Architects_Sons of Olympus

by Helen J Perry

  "It's not the first time we talked about you. And it's intimidating knowing I could be in competition with a god like Philip for your attention. I don't expect you'd choose me when you could have him."

  "You can't say that. You don't know who I'd chose." She rubbed herself against him.

  No matter that he was distracted, Nic whispered without too much difficulty. "He doesn't want you to choose. None of us want that. We all want to make you happy and look after you, and we figure that's easier to do if three of us take on the task."

  Fingers probed inside the elastic of her panties at either side and tugged them down a couple of inches so they cut across her buttocks.

  She drew in a sharp breathe. We can't.

  There were men asleep either side.

  His palms squeezed her cheeks and fingers probed along the ravine. "I don't just want you. I need you."

  She arched her back, pushing her sex against him before rolling to her previous position beside him. With her legs together, she pushed and wriggled her panties down. Nic did the same. Their underwear disappeared, lost in the depths of the bed.

  Laying side by side, Jade wrapped her hand around Nic's length; her thumb rolled over the crown smudging the pool of precum across it.

  He ran his palm flat on her mound and slipped it down with ease sliding over her well-lucubrated sex. The contact with her engorged clit and anticipation of more made her shudder. In one seamless movement, his fingers reached her entrance and pushed through with no resistance. She stifled a moan as at least two fingers buried deep within.

  The digits seemed to find a connection direct to her heart and tugged at her emotions. A button short-circuited her brain. A switch catapulted her to the next level of arousal.

  His tongue circled her lips and then dove into her mouth as his fingers claimed her. They curled inside and brought her to the height of ecstasy. He knew exactly what he was doing and wasted no time in taking her there.

  She fell apart under his touch.

  He took control and stifled her moans with his kisses as she came.

  When she calmed down enough to be conscious of the world around her, she realized she still held Nic's hard rod.

  She opened her eyes. Nic's face was so close to hers that she couldn't see anything else. She pushed him on to his back again and straddled him. His fingers slipped out of her. His length between the two of them nestled in the wet folds of her sex.

  It wasn't enough.

  She wanted him inside when she came.

  "I have condoms," she said at the same time she wondered if they'd woken up their bedfellows. She glanced toward Karl, he was sleeping soundly. When she looked toward Philip, he lay on his side facing them with his eyes open.

  "Oh."

  Sensing her surprise, Nic turned too.

  "You won't need condoms to prevent pregnancy. You'll only get pregnant if you want to, Jade," Philip said.

  Embarrassed to discover Philip heard the conversation, Jade wondered exactly how long he'd been awake and how much he’d heard? She was too embarrassed to question Philip further. She figured he must know what he was talking about. Perhaps there was magic godly contraceptive in this room.

  She was also still turned on, and she was aware of Nic's arousal too. Philip hadn't asked them to stop. He'd as good as told them to carry on. She looked down, focusing on Nic.

  "It's not just pregnancies," she said. "I've been tested for everything, and I'm all clear."

  "I am too." Nic voice was quiet, deep, and strained with arousal. His hands rested on her thighs.

  She raised her ass and put her hand down between them to help guide his cock to exactly the right position before lowering herself on to it.

  She was so ready for this that it entered easily hitting all the right places and filling her in the most wonderful way.

  Nic's mouth fell open and his eyes shut.

  She heard Philip take a large breath, but she didn't look at him. If he wanted to watch them fine. Not that there was much to see by the dim light in the room. Their bodies were covered by the sheets from the shoulders down.

  It had been a long time since she'd been fucked, really fucked. And she wanted this so badly. She retained a semblance of self-control with his rod sliding in and out as she rocked slowly.

  "I need you, Jade." Nic hands clamped tightly around her hips, and he thrust into her as he held her close to him. "I need."

  "What?"

  "You know. I need to come; in you or not, I need to come."

  "In me," she replied. She couldn't help glancing at Philip hoping he was right about the pregnancy. His eyes were dark with arousal, but he hadn't moved. He lay perfectly still and watched. He would've known what they were doing even though he couldn't see it.

  She looked back at Nic. His eyes were shut, so she buried her face against his neck. The smell was enough to arouse her. His scent was distinctively him. Good enough to eat. She licked his skin and sucked on it. He lost control, and she bit down on him as his pleasure sent her one step further and they came together.

  For several minutes, she stayed on top of Nic, and they held each other. His cock fell from her as it shrank and she felt the wetness there. She wondered if Nic was about to fall asleep under her, she wasn't comfortable enough to sleep on him like he was a mattress.

  She lifted up.

  Philip sat up and swung his legs around as if he was getting out of bed. "I haven't shown you the bathroom. It's through that door."

  She went to the toilet and cleaned up a little. When she returned to the bedroom, Nic was asleep, and Philip was gone. She slipped into bed and cuddled up to Nic while she drifted into a peaceful sleep.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Daylight flooded the bedchamber the next time Jade woke up. She'd started to wonder if that would ever happen. It wasn't just the wonderful sunshine that filled her with happiness, her men were safe, and they were all together again.

  "Nic's in the bathroom," Karl said as he cuddled her. "Philip was already gone when I woke up."

  "Oh." Jade couldn't account for the small sinking feeling inside.

  "I wonder if we upset Philip last night?"

  "How do you mean?" asked Karl. "He'd previously told us to sleep in his bed, and there was plenty of room. It's not as though we..." His voice trailed off. He turned his head to look Jade in the eye. The corner of his mouth edged upward. "You and Nic?"

  She nodded. "You were asleep. We had sex beside you. Philip woke up and saw us, and we carried on. I'm embarrassed about it now."

  Karl looked around as if to check they were alone. "I don't think that would annoy him. He'd say if he wasn't happy. I'd guess he might've wanted to join in, Jade, didn't you invite him to?" She shook her head. "He doesn't seem the type to just jump on you."

  "He's not." Jade was sure of that.

  Just then the door opened, and Philip walked in. He wore modern casual clothes, light blue, low-slung, denim jeans hung about his hips. Low enough to show his little tattoo, thoughtfully placed to draw a person's eye to his crotch. A cropped baby blue T-shirt was just short enough for the morning light to glint off the metal of his tummy button piercing. As a man with a perfectly flat stomach, he certainly knew how to make the best of his physique when he wore twenty-first-century clothes. He was exactly the sort of man that Jade would look at more than twice.

  "Good morning. It's already hot out there." Philip wiped his brow.

  "Good morning." Jade and Karl agreed.

  Everything in the room seemed a little brighter and warmer once Philip entered. His mere presence raised Jade's spirits.

  "I don't know what to tell you first, the good news, some other good news, or the best news," Philip looked about the room. "Is Nic still with us?"

  "Yes, he's in the bathroom," Jade answered.

  "Let's hold the news, until he's out. I don't need to ask about your work in the Labyrinth, Karl. I met with Hephaestus, and we've talked for hours." Philip pointed looked at Jade when he
added. "His wife, Aphrodite, stopped by too."

  Whatever was that about? Jade didn't ask because just then, Nic stepped out of the bathroom wrapped only in a white bath towel around his hips. When everyone looked at him, he said, "I've noticed the short skirt is all the fashion for men in this part of the world."

  "You wear it well," Philip chuckled. "There's a dressing room through there. Help yourselves to any of my clothes. I can recommend the little white dresses. They're cool and comfortable."

  "I can't imagine Karl in a dress," Jade said. "And I believe they aren't called dresses but chiltons."

  Good news could wait, Jade needed to freshen up. She had no reason to hide her body in front of these men. Philip was an ancient Greek and immortal he'd seen plenty of naked women before, and it obviously didn't mean the same thing where he was from. She slipped from the bed and walked into the bathroom. "You can join me for a shower if you want," she said over her shoulder to Karl.

  He jumped out of bed and was at her side before she was through the door.

  Staying in the hotel in Beaumont, they'd gotten used to sharing the bathroom at the same time. Karl removed his underwear while Jade turned on the shower. There was plenty of space for two in the room under the refreshing spray of water.

  "I never did find out what exactly your work involved in the Labyrinth. And can I just pause here to say, your dad is fucking Hephaestus! How amazing is that? Sorry for the language but, you know, it is a big thing. He's a big guy in the world of gods."

  "You've heard of him?"

  "Yeah."

  "Well, I wish I'd had a heads up I didn't know anything. It turned out Philip recognized we were part of his family as soon as he met us. Apparently, gods can sense when people are part of the same family, and that's how he knew we were demigods. He just didn't tell us the details about which god we were actually related to. If he had, I could have found out about him before meeting him."

  "Did you learn anything while you were gone? Like, about magical abilities?"

  "I'm not sure. It was a lot to take in. Some huge giants, I hesitate to call them people, I'm not sure what they were, carried iron doors through the tunnels. Hephaestus decided where to fit them. We just watched. It was hardly magical but more surreal if you ask me."

  "Metal doors in the tunnels?" Jade wondered if she were picturing this correctly.

  "It doesn't seem as if a few doors in those tunnels will be enough to stop a revolution. They didn't even have locks on them. Anyway, we spent time with Hephaestus. Philip had told us that we might not have any powers, gifts I think he called them. But he also said that our gifts would be stronger when we're together with people important to us, our family if that makes sense to you because I'm not sure any of it does to me. Honestly, if you told me it was all a hoax for a TV show that would be more believable."

  "And, did you find your strong gifts?" Jade cocked her head to one side.

  "Well, we just followed the god around tunnels, but he seemed pleased, so I'm not sure."

  There was a solid block of soap and a variety of pretty bottles within reach of the shower. They talked more. At first, the couple mostly concentrated on cleaning up rather than getting dirty in the bathroom. They hardly touched each other, except to soap each other's backs, at first.

  Every time they made contact, it was like being touched by something charged with electricity, and now Jade was sure it was something to do with Karl's mythical heritage. She didn't know why she felt sparks, but she did.

  When he stood behind her and worked on her neck, shoulders and down her spine with his soapy hands, he had to press her palms against the shower wall and plant her feet firmly apart in order to ground herself. It felt too good.

  He did it again, this time with an oil that must have been in one of the bottles.

  She arched her back on his descent, begging for more of his touch. When he swept back up her body to her shoulders, her sex ached for his touch as well. His hands had gone nowhere near where she would have liked that time.

  "Again." She wasn't sure if he heard her whisper over the noise of the cascading water.

  His fingers moved once again down her spine, slowly massaging around each vertebrae until he'd reach the tailbone. His palms and fingers wrapped around the globes of her ass while his thumbs slipped between her crack, prizing it apart as he moved lower.

  She gasped as his thumbs slipped over her asshole, bringing intimate stimulation to this most private place.

  Acting on instinct and need she bent forward to ease his access. But to where? Her pussy was wet and longing for him, but she'd also appeared to be offering her ass.

  He got down on his knees behind her, and she felt his nose, lips, and tongue burrow into the cleft between her cheeks. Several long, drawn-out licks of his tongue swept from one end to the other before pushing and lapping at the puckered entrance. Her pussy pulsed and dribbled in reaction to his oral work.

  "Please." She moaned, unsure of what she was even asking for.

  A hand slipped between her thighs and tentatively stroked her labia, up and around her swollen clit but avoiding direct contact.

  She groaned with frustration. "I need." She couldn't say what.

  He knew. One, two, fingers pushed into her dripping wet channel. That was exactly what she needed while his tongue tantalized her ass with probing intimate licks.

  His fingers abruptly left her body leaving her pussy empty and her clit still swollen and needy.

  Unsure if he heard any of her whispered comments she said, "Fuck me."

  His tongue that had pushed into her also withdrew only to be replaced by a finger, and then two. Although he'd opened and whetted her ass with his tongue, he must have coated his fingers with oil as they slipped in so easily and they felt so good. Both of her hands were against the wall to give her support, or she'd surely fall.

  She was so close to orgasm. If he'd only touch her clit.

  He did.

  "You want to come?" He growled, the question, or was it a statement? "I’m going to make you feel so good."

  With fingers fucking her ass, he reached around and stroked her sensitive bud.

  So.

  Fucking.

  Gently.

  She tried to stay still to make it easy for him, but her body jerked.

  A tsunami of wanton abandonment washed through her core.

  Her vision blurred. She twitched and writhed.

  Jade completely lost control as she screamed out, "Yes!"

  He held her tightly keeping her secure through her climax until she calmed a little.

  He stood up behind her and bent to embrace her. Kissing the back of her neck. His chest against her back, a hand above her stomach the other hand on her mound and again his fingers resting either side of her clitoris.

  His hard cock was pressed up against her, and she felt it rub against her buttocks as he moved.

  "Fuck me!" She called out, so he'd definitely hear.

  Still holding her stomach, so she was secure, his other hand went to his cock, and he rubbed the cock head along the crack. "Here? Do you want it here?"

  Her vagina flooded at the suggestion. "Yes. Fuck my ass."

  He took hold of his cock, and she felt the head rub up and down her crack. His precum mixed with the oil he'd already put there. For all she knew, he may have already stroked his own cock with an oiled hand, and that thought turned her on even more.

  He entered her slowly. She didn't doubt he'd done this before and with his experience, he made sure it didn't hurt. The sensation was strange, uncomfortable even, but there was no pain. If anything, he was too slow and careful. She wanted hard fast fucking right now because she was still in the place of having had an orgasm and needing more.

  It was an age before his length buried deep inside filling her like never before. When he was all the way in he reorganized his grip on her. He rubbed his palms over her nipples, and she almost came. If he did that one more time she would; he didn't.

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bsp; "You like having my cock in your ass." He teased her with dirty words.

  "Yes." Her word, more a breathless gasp.

  "Nic likes this too," Karl said.

  Oh my fucking god.

  The words affected her as if sound itself could tug on her clit. She’d seen the guys touch each other and suck each other's dicks while all three of them played together, but she hadn’t known how far they go.

  "I’d have liked to watch him fuck you last night. Would you have liked a bigger audience watching you? An audience of men with our dicks in our hands."

  "Oh, fuck. Yes." The mental images he conjured with his dirty talk ramped up the erotic.

  He settled his hands on her breasts in a secure hold and teasing her nipples as they fell through his fingers.

  "Oh, fuck." She was on her way to another orgasm. He didn't have to do anything else, but he did. He thrust his dick in and out of her ass and squeezed her nipples between his fingers.

  And she came. More than once. Over and over.

  Karl was muttering to himself, but she lost the ability to comprehend language as she turned to jelly. He pulled out and moments later warm thick cream coated her ass.

  They held still together under the water for a minute before he washed away his semen.

  She turned to face him and cuddled up to him, her face pressed against his wet chest.

  "You’re insatiable, aren’t you? And I’m not complaining, I like it. I’m glad Nic’s around to help keep you satisfied."

  She smiled to herself. She was so lucky finding these guys.

  "So long as you want me to fuck all your sweet holes. I’m not going to want anyone else, Jade."

  That was not what she wanted to hear. She pulled away to look at him. "I hope you still want Nic too because I want to watch that."

  Karl smirked. "Did you want to watch or be involved? Because I rather like threesomes and it’s hot when either you or Nic are the center of attention." He winked.

  His words made her head spin with the many permutations.