SSV4 Chapter 1 (Patreon)

I relaxed as much as I could into the bath, trying to forget the fact that I was in New Haven for a moment and just release some of the stress in my body.

After I had escaped from Point City, Daeva had given Stella, Melody, and I a grand welcome, one fit for an emperor or a god.

Stella seemed less bothered by everything we had just been through as she slid onto my lap, her warm skin pressed against me. “Master, do not worry too much. Just think of it as a vacation.” Her body pressed firmly against mine, and her power activated. She sighed as she slowly pulled ki from my body and fed her super power. I could feel the drain, but I had so much in reserve, it barely mattered.

“It is hardly a vacation.” Melody moved to sit next to me, the three of us taking up just a small portion of the pool. “We are behind enemy lines.”

“I’m not so sure about that.” After Point City’s military tried to annihilate me, the warm welcome from Daeva had been a nice change of pace. Despite my power, she wasn’t afraid of me.

And I had to admit, New Haven operated differently than I’d expected.

The supers were happy. They even seemed happier walking the streets of New Haven than they did in Point City.

“Here are some clothes for you.” A woman returned with a bright smile and laid down what looked more like bedsheets. But before I could ask, she quickly retreated.

I stared a moment longer at the linens before I realized they were togas.

“Oh.” Stella poked at the pile as her tail wiggled in my face.

I caught the appendage, making my woman go stiff. “What do you think you are doing?” I asked her.

“Inspecting these...” she trailed off not quite sure what they were.

“Togas.” Melody made the same assessment. “But they’ll work. At least white and gold work with my purple skin.”

The togas gave me a new perspective on what we’d just experienced. Now that I thought about it, the architecture and clothes around New Haven did resemble Ancient Greece.

“We’ll have to figure it out as we go. This city seems to have some amenities you’d expect of modern day, but I don’t think they have the machines that pump out T-shirts and jeans. Somehow, I can’t imagine them working a factory into this city yet.” I tried to keep my voice steady as Stella kept wiggling in my lap.

Melody nodded, and I could see thoughts swirling around in her head. “We’ll see.”

“Or we could play.” Stella lifted her hips and tried to catch my hardening shaft with her sex.

“Stella.” I groaned as she finally found it. “This isn’t the time.”

“Your succubus needs to be fed. I’m just so hungry.” She groaned as she ground against me.

“Stella, what’s happening?” Melody’s hand went underwater and played with Stella’s bean. “You weren’t this insatiable before.”

I grunted as Stella’s power activated. It felt like thousands of little feathers brushing against my shaft while I was buried deep inside of her.

She swayed on me before leaning back against me, her tail flicking against my sides. “I have no idea.”

“She’s growing into her power, I think.” I gave my best guess. But thinking about it made me study her power more while she slid along me. “When her power was upgraded by what we think was early testing of Libertech’s serum, it was also damaged.”

My voice cracked a little as Stella slammed down on me, going back into a rocking motion on top of me. She had succeeded in getting my attention.

I grabbed her hips and sped up, my power reaching around and cupping her breast, molding and playing with her massive tits as she slowly rode me to a peak.

“That’s it, Master. Just enjoy it and feed your succubus.” Stella let out a sigh, like her soul was leaving her body as she shuddered from Melody’s play, but she didn’t stop her power. If anything, it ramped up as she tried to get me off.

I kissed her neck. “Turn it up all the way.”

She ramped up her power to the max and started grinding her ass against me, slipping me in and out of her as I hit my climax and dumped my seed into her.

Stella’s greedy pussy drank it all up. “Yes!”

“You were saying?” Melody raised an eyebrow at me.

I took a moment to come down from my climax before I was able to form coherent words.

“Imagine someone swapped out your power for a better one, only the second one had a hole from the start. She’s never really filled it with ki and pushed it to its limits until now. And she’s only managing to keep it fully filled by feeding off me.”

“Wait, I’m growing stronger every time we fuck?” Stella grinned from ear to ear.

“Yes. Or to be more specific, feeding off me is the best exercise your power has ever gotten. I watched it while you rode me. Your power swelled a little because you fed more than you needed to.” I splashed her a little.

She only grinned like a cat that got the cream. “Sorry, not sorry. You enjoy it.” She ground against me, and I could tell that she was preparing to seduce me again.

“Off. We can’t sit in here and have sex all day. Wash up, and then we really do need to see Daeva. I have questions, and I’d like to finally have some damn answers. Daeva may have the information I want.” I pulled Stella off me, even if my lower brain was screaming and calling me an idiot.

Taking the soap, I pushed Stella against the wall of the pool.

“Oh, sure! You can take charge.” Stella smiled excitedly.

“No, I’m washing your back.” I rubbed the bar of soap over her, and she moaned in bliss.

“There is no way it feels that good.” I teased her.

“I just love your touch.” She put her arms on the ledge and rested her head on them. “Just so fucking much. I love your touch.”

Chuckling at my needy succubus, I started to bathe her while Melody scrubbed at my back.

When Stella was clean, I turned and washed Melody’s back before we were done.

Getting out of the bath, I picked up a towel, starting to work myself dry. “Excuse me, where is Daeva?” I asked one of the nearby servants.

“As soon as you are dressed, we’ll take you to the goddess.” She smiled at me as if waiting around to serve me was her absolute pleasure.

“Creepy.” Melody shifted uncomfortably.

“No. It means that she’s inspired them.” I wanted to get off on the right foot, and obviously the servant could hear her. I finished drying off and grabbed one of the togas, working to try to get it on. In the end, one of the servants had to help me with how to drape it.

I noticed she was eying me a little funny, and I started to also feel a little uncomfortable. I caught her eye, raising an eyebrow to try to ask what was up, but my attention just made her bite her lip. After a moment, she got the courage to quietly ask, “Are you really the god of fertility?”

Stella lost it, sputtering and bending over in laughter. “God of fertility! Yes, he is. That’s my master.”

The servant nodded several times, looking at Stella with wide eyes. “Then who are you?”

“Goddess of lust.” She grinned from ear to ear at the opportunity to pick her own role in the new game. “I serve the God of Fertility so that he might give more sons to the women of the world. It is my duty to inspire him to new heights of debauchery.” Stella started to weave her own origin, striding around with grand hand gestures.

Meanwhile, Melody just shook her head in disbelief.

The servant took it all in stride with a smile as she helped us get dressed in our togas. “Follow me please.” She turned and led us out of the bath.

“Did you really have to say all of that?” Melody chastised Stella.

“Just trying to fit in.” The succubus batted her eyelashes innocently at the purple elf.

“Quiet, both of you.” I was focused on the servant before me.

Something about the exchange felt off.

I knew that Daeve had positioned herself as a god here in this city, but it seemed like that god-like status might have been stretched a little far.

Her people didn’t seem to live in fear of a tyrant. They served her happily, seeming to think she brought some sort of gift to all of them.

We walked through the halls and the servant stopped at a door and left us.

“Guess we enter on our own.” Melody pushed the door open and walked through confidently.

The doors opened into a large palatial room with plush couches and stone thrones.

Daeva was laid out on one of the couches, waiting for us. “Come. I’m sure you’ve started to think of some questions.”

I walked over towards her and chose the couch on the opposite side of her. Stella and Melody piled into another couch, closer to the food.

“I have. Let’s start with the basics. Why have you built New Haven?” I asked the important question first.

“Because the cities will fail.” Daeva smiled at my question and sat up. She languidly moved over to my couch, sitting on her knees as she leaned towards me. She pressed a hand to my chest, seeing if my heart rate was going to speed up with her near. Unfortunately, I didn’t think she was getting the response she was hoping to feel.

“Why will they fail?” I knew the cities were mismanaged to a certain degree, but I was curious how she got to imminent demise. “Point City has been sustaining against all the current threats.”

“Yes, the current threats.” Daeva frowned. She was wearing a white dress of thin material. Her super suit apparently was discarded for something more comfortable. Rather than directly answer my question, she gave me one in turn. “How long did it take for titans to appear after powers began to spread through the world?”

I thought about her question. I didn’t know the exact timing, but I knew there had been a period of powers blossoming among the world before monsters the size of titans came to be. “Maybe thirty, forty years?”

“And how long has it been since the titans appeared?” She raised a delicate eyebrow as she made her point.

I calculated it, confirming she was right. It had been about that long again since the titans appeared.

“Is there something worse than titans out there?” I asked.

Daeva crossed her arms under her chest as she looked off into the distance. “I think of it more like a new breed of titans. The Fenrir Wolf is the only one here in North America, but there are two at its level that have appeared in South America.”

I swallowed. The Fenrir Wolf had killed two entire cities. Her words weren’t impossible.

Our communication with what used to be the western side of the United States was just a single relay tower on The Rockies.

What was happening in other countries, or even other continents, was completely unknown to us.

“So, what’s different?”

“The Fenrir Wolf isn’t just some giant titan. Actually, it is pretty small for a titan, but that’s beside the point. It is smart. It uses its power like you or I.” She pointed out. “Now, imagine it starts having pups, and those that have more power grow over several generations. Out away from the cities, the monsters are evolving. Yet Point City and the others are stagnant. People who have great powers, the destructive ones that could fight back against a large threat, are labeled as villains. They are stopping their own evolution and holding down those who could save them. They just don’t see my vision.”

Daeva’s blue eyes were bright with passion as her voice picked up. “Here, there are those that have abilities that can help the community, and they find their place building up our city. But there are also those of us who have abilities to fight, to defend this city and destroy anything that comes for us. Those people aren’t thrown in jail for their destructive powers. We raise them up. We hold them up the highest because they keep us safe at great personal risk.”

Her passion was a bit contagious, and I had to work to keep my thinking grounded. There was certainly truth to what she said.

So often humanity was ruled by those with money, whether it was modern day politics in Point City or the centuries of rule by royalty that nearly every country had undergone. Money won because it could procure the resources needed for protection and security.

But Daeva had essentially made a small city where a class of knights or warriors held leadership.

It felt like a type of structure that echoed back to humanity’s primal days, where those who could protect were at the highest rungs of society.

“Do you intervene in every monster problem for your city?”

Daeva shook her head. “No. There are guards that assess the strength and pull the appropriate amount of manpower to deal with it. I’m only called in for a larger problem. And don’t give me that look. I don’t rule from on high. Who do you think made this building?”

That was a shock to me, and I looked around, taking in the building in a new light. “You made this?”

“Not all, but most. We built this on an existing small city. Their sewers and piping are what we use. There were a few quarries surrounding the city, and I went in and cut my own stone. I built my own grand house, because I had the strength to make my own house. Anyone here can use their powers and build what they want. If they need something, they can trade their labor for another’s, and each gets to decide the value of their time.” Daeva crossed her arm. “We only introduced coins because too many people didn’t need direct trade of the goods they made. And we had to set something up quickly, because people were starting to make their own coins and it got confusing.”

It was hard for me to find fault with the society she was describing.

It sounded… fair and simple, which was surprisingly refreshing.

“So, if I wanted to make a bigger home next to yours, I could?”

She smiled, seemingly buoyed I’d choose to live next to her. “Sure! But you have to upkeep it. For now, I have rooms for you here until you do that. I assume you’d like to stay a while?”

I nodded absently, still processing the difference of the city in front of me versus the one I had expected. I’d expected a lawless den that posed immediate danger to Point City. But, instead I found a simple system with happy people.

The way it was set up, corruption would be more difficult or at least done openly. And, if there was truth in Daeva’s evolutionary assessment, it was a city better set up to protect its people for what may come.

“Are you doing anything for the gender disparity?” I asked, now giving her perspective a little more weight.

Daeva grinned. “Yes. Tomorrow I’ll take you to the labs where we make monster fruit and you can see what we are learning from all of this.” She blushed. “I admit we have to steal a lot of the equipment to build out the lab. We aren’t able to make things that complex ourselves. Though a lot came from Valley City, after it was destroyed.”

I gave her credit for admitting where she had to turn to villainy.

“You’ve mentioned Fenrir, and now Valley City. Were you there?” I asked.

When the destruction of a city was broadcast across the news, I hadn’t believed it initially. Emma and I had flown out ourselves to see it.

Seeing the destruction of the Fenrir wolf first hand had been impactful. It was one of the first things to instill fear in me after so long.

“I was.” Her voice came out soft. “Technically, I am the only survivor of its attack on Valley City.” Daeva looked at her hands, wringing them as her face was filled with sorrow. “It was a few weeks later that I started New Haven, and now almost two decades later, look what I’ve built.”

“I’m sorry. I saw the aftermath with my own eyes. It was…” I struggled to find a word to define it.

“An nightmarish-atrocity.” Daeva filled in for me. “And it could easily happen again. We need to prepare ourselves, and I plan to do just that.”