Chapter 97: The End

A/N: Here's the new (and FINAL) Chapter! Enjoy!

A final get-together with Percy's best mortal girls~

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"What took you three so long?"

Thalia's questioning, teasing tone cuts right through the peaceful moment, making Percy huff in fond exasperation. At the same time, Annabeth, Bianca, and Clarisse all bristle a little bit. Only Annabeth has an actual answer though.

"Circe didn't want me to accept. She warned me against it, said that I would only wind up as another slave to an uncaring male god."

Annabeth rolls her eyes, showing what she thinks of that. Meanwhile, when Bianca and Clarisse both frown and look up at Percy at that, he nods.

"Hades and Ares made their own attempts at blocking my invitations from reaching you two. Welcome, all of you to my newly constructed demesne. It's not much yet, but I wanted to do this sooner rather than later."

Bianca growls.

"Tch, how dare he try to control my life after abandoning me and my brother all those years…"

While Clarisse snorts derisively.

"Doesn't surprise me. Pretty sure my father's hatred of you will go down in the histories at this point Percy. You're probably his new archnemesis for how many times and ways you've showed him up. And I guess I'll just be one more of those, won't I?"

Percy sighs as she looks at him in anticipation. Actually, all four female demigods are looking at him in anticipation.

"… You don't have to say yes immediately. I really only called you all here to make sure the choice wasn't taken away from you by anyone else. You all have a place in my myth, I suppose. My ascension to godhood might have still happened in some other way without your direct involvement, but the fact is, it didn't. You were all part of my journey to this place and that makes you special to me… and unfortunately the targets of others."

Gripping the arms of his throne in anger at the thought while all four women frown, Percy forces himself to take a moment and just breath, calming down. Finally, he's able to smile.

"I don't want to force any of you to sign on with me… but I've been informed by Artemis that I need to take my first followers. And while there might be others… you four are the ones I thought of first. Artemis said I need people who I can trust to have my best interests at heart. People who I can bless with my power and then send out in my name to spread word of my ascension to pagan communities."

There's a pause at that, as everyone processes his words. Clarisse in particular bites her lower lip.

"You… would really trust me that much? After everything my father has done?"

No. None of that. Percy abruptly rises from his throne and descends to where Clarisse stands. He takes her face in his hands and looks her in the eyes.

"You are not your father, Clarisse La Rue. Of course I trust you. How could I not? You had ample opportunities to betray me and gave them up one after another. You are a warrior regardless of what I or Ares say. And you will always be a warrior."

Standing up straight, chest clearly bursting with pride, Clarisse smiles.

"Then I will be your warrior, Percy Jackson. I pledge myself to your service."

A bright glow spreads over them both and it's done. Percy has his first follower. Which of course leads to some… indignant squawking.

"H-Hey! Way to steal the lead, La Rue! I also pledge myself to your service! You're stuck with me, 'Lord' Percy."

And like that, Thalia is his as well.

"You saved me. I don't care if my father sent you, you're the one who came. And more than that, you've been there ever since, letting me stand by your side. Of course I'll pledge myself to your service."

Bianca glows brightly as she smiles.

Finally, there's just Annabeth Chase. She looks both bemused and amused as she crosses her arms over her chest and half-heartedly glares at the others.

"Not even allowing for a chance to talk about this, huh?"

"Heh, if you need to talk Chase, feel free to talk. We already know what we want."

Annabeth doesn't even hesitate. Moving forward with confidence in her every step, she reaches Percy, grabs him by his hair, and pulls him into a deep, tongue-filled kiss. The demigod doesn't even have to say the words… he feels her pledge in his very soul as they both glow, connected to one another forevermore.

When they finally pull apart, Annabeth gives Percy a smirk.

"I probably just ended my apprenticeship to Circe with that little act. But honestly, I don't care. It's always been you, Percy. Always."

Percy smirks back. Maybe he would be able to talk Circe around… they'd had a couple of conversations in the past after all. But to be fair, he hadn't been a god back then. He hadn't been more than her equal in divine power. Percy wouldn't be surprised if Circe fled back to her island after how everything turned out.

But that was for the future. Right now… it's just him and his women, all four of whom he's happy to bestow his first ever blessings upon. Power flows through them all and Percy tries not to blush too hard as all four female demigods start to… moan.

Of course, when they also start taking off their clothes, well… it seems obvious what's happening. Huffing, he shakes his head in amusement before taking his own clothes off. And then he does something that only a god can do. He tends to all four of his women at once.

It's not quite cloning or copying, mind. It's more like he splits his focus. He's already done that a couple times since becoming a god. Like for instance, when he and Hestia were both fucking and talking at the same time. Or when he and Artemis talked while he fucked Zoe.

This time around however, he's splitting his focus physically as well as mentally. And so Annabeth, Clarisse, Bianca, and Thalia all wind up in his arms at the same time. They all wind up kissing his lips unanimously. Percy kisses them all back simultaneously, his hands wandering over butts and backs and beautiful feminine bodies concurrently.

Eventually, his women each leads him to his throne. To be fair, it's the only piece of furniture in the entire demesne so far, something that Percy fully intends to fix at some point in the near future. At the very least, he'll need to make himself and his lovers a bedroom.

For now though, throne sex appears to be the name of the game and each of the four female demigods as their own way of doing things.

Thalia, for instance, pushes Percy down onto his throne and climbs aboard to impale herself on his cock. She leans forward and presents her tits to him while bouncing up and down on his mast and tossing her head back in ecstasy and worshipful moans. Percy's shaft thrusts up into her from below even as he sucks at one of her breasts while reaching around to grab and squeeze her ass cheeks.

Bianca, on the other hand, climbs up onto the throne herself, kneeling on the seat and grabbing at the back while she presents herself for a doggystyle plowing. Looking back over her shoulder at him, she wiggles her ass in his direction until Percy grabs hold of her hips and slams into her from behind. He fucks her with deep, powerful thrusts, pounding away at her sloppy wet pussy without reservation.

Clarisse turns away from him as they approach the throne together. She backs up into his cock, letting it hot dog her ass. Unlike Thalia's forcefulness, Clarisse offers herself up. And so Percy grabs her by the hips and pulls her back onto his cock at the same time he sits down. He then reaches up and around to her breasts, groping and fondling them as Clarisse leans back against him, her head rolling on his shoulder while she moans wantonly.

Annabeth, last but not least, sits down on the throne and spreads her legs wide. Percy smiles as she offers her pussy to him to have as he will. Kneeling at the foot of his throne, he plays with her slit for a moment, rubbing her clit with his thumb. Then, he brings his cock to bear on her cunt, plunging it into her depths. Leaning forward, Percy captures Annabeth's mouth with his own, kissing her while one hand rests on her thigh and the other on one of her breasts.

All four women are each fucked upon the throne at the same time in their own ways. There's no favoritism, no special treatment, no nothing. All of Percy's focus is on this moment in his demesne, which makes it rather easy for him to split it between the four of them in turn.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fill the room alongside wanton moaning, mewling, and muffled kissing noises. And Percy feels… complete. He feels satiated in a way he can't even begin describing.

Hours pass this way. Time itself loses some semblance of meaning within the demesne, though it still passes at some rate or other outside. Until finally, all five of them are satisfied.

The throne expands in a way and Percy goes from splitting his focus between each of the four women to having them all dogpiling on top of him, cuddling with him and each other without a single ounce of hesitation. As they each cling to him and one another, Percy wraps his arms around their bodies, grown to a size that allows him to do so easily while giving them enough surface space to cuddle him harder.

Into this, Percy hums, having been thinking about something else Artemis had said for a while now.

"… Artemis recommended that I pick a High Priestess as soon as possible."

Immediately, four heads snap up and look at him intensely. As Percy knew would happen, there's not a doubt in any of their minds that they want the position. Even Clarisse, who has long considered herself bottom of the totem pole, isn't willing to just give up the possibility that he might choose her. Not without a fight.

Percy smiles at them all, chuckling and shaking his head.

"But see… I figure why should I stop at just one? I have four domains, don't I? That stands to reason that I should have four High Priestesses as well."

They all look hilariously stupefied for a moment before excitement fills their gazes. Although Annabeth does frown a little bit.

"You might stretch yourself too thin if you make us all your High Priestesses, Percy. Knowing you, you would insist on making us all as powerful as possible… at your own expense."

Percy raises an eyebrow even as the others all nod in agreement.

"Really? Already mutinying against me are you?"

His tone is teasing and amused of course, and the female demigods all respond to his question with wicked grins as they each cling to part of his body, as if to make it seem like they're trying to pin him down.

"Hmph, we'll all do what we have to in order to protect you, Percy!"

The others all nod in eager agreement… only to yelp as they suddenly find themselves wrapped in leather straps and shackled with chains. All of the sudden, they're not trapping him, he's trapping them.

"Did you all forget that two of my Domains are Victory and Domination? You silly women, trying to defeat your God."

Percy looms over them all… before mercilessly tickling them until they're begging for mercy. Which of course, being the merciful god that he is, he shows them. At the same time though, he shakes his head.

"No, I've made my mind up. You will all be my High Priestesses. And yes, I will empower you exactly how much I need to in order to make sure you stay safe. But if you really think that I'll stretch myself too thin doing so… you need only gaze upon the fullness of my power."

And so Percy shows them. He's not a normal newly ascended god. But so far, he's pretty sure only other deities have had even a chance of recognizing that fact. Between Bruno's self-sacrifice, Atlas' consumption, and the completion of conquering Mount Olympus' three Maiden Goddesses, Percy has ascended to godhood with far, far more power than is normal.

As he 'shows' this to his four High Priestesses, he of course makes sure that it is done in a way they can handle. Gazing upon pure divinity is enough to burn out the eyes of most mortals, including demigods. So instead, Percy shows it as a vault filled with treasure. And oh how large a vault it is.

They 'stand' there at the entrance, with Annabeth, Clarisse, Bianca, and Thalia all staring at veritable mountains of gold for as far as their eyes can see. And then Percy brings them back to the throne room, where he smirks down into their slackjawed faces.

"So you see, my darling High Priestesses… I have the 'wealth' to spare. And I will be sparing no expense in making sure all of you are as safe as you can be. Do I make myself clear?"

A hint of Domination leaks into his final words, prompting them all to shiver in fresh arousal before nodding their agreement. Percy smiles and holds them close again.

"Good. Because I'm not going to let anything happen to you four. And yet… there's so much to do still. So much to fix. Kronos and Atlas weren't the end of it, I know that much. They were only symptoms of a greater disease. We're… just getting started."

Serious expressions abound as all four demigods nod their agreement. There was a lot wrong with the world. A lot right too, to be fair. But Percy… fuck, one of his domains might as well have been Justice, because he looked out and he saw far too much injustice in the world.

… But there was always time to start dealing with that sort of thing down the road. For now, Percy holds his girls close and with sheer force of will, reshapes his throne into a bed for all of them.

Tomorrow was a brand new day. And while not everything was perfect… the future nevertheless looked very bright indeed.

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