by Noah Layton
‘In this house?’
‘I am unsure. Perhaps. With all of these people it is becoming difficult to determine.’
James gulped and looked around.
Another goddess? I just came here to chill out and have some fun, and now we’re onto another rescue mission… But three sexy goddesses to hang out with? Hell, my appetite lately has been as insatiable as there’s, and it doesn’t show any signs of slowing up. What the hell is wrong with three girls in my bed, anyway, along with even more powers?
‘All right,’ James continued, ‘Let’s keep our eyes open. She could be anywhere.’
Moving into the house, James led the girls past drinkers and laughers and smokers, the three of them becoming just another piece of the backdrop save for the occasional frat guys leering their way. James didn’t mind save for the ones who tried idiotically to lay a hand on them; it only took a grab of one guy’s leering forearm as they attempted to grab Arifa’s ass to warn the rest of them. A second after James’s fingers gripped him, he yelped out at the borderline sensation of his arm almost breaking before James let up, but not before giving him an intimidating look straight in the eyes.
He backed off in a second, and for the first time James realised just how protective he was over his goddesses. It wasn’t just a case of making sure they didn’t do something stupid in public that could get them into trouble.
It was care… Actual real care for them. Something beyond the sex and lust and relentless fucking that they indulged in whenever they got the chance.
Heading into the kitchen with them close by, James spotted Jake and Lauri on the adjacent side of the centre island.
Probably best that I go talk to them for a minute without the girls instead of showing up with my arms around them like some arrogant asshole.
Before he could even tell the girls, he turned to find them both looking down at the drinks table with complete fascination.
‘I’ve never seen anything like it…’ Elena said. ‘Look at this… Cherry Schnapps.’
Arifa in turn picked up a bottle of something and showed it to Elena when another drunk asshole showed up, putting his arm around Elena uninvited.
‘What’s your major?’ He asked, James wondering if a more asshole-ish line was possible. He was about to move in when Arifa grabbed the fingers on his intruding hand and bent two of them back farther than they were supposed to go, releasing a pathetic squeal from the guy.
‘Are you done?’ She said sarcastically. The guy released a whimpering nod before she released him and he staggered off.
James scoffed to himself, shaking his head. They don’t need my help in the slightest to look after themselves.
Crossing the kitchen he tapped Jake and Lauri on the shoulders, wrapping his arms around both of them.
‘There you are!’
Lauri gave him a sharp jab on the arm while Jake handed him a freshly uncapped beer at the ready.
‘Where the hell have you been?’ Jake said. ‘Looks like you’ve spent the last few days filling yourself with steroids… Or cooking oil.’
‘Just needed some time off,’ James said, only half-lying. ‘Keeping up with coursework has been a little stressful lately. It was good to have a little time to catch up.’
‘People were pretty freaked out by that little meltdown in the lecture hall,’ Lauri commented.
‘Like I said, just stress. After that I realised that I needed to go lie down for a while.’
‘Well, you’re here now,’ Jake said. ‘And look, I hope what happened at the party the other night didn’t get you down too much.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘With Helen and that guy.’
‘Oh…’ James said, thinking back to it. ‘Yeah… No, don’t worry about that. I’m over it.’
‘You sure? You have been pining over that girl for practically your entire life.’
‘Yeah, I’m good.’
Out of all the things that James had said so far, that one wasn’t a lie. He genuinely hadn’t thought about Helen since opening the locket, which was the most ironic thing of all considering she was the reason that he had bought the locket in the first place.
‘You sure you’re good with it?’ Lauri said.
‘Yeah, why?’
‘Because she’s eye-fucking you like crazy right now.’
James looked at her confusedly. She raised an eyebrow suggestively, sipping from her drink and nodding over his shoulder as if to say don’t make it obvious.
As casually as he possibly could, James took a drink from his beer and turned, surveying the room. He caught sight of Elena and Arifa, caught in conversation with two other girls, all four of them laughing hysterically at something.
Just because they’ve been locked away for years doesn’t mean they can’t be charming, particularly when they look like that.
Turning about the room, he finally set eyes on Helen. She was wearing a dress even more stunning than the one from the other night, but that wasn’t the main difference that stood out; it was her eyes. She looked back at him intensely, biting her lip until realising that they had been caught in a stare for more than half a second. She smiled uncontrollably, looking away sharply and pushing her hair behind her ear.
‘Think you might be right,’ James said, breathing deeply as he turned back to them.
‘So get in there, man,’ Jake laughed. ‘What are you waiting for?’
‘I don’t know,’ James sighed.
‘Did you come with somebody else?’ Lauri asked. ‘Is that why you’re still so… Reluctant?’
Just as James was on the verge of replying he felt a tap on his shoulder. Expecting to see one of the girls, or both of them, he quickly tried to form a believable reason for why he had come with the two hottest girls at the party, but instead he found himself face to face with neither Elena or Arifa.
‘Hi, you.’
It was Helen. No less than a few seconds later she had crossed to him.
‘Hey.’
‘It’s good to see you seeing as I didn’t get a chance the other night.’
‘You too.’
‘Did you… Maybe wanna dance?’
Even if he was engaged in bigger and better things now just a few days later, even if he had been filled with confidence and had spent his time laying the two sexiest girls in the city, the girl who had filled a lot of his thoughts for the past few years asking him to dance still threw him out of check.
‘Uhh…’ Souls of gods literally inside of me and I’m still hesitating like this. ‘Yeah, sure. I’ll meet you in there in a second.’
‘Okay,’ she smiled, turning slowly and walking away.
‘She’s still looking at you over her shoulder…’ Jake whispered as James returned to him. ‘I don’t know what happened that changed her tune but you can’t waste this man. Go for it.’
‘I don’t even know how to dance,’ James smiled, shaking his head. ‘What the hell am I doing?’
‘It doesn’t matter,’ Lauri said, ‘Just pretend like you do and make a joke out of it if it goes wrong. Girls don’t care if you’re a bad dancer, as long as you act confident and self-deprecate.’
‘Forever the voice of reason,’ Jake grinned.
‘All right,’ James said, ‘once again; hold my beer.’
Jake only laughed and shook his head in return as James took a deep breath and set off through the party to the living room. He glanced over at the girls in the process, wondering if they would even pay him any attention, but they both knew he was on the move. They raised their glasses and smiled, while Elena lightly shook her head to indicate that she still hadn’t figured out the location of the new goddess.
They had seen everything, and James knew it, but they didn’t care – true, he was their master, but that only half-played into it. They were loyal to him, and in their cultures and minds it didn’t matter if he briefly went off with another girl.
But Helen wasn’t the girl that he was going off with. She
was somewhere on the dance floor, waiting to be found, but on his way over the greatest and most welcome distraction of his entire life appeared.
The girl was leaning against a doorframe into the hallway that led up to the stairs. Blonde hair so bright that it was teetering on bleached fell down upon her shoulders, but the beautiful face that it framed with pouted red lips and intense eyes was a distant second to her body. To say she was wearing clothes was a stretch, just like the material that was pulled over her curves. James could only describe it as a laced pink bra attempting to masquerade as a blouse holding in her enormous chest, which displaced a generous amount of cleavage that was almost impossible to ignore. Her back was arched out from the doorway, not out of effort but because her ass was so round that it pushed her body away from the door right up to her shoulders. Her lower half was masked only by a pair of black denim hot pants verging on underwear.
More than one guy further down the hallway kept shooting glances at her, but she only had eyes for James, who couldn’t drag his gaze from her.
Two pathways… This is like some parable my grandpa used to talk about.
The girl said nothing – she only nodded her head slightly to her left, indicating for James to follow her as her eyes darted up and down his muscular body sharply.
James looked back in the direction of the living room, where Helen was waiting for him. The girl who he had been pining over for years… But then something within his mind had changed. An epiphany struck him in a second, mainly led by his dick, but that was besides the point.
He had nothing against Helen, why should he? But here was this girl, overwhelmingly sexy and literally wanting him to go somewhere private.
There was no way he was going to turn it down.
Taking a step towards the girl, she set off down the hallway to the stairs, turning the heads of every guy she passed like turnstiles. Her behind waved from side to side rhythmically, leading him on like a carrot on a stick.
Is it her? James thought, unable to take his eyes off her as she stepped onto the stairs ahead of him, leading him on. Is she the other goddess that Elena was sensing? I came out for a good night but I didn’t know it would be this good…
There wasn’t a single inhibition in his mind as he followed the girl up the stairs and into the low light of the first floor. A few doors to bedrooms were closed, panting and moaning behind them indicating that they had the exact same things on their minds as James did, but one at the end of the corridor sat open.
And on the threshold to the bedroom, his would-be goddess was awaiting him, sliding a finger into the strap of her bra-top.
She disappeared into the room, in her final moment of visibility turning over her shoulder to look at him and curling her index finger at him, beckoning him to join her.
James reached the room and followed her inside. He looked about in the darkness of the room, lit only by the flicker of a streetlight through the branches of a tree outside, and failed to see the girl anywhere.
Then the door clicked shut behind him.
James spun on his heel to see the girl standing there, facing him. Without a word she pulled off her clothes, sliding out of them as if she had done it a thousand times, and sending James’s jaw falling for the fiftieth time that week. Her body was unbelievable, her huge, round breasts bouncing with the slightest movement she made.
She has to be the goddess…
They hadn’t exchanged a word yet, but James’s mind had frozen up entirely, solidifying completely as she walked towards him and pushed him back onto the bed. In seconds she had pulled down his jeans, revealing his throbbing hardness which she ran her mouth up to ravenously and took him into her mouth immediately, lapping at the base of his shaft with her tongue.
James’s mouth fell open at the hotness of it as she satisfied him, moaning lavishly as she ran her fingers between her legs, readying herself. She took him only for seconds before crawling up his body and positioning herself above his length, doing all the work as she guided herself down onto him.
James groaned out uncontrollably as she began to ride him, running a hand up his body before sliding her fingers into his hair. She tilted his head back, lowering her body and smothering his face with her soft, huge tits, driving him wild.
Not a single thought ran through James’s head as she pleasured him, he needing to do nothing except for the sake of his own indulgence as he ran his hands over her body, feeling every firm, tight, slender curve of her figure.
‘Funny,’ she suddenly said, panting as she sat up, continuing to take him. ‘I never thought it’d be so easy to get to you.’
‘What does that mean?’ James said, pausing.
‘I would have thought getting to a human with the god’s souls within him would be more difficult. Manipulating human men really hasn’t changed in a hundred years, has it?’
What the fuck…?
The girl’s eyes suddenly flamed purple, her mouth opening too wide into a monstrous grin.
‘Oh, shit…!’
‘James? Are you up here?’
Everything happened at once. The door opened, Helen walking in to see James still inside this evil seductress. Her eyes went wide in shock, not because of James fucking somebody else, but because of the sight of the terrifying face that stared back at her.
‘Helen!’ James yelled. ‘Run!’
The figure atop him suddenly turned to look back at him, before a sharp pain ran through his body, and his consciousness vanished completely.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Face to Face
No body, no mind, no physical form in the slightest. James floated through nothingness, only a pair of eyes gazing out over total darkness.
In the distance a bright light sparked, small at first, before exploding outwards and creating an entire universe that James could look down upon. Hundreds of planets and worlds laid before him, all vastly different in color and environment. One moment he was surveying them all in a single sweep the way God could look down upon the universe, the next he was soaring across mountains and forests, across tundras and tropical reaches.
These were the worlds of the goddesses, the hundreds of planets that all existed in their own private dimensions. All were alone in their own isolated universes, and here he was bringing them all together, laying his eyes upon them in one fell swoop.
Suddenly his ability to fly gave out and he descended to the ground of a barren, flat planet, coated in nothing but dried, cracked dirt. He felt his body return to him, his bare feet touching down upon the hard ground. Looking down, James found himself wearing nothing but his jeans and a white t-shirt.
Looking around himself he found nothing, before placing his hands on his hips and thinking back to his dad once again.
What the hell just happened?
James searched his thoughts, trying to remember how he had ended up here. Was this a dream? You never remembered how you landed in dreams, but usually the moment that you figured that out you would wake up.
And James wasn’t waking up.
‘James.’
He turned sharply to look behind him, the deep, gravelly voice that called his name belonging to none other than Alerian, who now stood just a few yards away.
‘What the hell happened?’ He asked. ‘I was… I was at the party, and then…’
‘We’re inside your soul, James.’
James raised his eyebrows, looking around himself at the barren wasteland.
‘This is my soul? If that’s right then I must be the emptiest most psychotic being alive.’
‘Not exactly,’ Alerian smiled. ‘You saw all of those planets when you first arrived, did you not? That’s what lurks within your soul. The hopes and the dreams and the responsibilities of a thousand different worlds, all with their own people and their own goddesses.
‘When Ascevious and I first orchestrated this consortium, I was blind to his ways. Do I regret starting what I did, even if it caused the goddesses to be locked away for decad
es and for the fact that it caused my death? Not at all. I had only the best of intentions. But the responsibility is no longer in my hands. I’m gone, and the only person who can do what needs to be done now is you.’
James dwelt on the words for a moment, biting the inside of his lip, trying as hard as he could to remember.
‘That girl at the party’ James said suddenly, his eyes going wide. ‘She was normal, she was fucking perfect, then… Then her eyes, her teeth…’
‘The only way that you are down here is if your mind has been numbed. You are lost within the confines of your own soul. And the only way that that can come about is if Ascevious has unleashed Mira.’
‘Who the hell is Mira?’
‘She is a distorted goddess, betrayed and broken. She was the only member of the consortium to support him in his descent into madness. Her ability is particularly… Terrifying. She can remove the souls from those who she has sex with…’
‘Oh, fuck…’ James muttered, running his hands through his hair. ‘So I’m, what… Stuck inside my own soul? Without a soul?’
‘Mira is loyal to Ascevious’s cause. Killing you is their intention, but that is only secondary to their number one priority.’
‘Which is…?’
‘Making Ascevious whole again by getting that final chunk of soul out of your body. That’s what they’re doing right now. That’s what they need to do in order to restore Ascevious’s powers. Then they’re going to kill you, and me in the process.’
‘You sound pretty damned relaxed about that.’
‘Whether you succeed or not is up to you. You are in command of godly powers, but I have no control over your body. It is no longer in my hands.’
James scoffed, shaking his head. ‘Y’know, Elena has this idea that there’s no such thing as fate, that we choose to act and that’s all it comes down to. Arifa thinks… Nothing. Her people are so lazy that they don’t even have opinions on such things. They just know that you’re their god, or you used to be. And if you’re a god that rules over other gods, then you’re up there at the highest authority. So what is it?’