Amelia.

  It was already strangely natural to hold both women so possessively in protectiveness, to cherish them, at the same time. I didn’t overthink it either, merely acknowledging that fact in my mind. They were both obviously enjoying it too, and I gave my adorable blonde beauty a quick kiss as well.

  It didn’t take us long to go over the news, responsibility due to our failure, working with her dad, and the news that we’d be moving into the master suite third floor in three or four days after her mom had cleared out her clothes and personal items. They all seemed in agreement, which wasn’t much of a surprise. When it came to the council part, and even the relationship part, we were usually on the same page.

  Mandy said cheerfully, “No hurry. We all claimed a guest room and closet, to store our personal stuff and clothes that won’t fit in your room, Love. That does sound good though.”

  Vicki nodded in agreement.

  Natasha said, “I also ordered a custom bed for six. We don’t sleep, and a king size is plenty big enough for five of us to have fun at the same time, but not so good when the cuddling part comes. I’ll pick it up when we’re ready to move in. Or we all will, I suppose.”

  Vicki giggled, “Good idea. Speaking of personal items, we all just packed for a vacation of sorts, one piece of luggage. Could we make the rounds, grab my personal hygiene stuff and the rest of my clothes, move it here, then take care of Mandy and Amelia.”

  Mandy nodded, “Now that we’ve seen the closets and bathrooms that belong to us, even the dresser drawers, we can just teleport it all directly into place.”

  That would come in handy, an instant move of sorts, save furniture and knickknacks, and kitchen stuff, it could all be teleported into place including hanging it up in the closets, if their thoughts were focused and complete enough the power would take care of the details to make it work.

  Amelia says, “We came up with the plan while you two were in the office.”

  “That sounds good, and we should stick together. Even short trips are dangerous, if someone is paying attention with negative intentions.”

  Yeah, there went mister obvious again, I think I had mentioned how overwhelmingly distracting and befuddling the four hot goddesses were in the same room. They didn’t call me on it though, just agreeing as we stood up. Shadows billowed, and we appeared in Vicki’s apartment first.

  Both Mandy and Natasha were stuck to my sides like barnacles, feeling as needy as I was a strong possessive need to hold them tight, and I gave them both a kiss. Natasha’s lips warm and deliciously sweet as she gave me a sated and languid kiss full of affection, while Mandy’s was a bit breathlessly passionate and needy while she rubbed against my side and made cute sounds into my mouth. I loved her exuberant neediness and wildness, how she just couldn’t help herself.

  The apartment was a nice place, if a little small for the whole group. Amelia disappeared into the bedroom with Vicki, and I felt the dark golden blonde goddess’s power start to surge as she emptied her closet and sent them straight to the other one. Super-fast compared to a normal move, but when delicately moving them from one closet to another, including hangars, it needed a complete mental picture. Which was impossible to do with a full closet, she was likely doing five to ten garments at a time.

  So it took a little time as I sat on the couch, and kept sharing warm and sweet kisses with Natasha, that were nonetheless devastating to my heart if not my libido, and wild and passionate kisses with Mandy that scrambled my mind and had my cock standing at attention. Her petite athletic body and those wondrously pert and supple B cups pressed so hard into me.

  Vicki winked salaciously as she came out of the bedroom, and headed toward the bathroom, a few pictures and odds and ends disappearing in a flash of power, no doubt to decorate the guest room, including a case of tequila she’d had in the corner.

  Amelia blushed at how openly our goddess of war was rubbing up against me while nibbling my neck, even as I ended another warm and delicious kiss with Natasha. She didn’t exactly flee, but she moved with alacrity to the bathroom and Vicki.

  Vicki was no doubt moving her shampoo, conditioner, makeup, brush, and all her other personal products to the private guest bath attached to her chosen room.

  Natasha said, “We should go out tonight. Dad said it’d be quiet, or at least his dreams were last night. Who knows the next time we’ll be able to get out and just have fun, trying to put out fires and build a government in just two days.”

  I nodded, “I doubt it will take all our time, but a group date sounds like fun.”

  Mandy just moaned in agreement, her lips way to busy teasing my neck and suckling my earlobe to answer properly. She was driving me crazy, my petite sexpot, athletic and perfectly proportional body and womanly curves. Not to mention the beauty of her face was just adorably stunning.

  I asked, “Did you hear that, angel?”

  Vicki replied on the way out of the bathroom, “I do know an amazing place to get steaks and prawns,” she turned to Amelia, “How do you feel about a date at a strip club?”

  Amelia’s eyes widened, and she blushed, then said so softly I could barely hear it, “That sounds just fine.”

  Vicki said, “Trust me, the steak is the best in the mid-west, and the dancers are the best in Chicago. Which is really no surprise, since the goddess of inspiration and dance owns it.”

  Natasha perked up, “I’ve never been to my aunt’s place, they really have good steak?”

  Vicki giggled, “Yes, as amazing as the dancing tits, trust me.”

  I said, “If you haven’t figured it out yet, you’re kind of in charge of our family outings and party lives.”

  Vicki’s eyebrow went up.

  Natasha nodded, “It made sense to us, you have to be a party girl. So why not be our homemaker and keep us all engaged and having fun. The rest of us have outside interests, and you’ll need something to focus on outside of council business, to feel like a contributing member of the family. Plus, two maids and a chef make the homemaker part a whole lot less work.”

  Vicki giggled, “Alright, I don’t know what to say, except that’s awesome and I’d love to. Is that why you all keep asking me where we’re going?”

  I nodded and Natasha winked.

  Vicki grinned, “Good. At home too, right?”

  I nodded, “Yes, invite guests and allies, throw parties, it’s all on the table.”

  Vicki bounced in excitement, and my IQ dribbled down a bit as her vast triple Ds bounced vigorously in response. Of course, Mandy’s hot breath on my neck had something to do with that as well.

  Amelia smirked, “Do you have a place planned for me?”

  Natasha shrugged, then nodded, “Sort of? I mean we’re hoping you’ll keep an eye on our family balance, so we can fine tune it. You’ll be able to tell us or give us a head’s up if anyone is feeling neglected, either by accident or misperception. I’m in charge of the bonds and keeping the fire stoked so to speak, so our interest and attraction doesn’t fade over time. The heart of the family, if that isn’t cheesy? While Mandy will inspire us. I mean, home relationship only, we all already know the business roles which includes you being full time on the council.”

  “Me?” I asked.

  Vicki snorted, “You’re our cum supply, obviously,” she drew the last word out, as if talking to an imbecile.

  Amelia giggled sharply, then blushed.

  Natasha said, “You’re the head of our family, honey. Also the possessive man who’s going to pull any of us back if our mantels knock us off course. Also what she said, the cum supply we all get to play in and consume.”

  Mandy giggled hard.

  Amelia tilted her head, “I would like that, keep our family in balance and catch problems before any real resentment can take hold and poison it.”

  Natasha said, “That was my hope. On to the next house?”

  Mandy said, “Amelia’s place next, I’m not done throwing myself at Gary yet.”

  I chuckled, and we all stood up, and then darkness billowed as I took us to Amelia’s place.

  Amelia’s brownstone was huge, and quite elegantly decorated as we took a seat on her couch, and she went up the stairs with our party goddess on her heels.

  “I think we both shocked and pleased her, at having a role in mind for her in the family already. Outside of business and the bedroom, I mean.”

  Mandy said softly, mostly because her lips were against my ears and her hand exploring my chest, “In a good way, I think. God, I love that you just hold me tighter. In the past men usually push me away, call me a freak, and break up with me. I feel like such a happy slut with your arms so tight around me, darkness. I feel like I belong to you, your naughty slut is very happy right now.”

  I turned my head and kissed her passionately, breaking off her extremely hot babbling. I could definitely see how her endless vivacious energy and exuberant personality could overwhelm almost anyone. Except maybe me, who was loving it, it spoke to that insanely possessive side of me, and it wasn’t all shallow still either.

  “You’re not really a slut you know. I was just teasing the other day when I said you had no other excuse. Your breathlessly vivacious and wickedly sweet. It’s your endless energy, added to your mantel’s predilection to predict the future and figure out potentials that drives it.”

  She said breathily, “Can I be your slut anyway? It thrills me because you own me, want me so very badly right now,” she stroked my cock over my pants, as if to prove her point, “But you also see me as awesome, intelligent, and amazing. You care about me, cherish my freaky self, so that makes it okay. Okay and hot. So very hot, being your naughty and breathless slut. The look in your eyes right now, so turned on, but so filled with awe, admiration, and even respect, not disgust or contempt, never that. You have no idea how crazy that makes me, darkness. My darkness.”

  My cock twitched.

  “You can be and are my breathless slut, but you’re also always my dirty girl, my naughty girl, my sweet girl. To be clear, Mandy, I don’t just accept it in you, I love it in you, and it excites me.”

  She bit her lip, her eyes lost in mine as she absorbed my words, and even Natasha was getting breathy beside me.

  Natasha said, “Cuteness.”

  Mandy ran her hands through my hair as she tilted her head to look past me, “Yes, Love?”

  Natasha reached past me and caressed her face, “You are a wonder, cuteness. A whore needs a slutty best friend and lover, don’t you think?”

  Natasha leaned forward and Mandy lunged forward, their faces meeting right in front of mine as they made out, hotly, with a lot of tongue and sweet passionate moans.

  Natasha giggled, “I think he approves,” as they backed off and snuggled into my sides again.

  I wanted Mandy so badly in that moment, but I wasn’t about to take her in Amelia’s home or on her couch which was probably more expensive than most cars.

  It wasn’t too much longer before Amelia and Vicki came back down the stairs, and once again we rose and darkness billowed, taking us to Mandy’s small two-bedroom apartment right off of Harvard campus.

  We all headed into Mandy’s bedroom, and she moved into the closet.

  Natasha gave me a soft kiss, then stepped back with a wink. I didn’t need more permission than that to leave her cuddles for a quicky with my wild blonde and petitely sexy goddess.

  But she said, “Why don’t you go help her out,” in a voice raw with sultry desire.

  Amelia cleared her throat as I moved toward the closet, “I’ll be in the kitchen, getting a glass of water.”

  She left the room alone this time, both Natasha and Vicki shamelessly and boldly watching as I walked up behind my dirty girl and wrapped my arms around her from behind and pulled her tightly against me.

  Her tight rounded ass immediately started to grind back against me, as she let out the neediest sigh I’d ever heard, and looked over her shoulder with a begging come fuck me look on her face. Her eyes were completely glazed over with lustful arousal and smoldering heat. That look of desperate lust on her naturally adorably beautiful face just made it hotter.