The voice of Remi from the other end of the phone almost deafened me with its enthusiasm.

"It happened last night. Or this morning. Or... I don't know. I don't know when, I don't know what but... She's talking, Cat, she's talking! And I know what you're thinking; she's talking nonsense, but she's not. She's lucid. She knows what's going on, where she is, what's been happening. She knows me, she knows you - she's asking for you. I've told her you're on vacation and you'll be back soon but get your ass back here now, Cat, like, right now. The doctors are calling this a miracle, like nothing they've ever seen. They don't know how long it's going to last but right now they can't find anything wrong with her. Can you hear me, Cat?"

"I can hear you," I replied, "I just couldn't get a word in."

"Your mom's okay. She's better."

For all the frantic ranting before, and for all that I knew this was happening and knew why, it was those few simple words that made the tears come, streaming down my face in an unstoppable torrent.

"Do you want to speak to her?"

Did I want to speak to her? I'd been wanting to have a proper conversation with my mom for the last fifteen years. I held my breath as the phone was brought to her bed - though she kept insisting she didn't need to be in bed anymore, the doctors still insisted for the time being.

"Hello? Cat?"

It would be impossible for me to put into words what the following conversation meant to me, even though I can't actually remember anything either of us said. I think there was a lot of crying, but I also think there was a lot of banality; how are you enjoying your vacation? What's the weather like out there? For a great part, those are the things you miss - the everyday nonsense, the meaningless stuff, the nothings. To be able to talk about nothing to my mom and have her respond with similar nothing was the greatest gift I had ever been given. We could never get back the years we had lost, but we had a lifetime in front of us, and it was going to be a fucking happy one.

We talked until my phone battery gave out and said goodbye with me swearing that I would see her soon. The journey back from Crete was an easy one but it took as long as it took - even we demi-gods are subject to the whims of travel.

I hung up the phone and cried for a while, happily to myself. When I was done, I looked out of the window. The world was still there, and no one else knew how close it had come to not being. And maybe, just maybe, I could ensure its safety for longer still. I had always known what I had to do with my life; I had to keep my mom safe and well, I had to pay for her treatment no matter the cost. That goal was now gone, but I already had a new one.

"It's official," announced Nico, coming into my hotel room, "we are no longer the servants of Dolos, we are servants of Cat. And very happy about it."

"You're my servants?" My life lately had been one long parade of weirdness.

"At your command," said Alexei, and Christoph nodded.

"Then I set you free."

"What?" gaped Nico. "Don't you want us around?"

I laughed. "Of course, I do. I want you around more than anything else in the world. But not because you have to be. I want to know that you're free to go at any time. So I give you your freedom. What you do with it and where you go is up to you."

I was very glad that what they chose to do with that freedom was come across the room to kiss me. I was surrounded by my gorgeous men, their hard muscular bodies pressed against me, their lips on mine, and my hands traversing their bodies in a self-indulgent journey of exploration. It occurred to me that saving the world was something that deserved a celebration, and we had not had one yet.

"Why aren't we celebrating?" I asked.

"No champagne?" suggested Alexei.

"We don't need champagne." I danced away from them and bounced onto the bed and all three followed me, Alexei getting there first. I tugged him down on top of me, squirming my tongue into his mouth and wrapping my legs around him to rub myself against his firm body. Then I pushed him away and darted up to kiss Nico, while eager hands began to strip my clothes from my body. Rolling away from him, I fastened my lips to Christoph's, kissing him hard and deep as I began to undo his pants. There was strangeness to the second time we had all been together. That time had felt like a goodbye, acknowledging the fact that it might be the last time. This? This felt like a new beginning, it felt like the first time.

More than that, while I had enjoyed the intensity of that first time in New York, this was already feeling more fun. There was no pressure - we could do it again tomorrow. There would be a tomorrow, and a next week, and a next year. Back then, it had been an ultimate expression of our feelings, this was still an expression of our love for each other, but it was also a chance to have sex because we all loved it.

We writhed across the bed, laughing like teenagers as I yanked off a pair of pants here, a shirt there, kissed a nipple or stroked a hard cock. There was so much to choose from and I didn't want to neglect anyone. That was the problem with this otherwise delightful situation - I loved them all and I wanted them all, to share in that supreme moment. Last time had been great but they had essentially taken turns and that wasn't what I wanted, I wanted them all. I wanted the beautiful intimacy of making love to one man, but with all three of them. As the guys removed the last of my clothes, kissing everything they revealed with diligence and love, a plan formed in my mind.

Drawing my men around me, I kissed, bit and sucked at them, bringing them all to a pitch point of arousal. Next, I drew Alexei down to the bed with me. He started to ease me onto my back, but I pushed him back the other way.

"Lie down," I said, kissing Nico absently as I addressed his friend.

There was something wonderfully casual and open about how the four of us were together. There was no jealousy and no recrimination, but we also never even stopped to wonder why should there be? What was there to be jealous about? The guys didn't share me, they didn't fight over me - we were all together. When I kissed Christoph, I wasn't ignoring Alexei. If I spent a night with Nico, it wasn't because I preferred him to the others. If Alexei and I took a weekend away together, then I would still come home to the three of them. There was enough love to go around. Although I had to admit that the majority of that love came my way, which I wasn't exactly sorry about. But just because I had gotten very lucky, and was a little spoiled, was no reason not to recognize what the four of us had together as what it was; love. An unconventional love, perhaps, but no less intimate, no less honest and no less genuine for that. This morning I hoped to find the ultimate expression of that. And have some fun, too.

Alexei lay back with his head on the pillows at the top of the bed. His fist was wrapped around his bounding organ - as ever, that wild beast needed to be kept in check. His green eyes were trained on mine, sharing this moment with me, and I held that eye contact as I dipped my head to suck long and luxuriously at him, making him moan in satisfaction. Behind me, I felt Nico and Christoph kissing their way across my hind quarters, Nico bending low to put his head between my legs and lick at me, while Christoph's tongue probed at my bottom. My hips swayed and bobbed with their attention but I remained focused on Alexei, on his bright eyes and on the pulsing head filling my mouth.

After a little while of this, I released Alexei, his member springing free like a living thing, and grabbed it around the base. Reluctantly, I edged away from the two mouths that had been thrilling me and they willingly let me go. I straddled Alexei's taut body and guided his swollen cock to my core. As the throbbing head slipped into my wet heat, I gasped and Alexei sighed with pleasure. His gentle hands slid up my thighs to rest on my hips, guiding my movements. After a few half strokes to get me used to him, I ground my hips down to swallow the whole of his length inside me, gasping with my fullness. I held still a moment, letting us both enjoy the sensation; his cock throbbing within me, my pussy muscles palpitating along his iron-hard shaft. Then we began to move, and I closed my eyes as the bright pleasure began to sing through my body. I rode Alexei quickly and lightly, arcing my body up and down on his thick shaft. He caught the rhythm but also the tone, his fingers dancing across my skin, exciting me but also sometimes tickling me, making me chuckle in high happiness. The intensity of our last encounter was replaced by a wild joy.

Opening my eyes, I beckoned to Christoph with a look and took his curved cock into my mouth, bathing his hot organ with my saliva as I sucked at him. Once he was slick from base to tip, I let him go and, letting my hands leave Alexei, I reached around to pry apart my butt cheeks. Christoph's eyes danced and he sucked at his middle finger, ready to give me the double penetration I wanted.

But I shook my head. "No, baby. Not that."

I leaned forward and kissed the head of his straining cock. Christoph instantly understood what I was asking, but hesitated a moment, afraid of hurting me.

"Please," I said, which was enough to dispel his doubts.

As Christoph went behind me, I slowed my undulations on Alexei, who generously reached forward to caress my clit with one hand, while with his other he helped spread my ass cheeks for his friend. I bent forward to kiss Alexei on the mouth as I felt Christoph's blunt head nudge up against my bottom hole. Again he hesitated, worried about me, but I had no such qualms - this would not be my first time through that entrance, though I had a hunch it would be the best. I reached back, taking Christoph in hand and pressing him firmly against that tender ring. There was a moment of pressure and then I gasped into Alexei's mouth as Christoph popped past my outer defenses and slid into my bottom with aching perfection. I could not help giggling as I heard him issue a long drawling groan of pleasure.

With gentle strokes, going a little deeper each time, Christoph began to work his way into my bottom, setting off pleasure receptors that I seldom used and very much enjoyed. Now I turned to Nico.

"Come to me."

There was no need to say any more. Nico's cock filled my mouth and I sucked at him with long hard strokes, then varied my rhythm, focusing on just the head; I let my teeth graze his swollen member and slicked my tongue up and down the underside. Nico stroked my head and groaned as I took him to the heights of passion, pulling back just short of the ultimate pleasure. With one hand, I took hold of the base of his shaft - as Nico was far too large for me to take the whole of him - and stroked along it, my pace matching that of my bobbing head. My other hand slid down his strong legs, teasing around his backside or tugging at his balls - anywhere I could torture him.

I took a minute to reflect on the moment. Alexei was beneath me, his cock throbbing in my pussy. Behind me, Christoph was now all the way in and I could feel every ridge on his member as he sawed in and out of my bottom with metronomic regularity. In my mouth I felt Nico pulse and strain with desire.

I had them all inside me and I had never felt so full. And my heart had never felt so full, either. If anyone had asked me how I might expect to feel being fucked by three men at once, I would have first said that that would never happen, and then added a bunch of adjectives along the lines of “sordid”, “dirty” and so on. But what I felt was energized, and above all, loved.

The act itself is unimportant, all that matters is the people you are with.

Stimulated from every angle and in every conceivable way, I was fast approaching my limit, a bubbling in my nether regions had been building for a while now, pre-empting an epic orgasm that now began to erupt. As I began to move more quickly, more furiously, against my three lovers, so they too approached their point of no return, and as my body went into convulsions, I felt them answer my ecstasy with their own. In my mouth, Nico exploded and I desperately swallowed, not wanting to lose a drop. Christoph and Alexei followed, crying out with pleasure and emptying themselves into my willing body.

Exhausted and spent, we all dropped to the bed in a heap of naked, sweating limbs. A quiet bliss settled over me. We were going to do this again, and often. In fact, once the guys had had a little while to recover, they could all trade places and we would begin again. This was part of my life now. Just a part, because family was important, too, and my new quest to save the world. But this - this loving bond between four people - this was the backbone that would sustain it.

Once we had gotten our breath back, we sat up on the bed and chatted about the future.

"So how do we go about saving the world?" asked Nico. “Again,” he added.

I shrugged - it fascinated me how comfortable I had become sitting there naked with three equally naked men around me. "I would say that I'm the brains, and you're... not."

They laughed.

"Seriously, the great news is that we already know we can do this. We still get to be bad-ass grifters but now we have a good cause to use it for." It was an ideal situation and a solution to many a world crisis which, I was pretty sure, no one had yet tried.

"So where first?" asked Christoph.

"New York first," I said. "Because, this time, we're not on a clock to save the world and I am going to spend some time with my mom and with Remi." I could barely wait for that. It was the unexpected culmination of a long dream and I still could not quite believe that it was really going to happen. "I'd like for them to meet you, too." I looked about the little circle of guys. "Eventually. It may take a little explaining." It would probably take a lot of explaining, but once they saw that the guys made me happy – like, really happy - then I was confident Remi and Mom would be fine with it.

"Then where?" asked Alexei. "Where do you start trying to save the world?"

I shrugged, as if the answer was obvious. "Connecticut."

"Connecticut?"

“Gotta see a man about a whale."

You had to start somewhere.

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