Ben's POV
I kept my eyes firmly locked on the polished mahogany surface of the coffee table, staring so intensely at the redacted dossiers that the black ink started to blur. The air in the study was thick, heavy with the sharp, crackling scent of Fae magic and the undeniable musk of aggressive male release. It was taking every ounce of my disciplined, agent training to maintain my professional composure. I genuinely enjoyed the view in front of me—I really did. The sheer, sculpted perfection of Dennis glowing with ethereal golden light was breathtaking. But I simply wasn't used to sharing that kind of view with other people at the exact same time, not even mentioning the fact that Frank was still completely naked, standing at attention, and covered in his own and Dennis's cum.
"By the way, I remembered something important," I said, forcing myself to turn slightly toward Dennis before immediately focusing my gaze back on the safe, familiar surface of the coffee table.
"I got a lot of calls from some of the Hellfire Club members," I continued, a distinctly satisfied smile breaking across my face as I thought about the sheer corporate leverage we had just acquired. "That includes the three former maybe's, who are now solid yes's. Also, ten more people I gave our number to called as well. I just have to schedule all the meetings, and that brings our exclusive clients to fourteen. I'm sure more will come soon, especially now that they know we're backed by a legitimate superhero team."
I couldn't help but let my smile widen into a smirk. After all, some of the elite, old-money mutants I had handed my business cards to had acted more than a little uppity at first, treating Aegis Defense like a passing novelty. Now, they were practically begging for me to call them back, desperate for the kind of absolute security only we could provide against whatever threats lurked in the shadows waiting to pounce on people like them.
"That's great news, Ben. Get those contracts signed as soon as you can," Dennis replied, his voice carrying the smooth, undeniable weight of a sovereign ruler. He paused, and the temperature in the room seemed to shift, growing intensely charged. "But more importantly, I have to ask you to look at me when we're talking."
I froze, my breath catching in my throat.
"Same goes to you, Duke," Dennis commanded softly, though the absolute authority in his tone left absolutely no room for negotiation. "I see now I've been remiss in making sure everyone understands one thing. I am the God of gay sex. You are all my lovers. Every single man in this building is mine. You are going to walk in on me having sex with some of them. Hell, they might walk in on us. You are going to see each other naked often, so I expect you to maintain eye contact. Hell, I expect you to check us out and like what you see, because it is an honor to see me naked. But you two aren't acting like it. Understand?"
Dennis let the silence stretch for a fraction of a second, his Aura pressing down on us, heavy and intoxicating. "Good. Now I just have to make sure all the others understand also," he finished, a very serious look on his handsome face as he made his divine domain absolutely clear.
"Yes, sir. I apologize. I speak for all of us when I say we'll do better," I managed to say, my voice thick with a sudden rush of reverence.
Duke and I bowed our heads for a brief second in total respect. When I lifted my gaze, I didn't look at the coffee table. I forced myself to turn directly to Dennis, looking completely past his nakedness and actively, greatly appreciating the magnificent sight of my young God. I let my eyes trace the hard lines of his developing broad chest, the tight cut of his abs, and the heavy, relaxed weight of his manhood. The golden Dawngleam tether in my chest pulsed with profound warmth, erasing the last of my hesitation and replacing it with a deeper, devotion.
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Dennis's POV
I watched from my commanding position against the heavy mahogany desk as the atmosphere in the study fundamentally shifted. Through the golden tethers anchored deep in my soul, I could feel the exact moment my words took root in their minds. The sudden spike of realization in Ben and Duke was followed immediately by a warm, heavy flood of submission and genuine appreciation. They were finally looking at me the way they were supposed to—with hunger, respect, and absolute awe.
At the exact same time, I felt the subtle, nagging tension completely evaporate from the massive man standing beside me. Frank, even though he was doing exactly what he had been silently told to do by remaining naked at strict military attention, had been sending a quiet, instinctual want for his clothes back through our bond. He felt incredibly vulnerable under the gaze of the CEO and fellow soldier. But as my words echoed off the wood-paneled walls, I felt him immediately stop it.
He knew I was right. This wasn't going to be the last time someone walked in on us in a state of absolute, carnal ruin. As a Rank Three Life Partner and one of my lead tacticians, he had to get used to being displayed as mine in front of others. His posture shifted effortlessly, his broad shoulders squaring as he proudly presented his deeply tanned, heavily muscled body to the room, completely unbothered by the sticky mess of semen drying across his abs.
"Good. I see you understand," I said, my voice dropping back into a smooth, predatory purr. I crossed my arms over my chest, letting my succubus chi flare just enough to make the air in the room crackle. "Now back to business. You two deserve a reward for the good work you did with the Oscorp people this afternoon."
Intimidating Norman Osborn's aggressive corporate security forces and forcing their board into doing what their told to save their lives was no small feat, and Ben and Duke had executed the maneuver flawlessly. It was exactly the kind of ruthless efficiency I needed to secure our foothold before the Chitauri arrived.
"It'll be a two-part reward for both of you," I continued, pushing myself off the edge of the desk and taking a slow, deliberate step toward the center of the Persian rug. The golden light of my chi cast long, dancing shadows across the room. "Duke, firstly, you will be given Rank Two status and made the official head of security for Aegis."
Duke's massive frame went entirely rigid, his eyes widening in absolute shock at the double promotion even if he thought the first one was more important. As a Rank One operative, he was already an elite force, but the promotion to Rank Two would completely rewrite his physical abilities and potential.
I raised my hand, cupped the back of his head and kissed him. A brilliant, bright column of golden Dawngleam light erupted from the my mouth into his and flooded his system. The sheer force of the energy caused the loose papers on the coffee table to flutter slightly. Through the bond, I felt the immediate, explosive expansion of his muscle fibers, the dense fortification of his bones, and the rapid influx of raw, untamed Fae chi surging into his bloodstream. His forty percent overall enhancement locked into place, forging him into a true Vanguard asset capable of standing against alien, warlords and metahuman threats mind you he was staying in the Aegis Defense team he realized not all the Rank Two's have to join the Defenders Aegis will need some heavy hitters as well.
As the golden light faded, Duke stood the same height no taller then before, only change being his tactical uniform stretching slightly more across newly expanded, muscles. He was practically vibrating with newfound low level superhuman power, his chest heaving as he stared at his own hands in pure, unadulterated awe. Of course if he wanted to see the same physical growth as Frank he'd have to work for it in the gym like he did.
"And I'll come by your room later tonight," I added, my lips curling into a wicked, impossibly dark smirk as I looked him up and down. "I better find you naked on that bed waiting for me."
Duke snapped his eyes to mine, his military discipline completely overtaken by the intoxicating rush of lust and divine devotion. "Sir, yes, sir! It is an honor!" he barked out, his deep voice trembling with intense excitement.
I chuckled softly, the sound low and rumbling in the quiet study. I turned my attention back to my CEO, who was watching the display with a mix of professional reverence and deeply seated desire.
"Ben," I said smoothly, letting my gaze soften just a fraction as I tapped into the emotional undercurrents of his specific tether. I could feel the constant, heavy knot of guilt that had been sitting in his chest since the moment he joined my empire. "I know it's been incredibly hard lying to May. Carrying the weight of this shadow war, hiding the magic, the mansion, and the truth of what we are preparing for. It's tearing you apart."
Ben swallowed hard, his professional mask slipping to reveal the exhausted, desperate husband beneath. "It has been, Dennis. She's smart. She knows I'm keeping something massive from her. probably thinks I'm back with S.H.I.E.L.D I just... I want her to be safe."
"She will be," I promised, my Level Five Aura wrapping around him in a warm, protective embrace. "So, I'm making her Rank One. When you go home tonight I'm going with you, and we will bring her into the fold. The system will heal her, extend her life, and anchor her safely within my domain. She will know the truth, and she will be protected by the full, terrifying might of the Defenders."
Ben's breath hitched violently. He slumped back against the plush leather couch, a profound, shuddering sigh of absolute relief escaping his lips. The crushing weight of his secret life vanished in an instant, replaced by a surge of loyalty so intense it practically blinded me through the bond. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, and he looked at me not just as a boss, but as something closer to family.
"Thank you, Dennis," Ben whispered, his voice cracking with raw emotion. "Thank you. You have absolutely no idea what that means to me."
"I know exactly what it means, Ben," I replied softly, stalking closer until I was standing directly in front of him. I reached out, my bare fingers tracing the sharp lapel of his expensive, tailored suit jacket. The contrast between his pristine corporate armor and my completely naked, aggressively dominant form was incredibly striking.
"But that was only the first part of your reward," I murmured, my voice dropping an octave, becoming entirely coated in the heavy, intoxicating allure of my succubus nature. The ozone scent in the room flared, mixing heavily with the lingering smell of sex.
I looked down into Ben's wide, completely mesmerized eyes. I had an hour before Oliver and Slade arrived for Shado's resurrection. An hour to completely break down the remaining walls of my brilliant CEO, to harvest the Sex Points I desperately needed to fortify this mansion against magic, and to officially claim him in front of my Pack.
"For your other reward," I commanded, a slow, predatory smile stretching across my face as my green eyes locked onto his.
"Take off your clothes."