While Demoleon waited his turn to bathe, he lounged on my bed, reading one of the books scattered about the room. I set to cleaning up from breakfast and double-checking what food was left that they could eat. I hope that my mother will be able to come soon. They need more food. I don’t think any want to become cannibals like me.
I wasn’t sure how long it would take four girls to bathe. Probably best I do not focus on it. Because the more I thought about it, the more I imagined Melite and Europa’s naked bodies with droplets of water slipping slowly over the curves I’ve come to know and enjoy.
I knew I’d been thinking about it too much when my mind conjured up images of Andromache and even Eurymedusa naked. I shook my head. Yeah, my mind had drifted too far. Demoleon groaned on the bed. “How long does it take to ba
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What in the name of all the Gods just happened? Blinked, looking down at Eurymedusa’s face. She looked just as confused as me, yet she’s the one that kissed me. “What’s wrong with me?” she muttered, taking a step away from me. “That’s a good question.” I sighed.This woman was crazy. Apparently, that was the wrong thing, or right thing, to say as she hit me in the stomach before pulling me back down for another kiss. I’ve read stories about women whose personalities seemed to switch between kind and mean. Most books seemed to agree that women are a temperamental gender.And Eurymedusa was the most temperamental woman I’ve ever met. Not that I have met many women, but that’s not the point. I don’t know if I should push her away or pull her closer. I know that she’s got me very confused
Awkward. Yes, that is the word of the day. I woke up to find Demoleon watching me sleep. I startled and scrambled away with a groan as my horns hit the wall. “Hades… what the fuck? Why are you watching me sleep?” I demanded, sitting up rubbing my hand over my muzzle.“Debating how to wake you up. I need to piss.” he chuckled. I grumbled and got to my feet. “Fine. Follow me.” I sighed, leading him to the bath. Things only got more awkward from there as I led him to the main room so he could eat. As we entered the main room, the hushed conversation stopped.I felt three sets of eyes on me, which is odd since four girls are in the room. Eurymedusa isn’t even looking at me. And each of the girls was giving me different looks. Melite was looking at me kindly though I felt a sadness… disappointment in her
Returning to the main room, there were some questioning looks from the other girls as they looked between Andromache and me. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Honestly, it isn’t like every time I’m alone with a female, I have sex with them. I am capable of just having a conversation with someone.Demoleon was sitting with Amphidocus reading a book together. At least the boy had settled in and was no longer shaking. I set down some more books since I figured I might as well bring more reading material for everyone. “Melite, could I speak with you?” I asked. “Um… yes, of course, Asterion.” she nodded, getting up fixing some wrinkles out of her dress.Taking her hand gently, I led her away from the main room. “What do you want to talk about?” she asked after we got a little further away. “I wanted to sp
Apparently, my statement caught Europa by surprise as she gasped. “I… I didn’t.” she frowned. “Yes, you did. You wanted to forget what happened. You wanted a new memory to override a bad one. And I didn’t mind. I was happy to give you a good memory. And while Eurymedusa may have used me, she still did choose that it would be me.” I shrugged.“I’m sorry. I didn’t… I didn’t mean it in that way. But I am still glad to have the memory. And I hope it won’t be the only one before I leave.” Europa smiled, nudging me with her foot. I chuckled, shaking my head. “I mean, as long as you’d be willing to be with me again.” she added quietly. “Of course, I am. Though not at this very moment.” I smiled, getting to my feet.“Come. I need to speak with
What have I gotten myself into? Trouble. Yes, that’s what I’ve gotten myself into. I should have just walked them back to the main room. Instead, I’m taking them to the area where the boys sleep. And I know what they want. I haven’t made up my mind regarding Melanie. But I did tell Europa I would still be with her. I do care for her and crave intimacy with her.As soon as we round the corner, Europa launched herself at me, kissing me. I was startled for a moment but wrapped my arms around her returning her kiss. I adjusted my hold, lifting her as I gripped her ass, pressing her into the wall. Europa moaned into the kiss, and I heard a needy gasp to our right. Vaguely remembering we aren’t alone.Europa seems to be unfazed by Melanie watching us as she starts tugging at my clothes. “I need you.” Europa breathlessly moans
“Hello, my little star.” mother smiled. “I see you’ve been keeping busy and ensuring your guests are entertained.” she added with a sparkle in her eyes. I groaned, running my hand over my face. “Mother…” I sighed, shaking my head. I had no words. I mean, what do I tell her? That yes, I was just elsewhere having sex with both of the women standing beside me, and that’s why they look this way? Yeah no. Not having that conversation with my mother.“Your… your highness.” Melanie stammers a greeting, bowing. “Hello, ma’am.” Europa nodded. “Europa.” mother nodded. “And you must be Melanie. You were just sent in today. Making friends with my son already.” she smiled. Melanie gulped, blushing. “Um… yes, ma’am.” Melanie nodded.
With Melite, Melanie, and Europa doing the washing, I left Eurymedusa, Demoleon, and Amphidocus in the main room, reading the books already on hand. “This way.” I nodded for Hesione and Andromache to follow me as I led them to the area I use to store my books. “It’s not much of a library, but for what you’ve had to work with, you’ve made good use of the space.” Hesione commented as she started looking through the books I have.“Certainly more books that my father has in his study.” Andromache commented, kneeling to start going through the books as well. “Well, there’s not much for me to do down here, so my mother has tried her best to ensure I have as much reading material as possible.” I shrugged, finding a spot to sit.I smiled, leaning my head back against the wall as I watched the
“Asterion? Could you take Amphidocus and me back to where we sleep?” Demoleon asked. “Everything okay?” I asked. “Yes, just a little crowded. I mean, with the nine of us plus you, this room is getting cramped.” he shrugged from the corner he’d managed to sit. Looking around the room, I could see his point. This main room was not meant to hold this many people.“Of course, I can understand. After all, this room was only meant for me to live in.” I nodded, moving Europa from my lap where she’d been lounging reading. “Hey, I was comfy.” she pouted. “I’m sure you were. But I need to take the boys to their area so they can be comfy too.” I teased. She rolled her eyes, settling back into the spot I vacated.“Come on then, boys.” I nodded my head as I headed out
It was a long distance between the labyrinth and Lappa, but I managed to make the trip in half a day with my running and desire to see Melite and our son. I let out a breath as I reached the top of a hill and looked below to the small farm. I saw my son pushing a blow through a field, his ivory fur reflected the sun, and I could see the hints of his mother’s honey blonde in his mane.He has grown to be a strong young man. I smiled proudly to see how the fussy baby taken from me almost sixteen years ago had grown so well. My attention was pulled from my son as the door to the house opened, and Melite stepped out. She was still as beautiful as the first day I met her. Her hair piled up, showing her slender neck, a bright smile on her face that reached her beautiful blue eyes as she called out to our son.“Teskos! Come eat, my little star!” she s
You know how my story ends. It’s the only thing history, or rather mythology, writes about me. I was killed in my labyrinth by the ‘hero,’ and I will use that term loosely, Theseus, sixteen years after the first festival was held. I scoffed as I sat here in the darkness of the afterlife. “So this is what the Fates had planned for me? I would live to the age of thirty-two and die because the people of Athens sent a ringer to kill me and stop the octennial festival.I can’t blame them, of course. Who in their right mind would want to send fourteen of your noble youths to their deaths because some King was pissed about their son dying. So I don’t blame them for sending Theseus. He was not a noble. He also wasn’t a youth. The prick was my age and not even from Athens. But whatever. They managed to slip him into the group of tributes.
Another month had passed before my mother came again. They were both seven months into their pregnancies, and it was getting risky to move them if we waited much longer. “Will you be taking them both?” I asked as I sat between Melite and Europa on the bed. Both girls leaned closer to me, hugging my arms.“I can’t sneak two very pregnant women out at the moment. But I have a safe place secured in Milos. They will take good care of whichever girl goes and their child.” my mother assured. “So who shall leave?” she looked between Europa and Melite. Melite tightening her hold on my arm. “I want to stay with Asterion.” she sniffled.Europa sniffled. “So do I. But… I… alright, I’ll go.” she conceded. “Then gather your things and say goodbye.” my mother nodded ready
Now that we knew at least three of the girls were expecting, you’d have thought it would change things. But it hadn’t. At least not really. Our day-to-day routines remained the same. The only real difference was that the girls went to the bath more often and ate more than before. I was trying to be as attentive as I could and see to their needs.Which wasn’t too difficult, even when their needs seemed to be more carnal. I hadn’t realized pregnancy made women more aroused. But I wasn’t going to complain about that. Even as the weeks passed and the other girls started to have the same symptoms. Satisfying seven women were draining, but again I don’t think I should complain. I care for each of them, and the fact they are carrying my children somehow made them more attractive.It's been two months since my mother last was able to
“I think the last time was the last time.” for someone who had said the first time we had said would also be the last, she was more forceful in making her desires clear. Shifting her weight in my lap to rub her sex along my hardened length. “Eurymedusa…” I groaned. “Asterion…” my name came out as a breathy moan from her lips. I teased as I pinched her nipples.“Woman’s prerogative to change her mind. Now less talking and more…” she moaned as she rocked her hips, causing my tip to push through her folds. “More?” I ask, clenching my jaw because I thrust deeper, but I want her to say it. “Less talking about more fucking.” she insisted, hips wiggling, trying to take me deeper. That was enough confirmation for me as I gripped her hips, thrusting fully into her core.
“Mother…” I blink, trying to get up, wanting to greet her. To apologize to her for what I did. For what I put her through. “Asterion!” a chorus of voices shout my name as Demoleon, Amphidocus, and even Porphyrion rush to try and keep me from getting up. “No, moving.” Eurymedusa commands as she and the girls all watch me with worried looks. Shit, even Eurymedusa is worried. This doesn’t bode well.“Oh, my little star. Please don’t injure yourself further.” mother sighed softly as she hefted two large baskets into the room. “Oh, your highness, let us take those.” Andromache and Hesione hurried to take the baskets from her. “We didn’t expect you. With… what happened….” Melite bowed her head in greeting.I could tell Melite was uncomfortable. All of
I held Minos’ glare with one of my own. I know he’s angry about his son. But I don’t care. His son shouldn’t have dared enter my domain. He shouldn’t have dared to try and rape Periboea. He shouldn’t have raped Porphyrion. He shouldn’t have struck the boy either. He deserved what he got.I didn’t try to fight as his guards rushed and started throwing ropes to hold me, trying to force me. I could see the pain in my mother’s eyes, and it tore at my heart. I’ve hurt her. I will never forgive myself for causing her pain. And I know watching what is happening to me was causing her pain.I let out a loud bellow, startling everyone. The guards lost their grip on the ropes as I shook them off. I can’t speak and tell Minos exactly what I think. I won’t let him know I’m smarter than I app
I had assumed she’d want to greet him after what he did for her. “We will be back shortly.” I nodded to the others as I grabbed my ax. “We’ll have breakfast ready. Can you get the others on your way back?” Andromache nodded, already moving to start on breakfast. “Yes. After Porphyrion has settled in, I’ll see about putting up those markers so everyone can move freely and safely without needing me.” I nodded, heading for the entrance.Periboea hurried to keep up with me as we made our way through the twists and turns. I came to a sudden stop, Periboea crashing into my back. “Asterion?” she questioned. “Shh... he’s not alone.” I whispered, shoving her back around the corner. Her brow furrowed as she cocked her head, trying to hear what I did. I could hear more than one set of footfalls. One set was shuffled, timid. That would
I don’t know if I should feel awkward or not about this whole situation. They did walk in on us having sex. I don’t even know how long they were standing there. Did they only walk up as we climaxed? Or had they been standing there for some time watching like how Melanie watched Europa and me, though I knew in advance she was going to watch us.Melite at least took it with grace and made sure that Periboea didn’t feel bad or like she did something wrong by sleeping with me. And now I was left standing here with Andromache. The realization that she and Hesione are the only maidens I haven’t been intimate with settling in my mind.Do I want to have sex with either of them? I glanced over at Andromache. Her brown curls are a frizzy mess that she’d try to keep contained between a braid and had a handkerchief over the top of