“Not at all.” Penelope smiled. “In fact, I feel more energized than ever. My sisters make sure to help out with everything, so I don’t tire myself out.”

  “I love that they take care of you,” I said. “It must be hard being the only pregnant one.”

  “I’m not so sure about that,” she said coyly, and my mind began to race.

  “Oh?” I asked. “Is there something I should know?”

  “Nothing for certain.” Penelope shrugged. “I did notice that Aleia has a darker purple hue to her wings than normal. Fairies’ wings do change when they’re expecting little ones.”

  I grinned from ear to ear at the thought of Aleia carrying my child. It would be an adorable little fairy baby, and she would make such a loving mother.

  The thoughts of fatherhood soon left my mind, though, as Penelope slowly rose to her feet, and the blanket fell to the ground. For a moment, I was speechless as I took in the naiad’s body.

  Her curves were so perfect they could have been carved from marble, and her blonde hair fell over her breasts in decadent waves.

  Then she stepped toward me, and I snaked my hands around the perfect curve of her hips.

  “You’re gorgeous,” I whispered.

  “Thank you, master,” she breathed, and I pulled her in hungrily for a kiss.

  The naiad’s tongue tasted as sweet as honey, and I ran my hands down to cup her firm ass as she gave a soft moan.

  “My lord,” Penelope said softly as we broke apart. “Would it be okay if we perhaps went down to the garden? It makes me so happy, and I would love to worship you there.”

  “Of course.” I smiled. “Your wish is my command.”

  She giggled as I took her hand and hurried her out into the night air. The rain had eased up, and the sky in her dream was a deep navy blue.

  We strolled across the grounds, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off her body as she walked. My cock was already rock-hard, and every glance down at her figure made me feel even hotter.

  When we reached the garden, Penelope led me over to a spot beside the ivy-covered wall. There was a large patch of grass amongst the flowers, and she stepped into the little clearing with a smile.

  “My lord,” she whispered. “I have thought about worshipping you all day.”

  “I’m glad to hear it,” I replied with a grin. “I already have plans for you this evening. I’m going to touch every inch of your body until you can’t stop moaning and trembling.”

  “Oh, master,” Penelope shivered. “Please, I need to touch you.”

  “I need to touch you first,” I said, and I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into another deep kiss.

  As our bodies pressed against each other, I grabbed a handful of her large breasts. Then I gently played with her nipple and began to kiss down on her neck beside her ear.

  “Oh,” she breathed. “That feels so good, master.”

  “You’re such a good priestess,” I whispered.

  I ran my other hand down her soft belly and to her mound, and then I gently stroked my fingertips over her warm pussy lips. They were already moist, and I grinned as I teasingly pressed a finger into her folds.

  “You’re already soaked,” I murmured. “You really do love to worship me, don’t you?”

  Before she replied, I plunged another finger into her tunnel, and she let out a gasp.

  “Master,” she breathed, and I began to pump my fingers in and out of her warm hole.

  Penelope whimpered and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, and I slowly moved her backward until her back was up against the garden wall. Then I rubbed my thumb over her clit, and the naiad moaned as I pleasured her. My erection was begging to be inside her, but I wanted to watch her cum first, and I sped up the pace of my thumb and moved in small circles over her clit again and again until she began to breathe faster.

  “Ohhh, master,” Penelope cried. “Thank you, thank you for taking such good care of meee.”

  Her flushed cheeks and closed eyes told me she was about to climax, and I stooped down to suck on her nipples as I moved my fingers as fast as I could. Then Penelope suddenly shuddered against me, and her soaked pussy clenched around my fingers.

  “My lord!” she wailed. “I feel amazing.”

  “Good, I wanted you to cum for me.” I grinned and slid my fingers from her slick tunnel. “It’s so fucking hot watching you squirm. Now, get on your knees.”

  Penelope knelt down in front of me and licked her lips as she reached out for my rock hard cock.

  “No hands,” I ordered. “I want you to worship me with only your mouth.”

  “Yes, my lord.” The naiad nodded obediently, and I brought my erection right to her soft lips.

  She stuck out her tongue and flicked it over the head of my cock, and I groaned as she planted gentle kisses on me and looked up at me with wide eyes.

  “What a good priestess,” I praised her. “If you keep being this good, then I’ll make you cum again.”

  That seemed to be all the encouragement she needed, and she slowly began to take me into her mouth.

  I felt light-headed as she lowered her full lips down on my shaft, and her warm mouth took my cock deeper inside. She began to bob up and down, and I grabbed fistfuls of her blonde hair as she sucked me off. I kept the hair out of her face and moaned with every movement, but then she went right down to the base of my cock, and I kept her head there for a moment as she used her tongue to swirl around my shaft.

  As soon as I let her do what she pleased again, she began moving her mouth faster and faster, and I was so close to climaxing, but I knew I wanted to cum on her beautiful tits.

  “Sit back,” I moaned, and she slowly slid backward right as my orgasm hit.

  Then I sprayed my load all over her blue breasts, and warmth electrified my body. As the cum dripped down her tits, I felt like I was seeing stars, and I groaned with ecstasy.

  Penelope sat on her heels and smiled up at me with her stained chest.

  “You look so fucking beautiful,” I growled. “Do you like having my seed all over you?”

  “Yes lord,” she moaned lightly. “I love being covered in your god sperm.”

  Her words made my cock twitch, and I knew I needed to fuck her before my head exploded.

  “Follow me,” I ordered. “I want you to straddle me like a good little priestess.”

  I walked over to the limestone wall and sat down with my back against it as Penelope followed me. Her hips swayed as she walked, and my cum glistened on her cerulean skin.

  She knelt down once more and swung a leg over my lap, and I grabbed her glorious tits and gave them a playful slap. Penelope gasped as her breasts bounced, and I pinched her nipples as she moaned.

  “My beautiful priestess,” I growled. “All covered in my cum. Should I let you have another orgasm?”

  “My lord,” she whined as she ground her pussy onto my thigh. “You said you would give me one?”

  “I did,” I agreed. “But I can do whatever I want, and I need you to worship me some more before I allow you to climax again.”

  My cock was once more rock-hard, and the naiad started to line up her pussy against it.

  “Please,” she whimpered. “Let me worship you.”

  Her eyes were wide as she hovered over me, and I slowly began to thrust upward to meet her. As the tip of my erection pushed into her pussy, she let out a low moan and bit her bottom lip. She looked so sexy that I wanted to keep staring at her all night, and as she began to lower herself on me, I gave her breasts another quick slap.

  “I’ll decide when I fuck you,” I growled. “I want to keep you waiting.”

  I chuckled a bit as her eyes widened, and she looked so pleadingly at me that I almost felt sorry for her.

  “Master,” she begged. “Please fuck me. I need you deep inside me.”

  “You do look amazing covered in my cum,” I said. “How deep do you want me exactly?”

  “Soooo deep,” she moaned. “I want to be filled completely with your glorious cock, and then I want you to pour every drop of your holy seed into my womb. I love the way it feels to have your warm sperm inside of me.”

  Her words made my head spin, and I slowly began to ease my cock into her tight pussy. She was so warm and wet, and my cock slipped right in as we both gasped with pleasure. As she reached the base of my shaft, she threw her head back and whimpered, and the sound sent a shiver down my spine.

  I kept my hands on her hips and began to thrust up to fuck her, and our bodies fit perfectly together. I gripped her soft blue skin tightly as we both groaned in unison, but then I started to speed up my movements, and her large tits bounced up and down as I rammed deep inside her.

  “Jack!” she gasped. “Oh, master!”

  “Do you like that?” I growled. “You have such a tight little pussy, you feel amazing.”

  “I love your cock, master,” she cried out. “Oh, my lord! Yes!”

  The naiad writhed on top of me, and her tunnel walls gripped my cock tightly. Our breathing became faster, and pleasure electrified every inch of my body. All that mattered in the world was fucking the beautiful priestess, and I grabbed onto one of her breasts as she bounced. My cum was still dripping from her chest, and the sight was almost enough to push me over the edge.

  Then I pinched her nipple hard, and she cried out toward the night sky.

  “Cum for me,” I hissed. “Cum on my cock like a devout priestess. Your lord commands you to.”

  “Ohhhh!” Penelope wailed. “Yes, master! I’m going to cum all over your huge cock!”

  Her pussy tightened, and it was all I needed to hit my second, mind-blowing climax. I filled her tunnel up with my seed and moaned as the warmth rushed over my cock. The whole world exploded with bright colors, and I clutched onto her as I caught my breath.

  “My lord,” she breathed once we both came down. “That was incredible. Thank you so much.”

  “Same to you.” I grinned as I brushed her blonde hair from her face. “Your warm little pussy is perfect, and you look so hot dripping in my cum.”

  “I like being covered in it,” she said coyly and bit her lip. “It makes me feel like I’ve worshipped you properly, and I feel so close to you.”

  I grabbed her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. Her warm lips met mine, and I could feel her breasts press up against me as I explored her mouth with my tongue.

  Several minutes later, I slowly slipped out of her, and we got to our feet in the garden.

  The naiad’s thighs glistened with cum and sweat, and I grinned as she ran a finger over her creamy chest.

  “So much seed,” she giggled. “I think you enjoyed my worship, master?”

  “Are you kidding?” I laughed. “There isn’t a strong enough word for how much I love fucking you. Those big breasts of yours were just made for my mouth.”

  “I feel amazing,” she sighed. “I love you, Jack.”

  “I love you, too,” I said softly as I admired the way her tousled blonde hair framed her blue face. “Let’s get you some rest now, you’ll need it for the next step in our quest.”

  I kissed the naiad’s cheek, and we began to wander back to the sleeping quarters. We held hands as I led her back to bed, and she sleepily climbed under the blanket.

  “Goodnight,” I whispered and tucked her in, and the naiad drifted back into her peaceful state of rest as I left her dream.

  Everyone in the convent seemed to sleep soundly that night, and the rain continued to pound against the limestone walls. Even the gnome kids didn’t stir, and the only sound was a few gentle snores from my followers.

  I remembered the wheels we needed for the carriage and focused on the large, sturdy items until I was sure they would appear at the altar. Then I kept a watchful eye on the sky as they all rested and made sure there was no trace of orange amongst the clouds.

  My dream time with Penelope had given me even more drive, and it sounded like there might be more than one of my kids to protect soon.

  Was Aleia really the one who’d gotten pregnant the other night, or was Penelope just guessing?

  I watched the sleeping fairy and noticed that there actually was a dark purple stain on her wings. It crept up from her back and made a lightning-shaped pattern over the usual lilac. I was sure it hadn’t been there before, and I glanced down at her flat belly. I figured fairy pregnancies worked differently to human ones and wondered how long it would take for her to show if she was in fact carrying my kid.

  The strawberry-blonde muttered something in her sleep, and she wrinkled her cute, freckled nose. She was truly gorgeous, and I really hoped she was pregnant, too.

  I spent the rest of the night picturing my kids running around the convent while my gorgeous priestesses drifted around in barely-there clothing. The gnomes would be great babysitters for the nights I wanted alone time with my women, and I almost wanted to visit one of their dreams again as my mind pictured them all together with me. But instead, I decided to let them sleep on and made do with reliving all the glorious times I’d shared with them when I actually had a physical form.

  That Tobias idiot really didn’t know what he was missing with god life. Although, I doubted all gods were lucky enough to have four hot priestesses who loved dirty sex.

  I chuckled to myself as I checked the convent walls again. I really had won the jackpot, and however I came to be a god, I couldn’t be more grateful. Life before this world might have been good, but nothing could compare to how incredible my life had become.

  I noticed movement on my God Vision as the sun crept into the sky, and I saw that the gnomes had begun to stir and leave their tent.

  They started to get ready for the day, and the children ran out to visit Luna and the other horses.

  I joined Elowise as she headed into the kitchen, and Wilfrim came in behind her with a yawn.

  “Morning,” I said softly so I didn’t give them a fright.

  “Good morning,” Elowise replied cheerily. “I thought I would make us some tea and then get straight to work with the carriage.”

  “Excellent,” I said. “Do you think it can be finished today?”

  “Well,” Wilfrim said. “The wheels are proving to be rather tricky, but we can always try.”

  “Perhaps check the altar,” I offered. “Maybe something of use will be there.”

  “Jack?” Elowise laughed. “Have you brought us something again?”

  “Only one way to find out,” I replied, and the gnomes hurried out into the garden to the altar.

  They both gasped as they saw what sat at the foot of the structure, and I had to admit, the wheels were even more impressive than what I had expected. They were incredibly sturdy-looking and made from iron.

  “Jack!” Wilfrim gasped as he strained to pick up one of the four wheels. “These are magnificent.”

  “Thank you, Jack.” Elowise nodded. “This is just another display of why we choose you to worship.”

  “Now get yourself some tea,” I laughed. “You’ve got a long day ahead.”

  The gnomes hurried off to get to work in the kitchen, and I checked back in with my priestesses just as they were getting up.

  “Good morning,” I said. “I hope you all slept well.”

  “Like a baby.” Aleia smiled as she stretched, and I glanced at her changing wings.

  The women happily chattered as they got dressed in their robes and made their way outside into the convent grounds. It was slightly brighter than the day before, but the clouds were still an ominous gray.

  “At least the sky isn’t orange yet,” Nicola sighed.

  The priestesses made their way over to Balabar, and my phantom jaw fell open as I took in the progress he had made.

  The carriage looked almost complete, and the only thing missing was the seating inside and the four wheels. It was all made from the same deep-brown wood and looked big enough to hold all my followers if they squeezed in. Balabar had even brought over the reins for the horses and laid them beside the carriage.

  “Balabar!” I said. “This is amazing.”

  “Oh,” the gnome mumbled as he glanced up at the women. “Thank you, Jack. I’m quite pleased with it.”

  “You should be,” Aleia gasped. “It looks wonderful!”

  She ran her hand over the side of the carriage and traced a swirling pattern with her finger.

  The four new wheels and axles sat beside Balabar, and the women gasped as they stared down at the items.

  “Where did these come from?” Penelope asked. “Jack?”

  “I helped a little,” I chuckled, and the naiad clapped her hands.

  “Having a bit of trouble with them actually,” Balabar said. “The axles are simple enough to attach, but for the wheels to get in properly, I need to raise the carriage up a bit.”

  “Like this?” Aleia asked.

  Then she fluttered up to the top of the carriage, grabbed the back side of the roof, and hauled the rear end of the vehicle a few feet off the ground.

  Balabar stared up at her with an open mouth, and I laughed at his amazement.

  “Come on!” the fairy grunted. “Even for me, this is pretty heavy!”

  Balabar hurriedly got to work installing the wheels, and Aleia picked up the front half of the carriage so he could finish. It only took a few moments for the gnome to attach the wheels securely, and the metal axles gleamed beneath the impressive structure.

  “Do you want to help out with decorating it?” I asked the fairy. “You could make a little pattern on the side maybe? Just something to mark it as our own.”

  “I would love to,” the fairy sang and did a happy little twirl in the air. “Is there anything in particular you would like me to try?”

  “I trust your artistic judgement,” I said. “We should get the weapons ready to load up, so we can leave the moment the carriage is finished.”

  “I’ll go and get them,” Celeste offered.

  “I’ll help!” Nicola said.

  “And I’ll fetch us some breakfast,” Penelope decided. “We can’t save a family on empty stomachs.”

  The women all got to work quickly and hurried off to get started with their various duties, and over the course of the morning, I made sure everyone was content and ready for action.

 

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