47. Pax

W e really didn’t need to argue about who went first. I had a certain set of skills that made orgies much easier, and most people weren’t Benji. If something was going up their butt, they wanted me to make it was easy as possible. Benji was just weird about butt sex.

I’d never had a threesome with a god before, but there was a first time for everything and plenty time for more of it later. Medusa straddled Dionysus and passionately kissed him while I did my thing behind her. It was so easy. I literally just had to touch her, and I could take away most of the pain.

She sighed and relaxed when it was over. I thought we were ready to proceed, but apparently not.

“Do me next,” Dionysus said. “I hope you don’t think she’s the only one who loves a good dick piercing. If you don’t mind.”

Oh. We weren’t putting Medusa between us. Medusa and I were putting Dionysus between us. I was completely okay with that. I got the Jacob’s Ladder to try to cheer Benji up on his birthday one year. It worked and Cas ended up loving it, too. I never once regretted it, even when it was healing. If Dionysus and Medusa loved it, too, that was even better.

That was one thing I loved about Dionysus. He could be serious when needed, and he was downright scary if anyone tried to hurt someone he loved, but he could also cut up just as much as Benji could. Like, right now, he was waving his ass at me and begging me to touch his butthole.

“Dude, don’t make it weird,” I said, smacking his ass.

“Sorry, but Benji and me are always going to make it weird.”

“Fate said it had to be like this. Sorry, not sorry,” Benji said.

I honestly wouldn’t want it any other way. I did what I needed to make things easier for Dionysus and then Medusa laughed.

“We might have to wrestle for the dick piercing some nights.”

“Benji could get his pierced, too,” I said.

Benji gasped in horror. Benji loved the Jacob’s Ladder. He had plenty of tattoos and a few piercings, but he drew the line at needles in his own dick. I loved suggesting he get one because he got all bothered about it. I just grabbed Dionysus and kissed him because if we paused for two seconds, Benji would go on a twenty-minute soliloquy about how needles were okay in my dick, but they were morally reprehensible in his and I would actually like to have sex tonight.

Dionysus was a great kisser. He took his time, and I felt like I was the most important person in the room. But we were all equal in this group. We were made for each other. Dionysus broke the kiss and turned to Medusa. Fuck, they were beautiful together.

She moaned when he slid into her. Cas connected to me so that I could see them through his eyes. Medusa grinned when she realized I could see her. She gave me this sexy wink and crooked her finger at me.

Medusa adjusted her legs so that I could enter Dionysus, but then she wrapped those long legs around both of us and pulled us closer. Our center wasn’t passive. She was much older than all of us and knew what she wanted. Medusa would just tell us if she wanted or needed something.

She’d made her intentions pretty clear with those glorious legs, so we gave her what she wanted. Dionysus was even older than Medusa, so I didn’t really have to guess with him, either.

“I like it a little rough,” he called over his shoulder.

I could do that. I liked it like that, too, sometimes.

“And I like it when you’re a little rough with him,” Medusa said.

Ugh. This woman was going to kill me. Dionysus gave Medusa what she wanted and after a little guidance from Dionysus, I found a pace we both enjoyed. It was pretty intense because he liked it hard and fast.

But we were supernatural. We stopped aging at a certain point. We got to have sex way longer than humans, so we got to explore most of our kinks and build up stamina so we could fuck this hard for longer.

Dionysus would be able to wait for her and I could wait for him. We could all do that because we weren’t selfish. I was getting to know Medusa’s cries of pleasure. She was getting close. There were things about Medusa and Dionysus’s relationship we were still learning, but there was one little thing they had in common with us and Benji.

“Come for me, little one.” Dionysus growled.

She immediately came undone. Saying those words or similar had the exact same effect on Benji. He loved it and, apparently, so did she. I didn’t think that trick worked on Dionysus because it didn’t on Cas or myself, but I just got this vibe he liked a tiny bit of pain.

I reached forward, grabbed his hair, and gave it a pull. Yeah, that did the trick.

“Fuck!” Dionysus roared as he came.

I let go, too. I wasn’t a green witch, so the garden wasn’t fueling my magic. I was, however, a type of witch, and orgies under the moonlight just did things to us. This was also a very special party. We’d beat the Coalition and with the angels and Yahweh stuck here and the other gods making themselves known, we had the potential to be moving into an entirely different era.

I could feel that buzz in the air and my body responded when I came. It was intense, and I didn’t think I’d ever felt this way before. The air here was different tonight. There was a new hope in the atmosphere. We might finally be free to exist in public.

That was what my orgasm felt like.