I Enslaved The Goddess Who Summoned Me

Barely a minute after Aphrodite vanished, Nathan found himself wondering what she had meant by company.

He did not have to wait long for an answer.

Footsteps approached from behind, followed by familiar voices drifting through the dark.

”They are so loud.”

”And drunk.”

”Honestly, drinking at this hour too. I like a drink as much as anyone, but there should be limits.”

”I agree. We are walking straight into a daimyo’s nest, and they are not worried in the slightest. The men in our group are hopeless.”

Nathan recognized Sana’s voice first, then Yuwa’s. So they had abandoned the indoor bath after all, likely for the same reason he had chosen the outdoor one. Too much noise, too much laughter, too much drink, and not enough peace.

”I just hope there are no peeping creeps around,” Sana said.

”It is the middle of the night, Sana,” Yuwa replied. ”If anyone stayed awake this long just for the chance to spy on naked women, that would be a very dedicated pervert.”

Sana laughed. ”You are right.”

Their laughter faded the moment they noticed the figure already in the water.

Even in the dimness, Nathan was not hard to recognize.

”Nathan?” Sana said, caught completely off guard.

Nathan let out a quiet breath and stared ahead at the dark water. So much for a moment of silence.

”You are here?” Yuwa asked, stepping closer as if to confirm she was not imagining him.

Both women still held their towels close around their bodies, looking at him with open surprise.

”I came here to get away from your group’s noise,” Nathan said. ”Apparently that was too much to hope for.”

Sana pouted at once. ”Hey. We are not the noisy ones.”

”You are being noisy right now,” Yuwa pointed out.

Sana cleared her throat with exaggerated dignity. ”Fine. Then let me correct myself. The men are the worst of us. Do not worry, we will be much quieter.”

Before Yuwa could stop her, Sana loosened her towel, set it aside, and slipped into the bath.

”Sana,” Yuwa said, staring at her in disbelief.

Sana only smirked. ”Come on. It is not like he minds.”

Nathan remained where he was, calm and unreadable, his gaze fixed forward. After a moment of hesitation, Yuwa sighed, set aside her own towel, and joined them in the water.

”Shiina is asleep?” Sana asked as she drifted closer.

”She is,” Nathan replied.

Sana studied him with curious eyes. ”You became close to her rather quickly.”

”Something like that,” Nathan said.

He did find it strange that neither Sana nor Yuwa seemed to know much about Shiina, despite how close she appeared to Norihiro. Perhaps she was kept apart on purpose. A hidden blade, not meant to be seen until necessary. Then again, mercenary groups spent much of their lives on the road. It was possible they simply did not know all the people surrounding a man like Norihiro.

Sana’s eyes shifted suddenly to his shoulder. ”What is that?”

Nathan glanced down. The purple mark still stained his skin, angry and unnatural even in the dark.

”A wound,” he said.

Yuwa moved a little nearer, concern replacing her earlier surprise. ”That looks painful.”

”It is.”

His tone made it clear he had no interest in explaining further, and Yuwa was wise enough not to push.

Sana, however, was not the type to stop so easily.

”Do you want me to help take your mind off it?” she asked, her smile turning slow and playful as she came closer still.

Nathan turned his eyes toward her. Their shoulders brushed beneath the water.

”And how exactly would you do that?”

Sana did not answer right away. She only smiled, the sort of smile that made her intention plain before she even moved. Under the surface of the water, her hand slid lower, bold and unhurried, until it found his cock.

”Big...” A quiet, almost impressed look crossed her face.

Yuwa watched with a long suffering sigh, as though she had known from the beginning that this was where the conversation would end.

Nathan glanced at Sana, more intrigued than startled. She did not seem embarrassed in the slightest. If anything, she looked perfectly at ease.

Still, one question came to mind.

”Aren’t you with Shigeru?”

At that, Sana rolled her eyes, though there was no real annoyance in it.

”Not in the way you mean,” she said. ”Yes, I have slept with Shigeru. Yuwa has too. But we are not tied to each other like that. We are companions. Friends. Sometimes more, when we feel like it.”

Nathan looked at her for a moment. ”Friends who sleep together.”

Sana laughed softly. ”Yes. Something like that.”

There was no shame in her voice, only honesty.

”Our lives are not the sort that promise safety or a future,” she continued. ”We are mercenaries. We take dangerous work, move from place to place, and never know when things will end badly. I have no intention of pretending otherwise. So if there is a little warmth, a little pleasure, a little fun to be had now and then, I would rather take it than waste time acting precious.”

Nathan understood that way of thinking well enough.

He was hardly innocent when it came to desire, nor was he opposed to a fleeting night shared between two willing people. What mattered was choice. Mutual interest. No lies, no pressure, no illusions.

And right now, none of the women he truly held dear were here beside him. If one of them were here he wouldn’t have even considered such things as that would have been disrespectful toward them.

He looked at Sana who seemed that eager to have her way with him.

It was a simple desire.

And she didn’t want to commit into anything deep either. She had her own friends and family but she wanted to feel pleasure with him.

Well, with Aphrodite’s charm overworking he must be some kind of man she was a lot drawn to, it was normal.

If she was completely stranger maybe he would have refused but he knew her a bit and she wasn’t a bad girl either and well, she was pretty and yes he needed some comfort with the pain and tiredness and after Shiina’s teasing maybe he needed some relief as well.

He stood up slowly.

Sana released him for a moment, thinking he was leaving. Instead, he rose fully from the water, revealing his powerful toned body and the heavy, semi-hard cock hanging thick and long in front of her face.

She gulped, eyes locked on his impressive size even before he was fully erect.

”Do it,” Nathan said, voice low and commanding as he looked down at her.

Sana’s smile turned hungry. She knelt on the smooth, sandy bottom of the bath, water lapping at her breasts, and took his cock in both hands. She stroked him firmly, feeling him harden rapidly in her grip until he stood proud and thick, veins pulsing along the impressive length.

Then she leaned in, tongue extended, and dragged a long, wet lick across the swollen head.

”Sluuuurrpp~~”

She licked her lips, savoring his taste, then stroked faster, licking again and again with lewd, wet sounds.

”Sluuurrpp~~ sluuurrp~~ sluuuurp~~”

The quiet night was broken only by the obscene sounds of her tongue worshipping his cock and the gentle ripple of water. Nathan watched as her full breasts swayed and bounced with every movement, pink nipples hard and glistening with droplets. He reached down, threading his fingers through her hair, guiding her gently.

Sana moaned softly and took him into her mouth — lips stretching wide around his girth as she bobbed her head, sucking with wet, eager heat. Her tongue swirled around the head on every upstroke while one hand stroked the thick base she couldn’t swallow.

Yuwa watched for a long moment, cheeks flushed, before she moved closer. ”You really are shameless, Sana...”

Instead of answering, Sana pulled off Nathan’s cock with a wet pop and grinned up at her friend. ”Come here and help me then.”

Yuwa hesitated only a second before she knelt beside Sana. Two pairs of soft, eager hands stroked him together, their tongues alternating — licking, sucking, teasing the head and shaft in perfect harmony. The sight of both beautiful women worshipping his cock in the moonlit bath was almost too much.

Nathan groaned, his hand moving to Yuwa’s hair as well. The pleasure built steadily, their combined mouths and hands driving him higher.

The pleasure built steadily, their combined mouths and hands driving him higher, each woman finding her own rhythm against him — Sana’s mouth sinking low with greedy, practiced pulls while Yuwa’s tongue traced slow circles around what Sana’s lips left bare, the two of them trading the thick length of him back and forth between gasps.

”Sluuuurrpp~~ mmh~~”

Sana took him deep, throat flexing around the head before she drew back, spit slicking down to coat her fist where it twisted at the base. Yuwa leaned in the moment Sana surfaced for air, her tongue dragging flat along the underside, tracing the thick vein there with a curious, hungry slowness that made Nathan’s hips jerk forward on instinct.

”Sluuurp~~ ahh~~”

”Eager now, are we?” Sana teased breathlessly, watching Yuwa’s lips wrap fully around him for the first time, cheeks hollowing as she sank lower than she’d clearly meant to.

Yuwa didn’t answer — couldn’t, mouth too full — but the soft, muffled moan she let out vibrated straight through him, drawing a rough groan from Nathan’s chest. He felt his cock throb thick against her tongue, and she pulled back just enough to drag her lips slow along the shaft before passing him back to Sana with a wet, glistening hand-off.

”Sluuuurrpp~~ sluuurrk~~ mmnh~~”

Sana swallowed him to the back of her throat this time, nose nearly brushing against his stomach, and held there a long beat before drawing back with a slick gasp, strings of saliva connecting her mouth to the swollen, flushed head.

Nathan’s fingers tightened in her hair, hips rocking shallowly into the next downstroke.

”Hmm... let her have a turn,” Sana murmured, voice wrecked, guiding him toward Yuwa’s waiting mouth.

Yuwa took him eagerly now, all hesitation burned away, her hands braced against his thighs as she bobbed in earnest, tongue swirling with every retreat.

”Sluuurp~~ sluuuurp~~ mmh~~”

Sana wasn’t content to simply watch. She leaned in alongside her, mouth closing around what length Yuwa left exposed, tongue dragging messily against Yuwa’s own where their lips met around him — both women moaning into the shared slide of skin and spit, the obscene wet sounds of two mouths working him at once filling the quiet clearing.

”Sluuurrpp~~ sluuurrk~~ ahh— sluuuurp~~”

”He’s so hard,” Yuwa breathed, voice thick with want, pulling back just far enough to admire him, flushed dark and twitching against her lips.

”He’s about to be a lot more than hard,” Sana said with a wicked little laugh, before sinking her mouth back over him, taking him deep in one smooth drop.

The two of them found a rhythm — Sana taking him deep while Yuwa worked the base and balls with her tongue, then trading, lips brushing and parting and brushing again, every motion slicker and faster than the last.

”I’m close,” Nathan ground out, voice rough, fingers tightening in both their hair at once.

”Sluuurrpp~~ mmh~~” Sana only hummed her answer, refusing to slow, while Yuwa’s hand pumped the base in time, her tongue lapping insistently at whatever Sana’s mouth didn’t claim.

”Sluuuurrk~~ sluuurp~~ ahh— sluuuurrpp~~”

The pressure built fast now, drawn tight and unbearable, and when it finally broke, it broke hard — release spilling first into Sana’s mouth, thick and sudden, before she pulled back with a gasp to let the rest paint across both their lips, Yuwa catching what she could with her tongue, neither of them flinching from the heat of it.

Sana swallowed, licking her lips slow and satisfied. ”Mm. Better than I expected.”

Yuwa wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, breathless, cheeks still flushed dark. ”You say that like you didn’t already know.”