That night as the muses’ champion also had an unintended side effect. I made love to all three of my ladies passionately when I woke up.

  I’d missed them. It felt like I truly hadn’t seen them in days.

  The night had been so long, it felt like I hadn’t seen them in days when we woke up together. When with the goddess I hadn’t missed them at all. All that’d mattered was her, but as I’d woken up it felt like I hadn’t loved them in forever. They greatly enjoyed the attention and my romantic and sensual assault.

  It also quite well explained why Elena was so aggressive in the mornings in her playful kitten way, she’d been enduring that same thing every morning for the last two weeks. My Bonnie no doubt felt the same thing, and my Maggie was always that way.

  The blessing also told me things about them I didn’t know. My Maggie had always awed me, but her passion for magic and the coven, the true depths of her ambition was breathtaking. I’d always known she was a hell of a woman, but I saw those depths more deeply that morning, as I rocked her world. In short, it made my admiration for her double, which magnified my love and need for her at the same time. I think I shocked her, with how passionately I took her that morning, in a good way.

  Elena was even more wild that morning than usual, clearly thrilled we were fellow champions in our goddesses, as well as future co-writers, lovers, and true mates. She was also teasingly unrepentant about not revealing the fact I was about to gain a harem of nine goddesses in my dreams, though I’d only met Calliope so far.

  Bonnie was perhaps, the biggest surprise of all. She had a big heart, a bright effervescence to her and an excitement in all she did and said. She was dynamite in bed, and loved giving head more than Maggie did, which was saying a lot. In short, she’d come across to me yesterday like a wonderful woman, a wonderful addition to our family, a sensual joy in the sack, and a good fit in our family.

  But, and this is more about me than her, she’d come across a bit flakey as well. Not in a bad way, but the point was I severely underestimated her intelligence because of the exuberant carefree joy she took in life. She was a lot smarter than she came across, even her cutesy high-pitched voice had attributed to that incorrect thought.

  Not that I ever thought she was dumb, or a bimbo, I just didn’t recognize the fact the gorgeous and submissive golden blonde lissome beauty with huge tits that loved to fuck and suck was also a genius. I’m not using that word lightly, she was the smartest person in the room, by far, despite the joyful exuberance that flowed endlessly from her.

  A genius that also had a passion for books, and one that would make a perfect editor for me and Elena, just like she’d make a good teacher for the young witches in the coven that still had a lot to learn and a lot of potential growth to achieve in their power.

  In short, I admired Bonnie a whole lot more after that, which increased the growing affection over the last day. I’d always respected her, treated her like a lady, and I’d enjoyed her vivacious nature, but that discovery added a new and deeper admiration for our joyful golden blonde mate. Turns out all my women were a hell of a woman.

  It was also a stretch of a coincidence to the point it serious bent credulity. How well Elena and Bonnie fit in with our family, as far as relationship compatibility, allies, powers, and even business interest compatibility. It made me suspect it might not be just random chance. We were perfect for each other, on all the big things, and the small things we could figure out. There’d no doubt be arguments once the shiny and new honeymoon phase ran out, nothing was perfect in this life, but it all seemed a little too good to be attributed to coincidence alone.

  Which made me suspect Aphrodite and perhaps my goddesses as well were involved in all of us coming together. The former because it was her granddaughter Maggie who’d invited the others. Could Aphrodite have influenced her follower to send out feelers to perfect matches for all of us? I didn’t know, but if the next one was just as compatible as the last two for Maggie and I, then I was going to take that impression to the bank.

  Regardless, I didn’t bring it up that morning, but I knew when we discussed the business later and Elena’s and my future plans, Bonnie would volunteer to be our editor. I could feel it, with the blessing.

  Lastly, the truth reading thing kind of blew my mind and was far more subtle than just true or false feelings attached to words spoken aloud. There were degrees of subtlety to it. Regardless, what blew my mind was when Maggie started to mutter her usual nasty dirty talk while I was taking her from behind. Words like nasty slutty pussy, being my personal cum dump, and even crazier shit left her mouth.

  From her point of view, not one word of it was dishonest, or even shaded to exaggeration just to turn me on. She was all those things for me, happily, but also my love and my lady. My total submissive who’d surrendered everything to me, for my pleasure and to her joy. She also needed it, and was mine outside of bed, at least in our personal life. No wonder Maggie blew Elena away so much, with the over the top submissive truths and naughty desires to be my everything.

  I’d never thought she was lying about it, but there was a visceral deepness to actually feeling it strumming deep in my soul through the blessing.

  I also wondered if the truth reading thing would change me, make me even more blunt like Elena over time. Time would tell.

  Chapter Five

  It was a Monday morning, so after our morning romp and first four-person shower, we headed down to breakfast. It was obvious the coven was more than curious about the new arrival as we dug into breakfast. Being a Monday, it also meant the four of us would alone for the day, all the witches were dressed up professionally for work, and would leave before my training started.

  Breakfast was fantastic that morning. They’d made stacks of pancakes, western omelets, sausage, bacon, biscuits and gravy. Not to mention orange juice and coffee. They made a good list of choices for the varied tastes, but I wound up trying a little bit of everything.

  Regardless, Maggie sensed that curiosity as well as we ate, and addressed it directly.

  Maggie said, “You all met Bonnie yesterday. She’s my family’s fourth, a mate to all three of us, and already part of the family. She is a daughter of Hecate, and champion of Aphrodite. She won’t officially be a part of the coven, but she will be working with all of you on developing your magic further, both the disciplines that come most naturally to you and expanding into others.”

  Bonnie nodded excitedly, “I love magic, and I love to teach. I’d also be pleased to share my insights through Aphrodite’s blessing, if any of you bring a lover around. Otherwise I’m just another of your matriarch’s mates and allies. Breakfast is great, by the way.”

  Janet and Karen blushed, and murmured a thanks, which told me who’d cooked that morning.

  The rest of breakfast passed in small talk, which as usual I just listened to and didn’t speak at all. I didn’t think that would last forever, but it’d take time for them to recover, some longer than others I noted in my head, as I didn’t fail to notice Angela looking at me surreptitiously a few times.

  Even better, Bonnie was sitting on my right, with of course Maggie to my left at the head of the table, and Elena across from me. Which was nice as her left hand stroked my leg, but also because she acted like a buffer of sorts. I didn’t have a nervous witch sitting next to me that morning.

  Then Janet asked, “Will she participate in coven wide spells?”

  Maggie shook her head, “Those are coven only, but she’s free to work with anyone individually on spells if she wishes.”

  Breakfast wound down, and it wasn’t long before they’d all cleared up and started to filter out of the house and head to their jobs.

  Training was interesting that day, as Bonnie assisted Maggie to both improve her grasp over those less intuitive magics for my light brown-haired beauty, but also to make my training even more intense. In short, Bonnie turned my lesson into a magical lesson for Maggie as well.

  They all looked fantastic standing in the sun, curly golden blonde, straight light brown, and wavy dark brunette hair shining in the sun. My Maggie I’d dressed in a red pencil skirt and a pearl blouse opened just enough to tantalize with her generous cleavage. Elena was wearing a white flower print dress that hugged every curve of her petite sexpot body intimately. My lissome catwalk model save her huge breasts had dressed in a pair of pink jean shorts that were just short enough to reveal the bottom curve of her pear shaped ass and they left most of her deliciously long legs bare. Her body was covered by a tight white top that showed plenty of cleavage and side boob, as well as a sliver of her flat stomach.

  Distracting didn’t even cover it, but I focused on avoiding all their attacks with fire and water, while at the same time attacking the illusions with a soul blade. The illusions were far more lifelike that day, Taura, Empusa, bird women of various kinds, water nymphs, air nymphs, and a bunch of other monsters. Once Bonnie had Maggie rolling out those even more lifelike and varied illusions, as well as far more fireballs than usual, she started to teach me.

  Bonnie instructed me in a deeper way. It turned out my unexpected Brainiac didn’t just like teaching magic. Every time my blade went through one of the monsters, she’d either say good, or she’d tell me the best place to hit that specific monster, what their weaknesses were and all that. She’d turned my lesson in controlling weapons, into a lesson of learning my possible enemy’s strengths and weaknesses as well.

  It was intense, and I felt even closer to the idea of adding a second blade to practice. It was forty-five minutes later, and I was at about ninety four percent power when training was interrupted.

  Maggie said, “There’re people at the gate, I can feel their power through the wards. Two demigods, seven witches, and seven humans.”

  I immediately landed. I left my single soul weapons and armor alone, and merely summoned fifteen more spirits to add a second coating of five spirits to blade, armor, and shield. So it would cost less to move around by controlling the single souls as Elena had suggested.

  I also summoned twelve more souls after that, and I wrapped my mates in a single and triple armor.

  Bonnie smiled at me sweetly no doubt feeling what I’d done, then grimaced as she turned away, “I feel so stupid.”

  I snorted.

  Bonnie looked at me questioningly, and I shrugged, “You’re far from stupid, vivacious vixen.”

  Bonnie blushed.

  Maggie said, “He’s right, shit happens. Almost a year ago now I slept with the wrong four guys, ended up drugged, kidnapped, and was forced into prostitution. It might’ve been fun, if it wasn’t for the drugs and being used against my will part, for their enrichment.”

  Bonnie hugged her.

  “Point is,” Maggie added as she hugged Bonnie back, “Is shit happens when you stick to the tenets of pleasure, and sometimes bad choices aren’t seen coming. On the good side, neither of us have to worry about that anymore, since we belong to each other and our large cocked cum supply.”

  Elena said, “Truth.”

  “Is that what I am now? A cum supply?”

  Bonnie giggled, and Maggie looked at me mock innocently.

  Elena teased me too, “A cum supply for cum-sluts, yes. But you forgot the large cocked part.”

  Maggie snickered, “Sir, you know we love… your cock.”

  Elena said, “Truth. But not the complete truth.”

  I swatted Maggie’s ass, and the look of loving devotion she gave me totally erased the teasing annoyance. It wasn’t a manipulation either, she looked totally besotted and lost in me after my firm swat, and I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to being quite mesmerized by that loving and submissive gaze.

  Bonnie smiled widely, “Thanks, all of you. I still feel foolish though.”

  “Let’s get to the gate, before they knock it down. Think he’s here?”

  Bonnie asked in surprise, “Carmine? No, I doubt it, he needs to run his whole company of mercenaries, which has seven squads of eight, not to mention support staff. His two squads here are probably under orders to take me in.”

  “So, where is he?” I asked as I started to jog to the gate, and they all followed.

  Bonnie replied, “L.A.”

  I nodded. That was about two to two hundred and fifty miles away to the west.

  The sixteen individuals were dressed in tactical gear, weapons, and there were two windowless black vans behind them. The gender mix was about seventy percent male, and one of the females stood in front of the seven soldiers behind her, so I thought she must be a daughter of Ares. I thought one of them was about to try to break the gate, but they backed off when we came into view and were clearly coming to meet them.

  The male leader snarked, “It’s about time.”

  Maggie said aggressively, “There’s no one in the coven house, and we were training behind the house. Perhaps if you’d called ahead,” she suggested, “We’d have been more welcoming.”

  The man snorted, “I’m Dane, son of Ares. This is Violet, a daughter of Ares, and our teams,” he pointed at Bonnie rudely, “That one has been on the run from us for a while. She belongs to Carmine, another son of Ares and our boss. We’re here to apprehend her and take her home.”

  Elena said, “All true, except for one detail. You don’t even believe the one lie that you spoke. She belongs to herself, and her mates.”

  Yeah, I’d picked that up too. It felt like a false note in the middle of a catchy tune. I could see why Elena hated liars, it was uncomfortable, while the truth no matter how blunt just felt right, like a song perfectly played to soothe the soul. It was going to take some getting used to.

  It was also the first lie I’d heard since waking up, which meant I was the cum supply for my mates who were apparently all self-admitted cum-sluts. Elena had never described herself like that before, though Maggie had often and Bonnie more than once in the last twenty-two hours, but I supposed that was the last time I’d be able to say that, she had now.

  Not that I’d ever use those words, or even think that about them. They were my ladies, and precious to me, no matter what else they were without apology, and we certainly had a very heated and deep sex life. Which was nothing at all to complain about. Plus, it was kind of hot, in a shallow way, that they were all breathless for my long and fat cock and cum.

  I added helpfully, “Which are the three of us. She belongs with us.”

  Bonnie grinned and grabbed my arm, “It’s true. Tell Carmine I’ve found my future true mates, a son of Hades and a daughter of the muses, as well as a granddaughter of Aphrodite. He needs to back off, I won’t be running anymore to avoid unpleasantness. It’s not your fault he’s a possessive and violent psychopath who wants me to be his breeding slave and fuck toy, but right now it is your decision.”

  Dane shook his head, “We follow orders.”

  Elena said, “Partially true.”

  Bonnie said, “Just so,” and looked at Violet, “You could challenge those orders. He’s using you to enslave someone out of personal desire and failing, not on behalf of your father,” her eyes returned to Dane, “That seems to be a weakness to me.”

  I nodded, “I really don’t want to hurt any of you, but I will protect my mates.”

  Violet snorted, “Our chances are better with you than him, we could challenge those orders but why would we? Life isn’t fair, and the strong conquer the weak.”

  “How about I fight one of you, then the rest of you go away when I knock him out. I really don’t want to get blood all over my mate’s lawn.”

  Elena said, “Truth.”

  I snickered. I’d been letting out the inner wise ass, but apparently it was just the simple truth.

  Violet shook her head, “Or we could just gun you down. War isn’t about honor, it’s about deception and surprise.”

  At the word deception, a loud crack of a sniper rifle went off, and the bullet hit me right in the face, and harmlessly bounce off my armor.

  My blade shot forward, and the Violet’s head went flying despite her attempt to dodge the blurring steel blade. The blood spray covered all of her men’s and women’s faces, and about half of Dane’s from the direction of the breeze.

  “Does anyone else want to discuss war theory? Or would you like to start running right the fuck now? By the way, my blade just found your sniper. You’ll need to clean up both corpses on your way out of my city. Now get the fuck out of here. Your guns might intimidate most demigods, but they don’t mean shit to me.”

  By the time I was done talking, using my blade’s sight, I had tracked and decapitated the sniper, and the blade returned to over my shoulder, pointed directly at Dane.

  Bonnie caressed my arm, and I did calm slightly. It’d been a total reflex, try to kill me, I kill them. Easy math.

  Dane studied us all for a moment, especially Bonnie and me, then said, “We will go, and deliver your message. I can promise nothing beyond that,” he turned to the other team and waved at Violet’s corpse, “Clean that up, and move out.”

  Elena said, “You got blood on the grass.”

  “Fix it, water nymph.”

  She gave me an alluring seductive smile and a warning look, as she washed the blood away as the two teams loaded up in their vans.

  I winked, and I pulled her over for a kiss.

  “Tease me and I tease back.”

  Elena’s lips quirked, “Truth.”

  When the vans moved off Bonnie jumped me and started kissing me passionately. Honestly, I got a little dizzy from it, the woman was aggressive, and sexy as hell.

  Maggie asked, “Think they’ll be back?”

  I nodded, and held a very happy Bonnie against my side, “Probably. I think Dane just realized he was outmaneuvered and in a bad spot, and he had no idea what I was capable of. They’ll rethink the plan and come again, but we’ll be ready for them. We could just take a four-hour road trip and remove the main problem.”