Paragons 3

by Gideon Mills

  At the end, we both were panting and exhausted.

  7

  Cardio, the fun kind

  Fleur was on top of me after the last attempt at taking me out. Her heart was pounding from the sparring session, and so was mine. Her large breasts pressed against me, and this time I couldn’t help but react. My cock grew as I thought about her, and felt her against me.

  “Someone is happy,” she said.

  “I sure am,” I said. “You are absolutely stunning.”

  “You aren’t half bad,” she teased.

  Her lips were close to mine, I couldn’t contain myself. Kissing her, letting her body meld into mine. My hands roamed her glistening body and rested on her ass. That perfect-ten butt my hands didn’t want to leave. The kiss was hot, intense. Fleur began to move on me, in a motion that increased the erection I had. My cock was more than ready for her, but that didn’t stop her from teasing me as we kissed.

  Her body moved in the most sensual way. Getting me going. More and more. Fleur knew what she was doing; I was barely able to control myself. I wanted to be in her. To have her. Even though I knew I would, the waiting was exhilarating.

  I rolled the two of us over and took the lead on top. It was my turn to tease her. I let my johnson rub against her. Pressing fully against her dripping wet pussy. Dry humping her in the middle of the sparring area.

  Both of us were still fully clothed and rubbing against each other. The passion we had was more than anything in the world. We wanted each other in every way.

  Fleur reached up and started to take my shirt off. I stopped moving and helped her out, taking off my clothes, and then hers. Exposing her large, perky breasts with her pink nipples. Unable to stop myself, I began to play with them. Every time I saw them I had just had to touch them, feel them in my hands. Soft, luscious.

  As I did that, her hand went down to my cock and stroked it. Then she fondled my balls and teased the edge of my ass.

  It was time to retake control, no ass play for me today. I plunged my throbbing cock into her pussy and made love to her. Going slow at first, taking my time to enjoy her wetness. To feel every inch of her and fill her.

  Picking up speed, I heard her moan. Loader and loader until she shouted my name out in pure bliss. In that carnal moment of love and lust. Of becoming one being instead of two.

  After the lovemaking session, we both lay on the floor, covered in each other's fluids and happy. Making love to your soulmate was like nothing else in the world. I was blessed to have more than one. None of them better than the others.

  “You’re so damn irresistible,” I said.

  Fleur grinned. “Thank you.”

  Lying there in each other's arms, nothing else mattered. Not all the dangers in the world. Not the impending doom. Just the two of us. I wanted to stay here forever. To forget about all the troubles we were dealing with, but that just wasn’t possible.

  A buzz sounded. “If you two are done waking up the whole building, we could use you in the meeting area.”

  Fleur laughed. “I guess I was a little loud.”

  “Not loud enough,” I teased. I loved hearing her scream out in bliss. Hearing all of my loves climax, and be happy. That was something I would never tire of.

  “Guess we should dress and go see what they want,” Fleur said.

  I groaned. “Do we have to? Another round.”

  Fleur laughed and playfully punched my shoulder. “You’ll break me,” she said. “Though I wouldn’t mind going again. We have stuff to do.”

  I closed my eyes and readied myself to go about the day. Not that I really wanted to.

  “Fine.”

  We untangled and dressed. I should probably shower and change into something other than my workout clothes, but I didn’t care. Everyone already knew what we had been doing. No reason to keep them waiting for us.

  Hopefully, whatever Lola wanted was good. We needed more to go our way with Fenrir and Hera. Progress had been made, but it just wasn’t enough.

  8

  Fenrir Speaks

  In the central area, everyone else was already there and huddled around a TV. That was never a good sign. As we sat, Lola and Felicity looked at us. “You have fun?” Felicity asked.

  Fleur smiled and nodded. Felicity winked at us, and her hand went to the top of her pants. I knew she was saying that she did too. Felicity enjoyed both being part of the action, and just listening and playing with herself.

  As much as I wanted to think about Felicity playing with her fantastic pussy, I focused on the TV instead. On it was Fenrir, and he was having another one of his steady stream of press conferences.

  “He sure is doing this a lot,” Fleur said. “Growing up he used to talk about what a waste of time they were. What is he doing?”

  That was an excellent question, and none of us had the answer. Not yet at least. Fenrir stood there with his smug smile and stiff posture. Taking him in, at times, one could see the family resemblance between Fleur and the man. It was easier to discern between Fleur and her brother Finn, who was locked up after we exposed him while he’d been working with my own sister, Eris.

  On the TV, Fenrir walked to the microphone; he was at the place that Fleur and I went to when he first announced the anti-Paragon solution. His cure, or weapon against his Paragons and his own kids.

  I hadn’t asked Fleur about it, but I wondered if he was a Paragon himself. Maybe it was her mother, who Fleur never talked about. I was no geneticist, but with both Finn and Fleur being Paragons, one of the parents had to be one. At least, I thought so.

  Fenrir cleared his thought. “Many have been wondering why I’m out to remove Paragons. Painting myself in a bad light. Hurting my own family as my kids are or were Paragons. Over the last few years, I’ve done studies, both independently and with the government. That isn’t all I’ve done. I can prove that Paragons cause crime. That superheroes make supervillains possible. That the plague that is the Paragons, kills.”

  Fleur hung her head. “What’s wrong?” Felicity asked.

  “He’s about to use our mother as a reason. To justify all this, and that makes me sad.”

  Sure enough, Fenrir went on the offensive again. “My wife was killed by a Paragon, killed in the midst of a battle. A so-called hero killed her, and all in the name of protecting the city.”

  I hadn’t heard of this, and now I felt like a jerk for never asking about it. “What happened?” Athena asked. My dear sister was never one to worry about if she had the right to ask something or not.

  Fleur explained that while her mother had been out, shopping for Christmas gifts for Finn and her, a Paragon robbed a bank, and when one of the heroes at the time arrived to stop the robbery, her mother got caught in the crossfire and was killed. The police investigation confirmed it was the hero, but said it was an accident, and that there was nothing they could do.

  It was horrible to hear, and I felt for her. Losing a loved one is hard. Losing a parent at an early age was never easy. No matter how many times I’ve seen people deal with it. None come out the same.

  Reaching down, I gripped her hand, squeezing it tight, hoping she would be okay. That we could make her better. Her father using her mother’s death this way was wrong, and it was something I wouldn’t let stand.

  “We’ll get him,” Felicity said.

  “We will,” Lola added.

  On the screen, Fenrir continued to talk. We had missed some of it but would be able to go back and re-watch. Lola always recorded anything that might be remotely useful and had a bot that she created that would watch the recordings to alert her to the news.

  Lola created some of the greatest programs I had ever seen. It was a wonder that she wasn’t one of the wealthiest people in the world, like the men we were dealing with. Lola was just too kind to do what they did. Men like Fenrir had a mean streak and the tenacity to step on anyone to make a buck.

  “With the help of President Stratton,” Fenrir said. “We will be making it law for a
ll police officers and military to carry our anti-Paragon weapons. Congress has already taken the law and is reviewing it. I am confident that it will pass.”

  That was sickening to hear. “He can’t buy a bill, can he?” I asked.

  “No,” Lola said. “Sure, the President can try to get it passed, but it won’t. This is just a show, but for what end, I don’t know.”

  I had my doubts and worried that he was going to get his wish. At a minimum, the military was going to be armed with these weapons and that was a scary thought. How my dear mother was pulling this man's strings, I didn’t know, but she was.

  “Athena, have you heard from Poseidon recently?”

  “No,” Athena said. “I’ve been cut off, and he hasn’t reached out. I’m worried that Hera found out. That he is locked up, and Zeus is just letting Hera run roughshod over our home.”

  “I love how you can both say that with such serious faces,” Lola said.

  Athena gave her a confused look. “I’m the Goddess of War, and he is a God. Why wouldn’t we say that with straight faces?”

  Lola giggled. “I just can’t get used to it. For years and years, the Gods were myths. For them to be actually real, is just hard to take with a straight face.”

  Felicity laughed. “I can’t argue with that. But I find it hot.”

  Athena smirked. “You find everything hot.”

  The squirrelkin shrugged. “So what if I do.”

  I wasn’t about to add to the conversation, but Felicity finding it hot, was a turn-on for me. Not gonna lie about that. Though everything about her, Lola, and Fleur was a turn-on for me. They were gonna be the death of me, and my biggest weakness right now. I loved them and had to make sure they weren’t hurt. Hera could use that against me.

  9

  Zeke

  I stood up from the table and the TV. This was still pointless and not useful. Sure, we had the connection with Mako and Epps, but that was something we didn’t know how to take advantage of.

  “Anyone talk to Mako about this?” I asked.

  “I was going to reach out,” Athena said.

  “Good.” I didn’t want to deal with the man, but I knew it needed to be done. “You do that; I think I want to talk to one of Fleur’s contacts. See if he has heard anything in the Paragon community about Fenrir.”

  Fleur narrowed her eyes. “Who?”

  “Zeke.”

  She smiled. “That man has a man-crush on you.”

  That was something I didn’t want to hear. Man-crushes were something I would never truly comprehend. Sure, I got two dudes hanging out, drinking beers, and watching sports. Even used to understand talking about their conquests with women. That was something I used to do. Talk about all the times I fucked a girl and how tight she was. Now that was something I would never talk about. My time with my harem, strange to think of it that way, but that was sacred and never to be shared.

  “Joy.”

  The girls laughed. Even Athena, who rarely did, but she did enjoy seeing me uncomfortable.

  “I’ll go with you to keep you safe,” Lola said.

  “Me too,” Felicity added. “Zeke is a minor legend in the Paragon underground.”

  For some reason that didn’t surprise me.

  “I’ll go with Athena,” Fleur said. “Have fun with Zeke. You want me to give him a heads up you’re on your way?”

  “No,” I said. Maybe a little too quickly as that resulted in more laughter from everyone.

  I could tell that today was going to be a long day. One that I wasn’t sure I was going to make it out of.

  Going back to my room, I dressed in a pair of jeans and a shirt that had a wizard on it. I had to admit, I was a fan of the books. Wizards are cool, and kick some serious ass. Magic, in general, was fucking sweet to see. Too bad this wizard wasn’t real; he would have been a great ally.

  Felicity, Lola, and I took Fleur’s convertible, while Fleur and Athena used Athena’s car to travel to a safe location. We avoided using the hideout. Even though Lola was the best, even she wasn’t perfect, and another might get through. A man like Mako with the backing of Epps Technologies was a high-risk contact.

  I was much more comfortable in the convertible with the top down. The days might not be the warmest anymore as summer was turning into fall. Being from Greece in ancient times, I was much more of a summer man. I loved the heat, shouldn’t be much of a surprise. The armor I had was minimal at best. While I might not get cold since I was a God, that didn’t mean I liked the snow. The sun felt great as it covered a man in its rays.

  Driving across town to Zeke’s place was relaxing when I had two of the hottest women in the world with me. That helped a lot, so much so that every time we stopped, the people on the street stared into the car. Gaping at them.

  Parking at Sucker Punch Pawn Shop, I exited the vehicle. The place appeared to be busy at the moment. I hoped we would be able to sneak in a conversation with Zeke. He owned the shop and was a Paragon. The man had the ability to tell if anyone was lying to him. It had limits in that he had to be looking them in the eyes. Yet, I wouldn’t have minded having that ability.

  Felicity smiled. “Feels like forever ago that we first visited this place.”

  She wasn’t wrong, while it wasn’t that long ago, it was another lifetime ago.

  “Zeke is a great guy,” Lola said. She had on her normal sexy teacher look. One that I never tired of seeing. Lola could make anything look sensual and mouth-watering.

  Felicity had her spunky style going today. Gothic, punk outfit. She really had a wide range of clothes, and her tail as always was out and pointing straight up when she was excited.

  People tended to notice me as it was, but with these two with me, we were sure to draw attention.

  Either way, I was sure that Zeke would be able to help. The man had his ear to the street and contact with all sorts of people. Being a pawnshop owner meant he saw a wide range of clients.

  Entering Sucker Punch Pawnshop, we were greeted by a bustle of people. The last time I had been here, it was empty, and now it had people all over the place. Many were just walking up and down the aisles.

  My experience in places like this was extremely limited, but it had what I would expect. A little bit of everything. On one side of the shop was an array of musical interments and devices. Down the wall from that was more technology that didn’t require locking up. At the rear, where we talked to Zeke last time, was a row counter cabinet with glass tops and locks. That held all the higher-end electronics and jewelry.

  Leaning over the counter, Zeke was interacting with a client. Looking over some sort of item that the customer was blocking. Zeke was deep in conversation.

  “Looks like he’s driving a hard bargain,” Felicity said.

  “Zeke is ruthless,” Lola said. “And with his ability he can spot anyone trying to rip him off.”

  That was something I hadn’t thought about before, but it made sense. He would never buy a fake item, or at least an item that the person knew was a fake. That had to help him keep a profit.

  The three of us made our way to the rear of the shop to talk to him. As we strode through the place many eyes fell on us. We, or rather Lola and Felicity, received a few catcalls. Why men did that was something I didn’t understand. Never in my life had I seen that actually work out for the guy. A waste of breath and time.

  Both Lola and Felicity pretended not to hear, and we continued to Zeke. When the dark-skinned man noticed us, he waved and made a motion for us to wait off to the side as he continued to talk with the woman he was doing business with.

  Zeke was average height and weight, with a thick beard and a shaved bald head. A look I would never try, but he managed to pull it off.

  A few minutes later, he took the piece of jewelry to the back and returned with an envelope that held money in it, and a receipt for the customer. She didn’t appear to be too happy, but took the payment and receipt and left the store.

  Zeke walked over to u
s.

  “She didn’t look pleased,” Felicity said.

  The man shrugged. “Most never leave here happy when selling.”

  That had to take a toll on Zeke, but he didn’t show it.

  “Tough business,” I said. There really wasn’t one much like it in Mount Olympus, but it reminded me of the barter system way back in ancient times, and there was a reason that was gone. It sucked, and people were rarely happy with what they got in return for their goods.

  “Pays the bills,” Zeke said. “What brings you here, and where is White Angel?”

  I smiled. “She is working with my sister today.” I wasn’t sure if he had heard about Athena or not, but was going to go out on a limb and assume he had.

  “I see.” Zeke knew Felicity from the time before, and the way Lola spoke, she had met him before as well.

  “Guardian, Felicity,” Zeke said with a grin. “I hope you two lovely ladies are handling these troubling times well.”

  I near choked when he said that. Lola grinned but held the rest of her face in check. “We are,” she said. “Ares is keeping us safe.”

  “I’m sure he is,” Zeke said. “A God can do that.”

  He knew I wasn’t lying when I said I was a God. He might actually believe me, or just think I was batshit crazy. Either way, he knew that I believed.

  “They sure can,” Felicity said.

  “Anyway,” I interrupted. “We came to see if you heard anything through your channels on Fenrir, or anyone working with him.”

  Zeke nodded. “Lots going on, but here isn’t the best place to talk. Meet me at my apartment tonight, eight.”

  “See you then,” I said.

  10

  Epps Technologies

  I had hoped to talk to Zeke now, but later tonight would work. That meant we had several hours to kill as it wasn’t even noon yet.