Love And Fortune Ch 10

Author's Note:

Fair warning -- this one is loooong, and very indulgent in its sexy content. I included a lot of 'lore' about Belle's community to balance it out, but brace yourself: you'll be in for a lot of fucking here. Not to threaten you with a good time.

Next few chapters might be much the same as well -- big sexytimes interspersed with lore for the setting & magic. But I'm considering taking the story in some new directions after that. Namely, upping the action and stakes a little as some new plot threads get introduced. Hope that's something fans of this series can get behind!

As always, thanks for reading -- and hope you're looking forward to a lot more coming out of this little universe!

Chapter 10: Home Away from Home

They had a penthouse to themselves for the evening. They had a beautiful view of Nairobi from its balcony. They had drinks from the bar, eagerly served by a now-nude Yuki. It would have been hard for Ben to ask for more than that -- but then, as he lay on a recliner amid the wide sitting room, there was Moka, currently busy in his lap, her pussy snug and slick around his cock as she rode him.

The Colombian beauty had long since stripped bare for him. They'd already enjoyed a round against the railing outside. Now, as she bounced on his length, she stared down into his eyes with adoration, seeming to say wordlessly "this is all for you." Her long black hair tumbled around her shoulders; her taut, tanned body gleamed with a light sweat as she worked herself toward climax. She was hot, she was his, and she would indulge him as long as he desired.

And that wasn't even to mention the other seven currently reeling all about the penthouse -- many from the same sensations Moka was feeling right now.

"I love you," she whispered to him; he smiled up at her as he felt her pussy tighten around his shaft. "Oh, fuck... I love you so much."

Leaning forward, she braced one hand on his chest as she rocked her hips harder against his. In return, Ben brought one arm upward to grasp her breast. Biting her lip, Moka arched into his touch; the fingers of her free hand took his wrist, clasping his bracelet's beads as if to anchor herself to the wooden charm.

It was the reason for all of this, after all. She knew that much.

"Look at everything... hah, that you've got here."

While Moka's next words seemed to come out of nowhere, they hit home for Ben nonetheless. Looking past the stunning Latina grinding atop him, he saw Alicia leaning against the frame of the balcony doors -- both arms stretched high, hips jutting out toward Lenore, who knelt before her, tongue buried in the dark-haired girl's cunt. Ben didn't need to share any sensations with either at the moment; they had each other covered. Lenore's intermittent shakes and mewls as she licked away at Alicia revealed that Alicia was handling the psychic duty herself, imparting everything onto Lenore that she herself felt. "Quick learner," Ben thought to himself with a smile, recalling the enthusiasm Alicia had earlier shown toward initiating and steering telepathic play.

And there was more.

A few feet away, Aimee and Shaheen knelt on the couch cushions, bodies intertwined, holding onto one another. They got what Moka got; they didn't need to pleasure one another overtly to get off. That happened psychically. They did, however, enhance the experience for one another: Shaheen's lips pressed against Aimee's neck, leaving a trail of kisses and bites along her pale skin. Aimee's fingers knotted in the black girl's braids, keeping her close. Both bounced and rocked lightly, as if they themselves were riding Ben's length as Moka was.

Yuki brushed by them both, a slight awkward bounce in her stride. It would have been hard for anyone to walk straight -- let alone serve drinks -- while feeling, for all intents and purposes, like they were being fucked senseless. But by magic, Yuki managed, smiling through the haze of pleasure as she passed two glasses to the women on the couch -- who hardly even paused their play to accept them.

It would have been a lot to take in at once, but Zawadi's sense-heightening magic made sure Ben didn't miss a single detail. Like a king overlooking his kingdom, he surveyed it all: every sight and sound of his lovers' pleasure, every erotic detail of their bodies and their antics, all the way down to the smallest nuances. It was an overwhelming amount of information, but he took it all in stride -- processing and enjoying it all without missing a beat with Moka.

The additional sensation of hands on his shoulder, softly massaging, made him crane his neck up to look behind him. Eleni beamed down at him, wearing nothing but a necklace and a smile. Ben hadn't seen her enter from the hallway -- but then, he had been preoccupied.

"Don't mind me," she sweetly whispered to him, bending down to plant a kiss on his forehead. "Just enjoying the show."

Ben smiled back at her; his eyes closed as he let her continue to knead his muscles. The hot Latina on his cock acknowledged their visitor, but didn't let it distract her from what she was doing or what she was feeling.

"You were in the bedroom," Ben spoke matter-of-factly, his voice low.

"Mmhmm," Eleni hummed her confirmation. "Needed a bit of a rest. I was too excited to sleep on that plane."

"Well, you were the only one who knew what we'd be in for when we got here, so..."

"So I suppose I had a little extra anticipation," Eleni finished for him. "I'm glad you're enjoying it. All of it." She giggled softly.

Ben could have thanked her a thousand times over with all kinds of words. Instead, he showed her how he felt by pulling her back into the psychic feedback loop that she'd exited a while back when she'd gone to nap. Feeling her core light up with sudden pleasure -- all she'd been missing since she left, and more -- Eleni gasped with joy. Her fingers tightened on his shoulders as she buckled and shuddered.

"Ah, there's my welcome back... nghhh!"

"Always glad to have you," Ben said.

***

Sexplay occupied the better part of the day in their extravagant suite. Ben enjoyed the attention of every one of his women, in every way that he could. Goddess-magic minimized the fatigue and disorientation of travel and time change, letting them all but toss out any worries of jet lag. When one or two needed a catnap, bedrooms were readily available -- and, with magic helping the small sleeps recharge them fast, they would wake up all the more eager to rejoin the entourage in the living room or elsewhere and indulge in more play.

They finally wound down in the late afternoon, transitioning from frenzied fucking to freshening up, lounging, and genuinely relaxing in their opulent, private space. Clothed now in a comfortable polo and jeans, Ben now sat on the couch with Eleni's head on his shoulder and Yuki curled up against his opposite side. Around them, the others were similarly scattered: Aimee, Lenore, and Moka sharing a loveseat across from him, Shaheen and Alicia cuddling on an armchair.

"Evening will be here before long," Eleni began, casually breaking their easy silence. "I imagine we should get back in touch with Nakessa soon. See what she has in store for us... or if it might be time to put our plans with Belle into motion."

"Definitely," Ben agreed. He let his lips brush Eleni's forehead; she giggled softly and snuggled closer. "Not that I'd mind just staying up here all night with you guys."

"Mmm, that wouldn't be so bad," Aimee agreed from where she sat. "But I'm ready for the main event, too. Meeting your cousin. And all her girlfriends."

Ben caught Alicia's gaze as she looked his way with intent. "I remember what you told me on the plane," she said. "About how close you are with Belle. Seeing her again must be something you're really looking forward to... sexy stuff aside."

He nodded. "That's true. She's my cousin, but growing up, she was almost more like a big sister to me. We've always had a great connection, and for a long time, she felt like the one person in the world who really understood me. Well, before all of you came along, of course." He gestured around the room, and all his women smiled lovingly at him. "Belle helped me through a lot of things. I tried to be there for her when I could, too, but she was always the one with her head on straight. Always looking out for me."

"Sounds like she's someone very special," Lenore remarked. "I can't wait to get to know her."

"If she's important to you," Yuki offered, stroking his arm, "then I want her to be important to us, too."

Ben's heart swelled at his girlfriends' words. Seeing and feeling how much they meant them made him love his companions all the more. And he knew that the sentiment wasn't just coming from Yuki and Lenore -- it was shared among all his lovers. He could feel it in their minds. Their desire to know and bond with a person who mattered to him was as genuine and strong as their devotion to him.

"That means a lot to me," he said sincerely. "And I'm sure it'll mean a lot to her, too."

He felt fingers gently brushing through his hair. Eleni's hand came to rest against his cheek as she turned his face toward hers. "She sounds like a wonderful person," she said softly. "And, hearing what she means to you, the seven of us would be just as thrilled to get to know her even without the idyllic commune and the harem of lovers she's so eager to share."

Ben chuckled. "I know," he said. "But I think we're all looking forward to that part of it, too."

"Without a doubt," Moka chimed in, grinning.

Shaheen craned her neck toward them, eyeing Ben in a mischievous way; her eyebrows lifted as she spoke. "There's one thing I've been wondering about like nobody's business, but I'm... almost too afraid to ask." She bit her lip. "You're not planning on fucking your cousin, are you, Ben?"

He felt Eleni's body shake with laughter against his side. "My," the blonde mused. "That's quite the question."

"Oh, no," Ben said quickly, shaking his head and laughing along with them. "Not part of the plan. Not that I'm not open to new ideas, but... definitely not that one."

"Phew," Shaheen exhaled with an exaggerated gesture of relief. "Because, I mean... that's a little weird, isn't it?"

"A lot weird," Ben corrected, smirking. "Trust me -- that's not the kind of reconnection I want this to be. Sure, it'll definitely be a special one. On new terms, too. After all, both Belle and I have been significantly changed by Zawadi's magic since we saw each other last. But I don't think we're gonna go there."

"Good," Alicia said. "I'm glad we got that settled. Because, trust us -- we were all thinking about it." She grinned slyly at Ben. "Guess now we can put it to rest."

"And focus on the real fun ahead," Lenore added, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Like the harem of women we're about to meet."

"Who'll definitely all be on the table for sex," Aimee finished with a giggle.

"Or the couches, or the beds, or wherever else we can find," Yuki quipped. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm not picky about where I get it."

"Don't think anyone is going to argue that," Ben confirmed with a chuckle.

"Well," Eleni began, "with that out of the way..." She shifted herself upright on the couch beside Ben, taking on a more serious -- but equally enticing -- demeanor. "I think it's time to confess. When I was napping in the bedroom over there... I may have had a little dream-time adventure."

The Frenchwoman smiled at Ben with a hint of mischief; he returned it with curiosity. She didn't wait for him to ask before she explained.

"Turns out astral projection comes with our set of psychic perks. Don't thank me; thank Nakessa. She reached out and guided me through the whole thing -- brought me right to the Haven for a little look-ahead preview of what we're in for."

"Whoa," Ben said, impressed. "The Haven?"

Eleni's expression grew dreamy as she recalled what she'd seen in her vision. "That's what this place is called. Nakessa showed me everything. It was like... being a ghost, gliding through the air and right through walls. And I could see it all. The buildings, the gardens, the people, the energy."

"What's it like?" Yuki asked, eyes wide with anticipation.

"It's hardly what I thought. It's like a neighborhood of high-end houses. Newly built, wholly modern, furnished with all the latest amenities and luxuries. High-tech, too. Hardly some primitive village in the wilderness. But it's also full of nature. Gardens. Farms. Beautiful trees. I've never seen a more perfect union of the natural and the technological."

"Sounds like Belle's style," Ben commented. "She always was a bit of a tech nerd."

"It's also secluded." Eleni sighed softly, seeming to recall it with fondness. "Not by walls. By energy. Nakessa showed me how people who wouldn't be welcome in the Haven have a way of just passing it by. Not even noticing it's there. Like it's hidden in plain sight, unless you're meant to find it."

"Magic," Ben concluded.

"Zawadi," Eleni confirmed with a nod. "Of course, it will be news to none of you that we have the full invitation. The Haven is waiting for us, and so are Belle and her women."

"Then I say we should call up Nakessa," Alicia said with a grin. "See if we can't go see this place for ourselves."

"We've waited long enough," Lenore agreed. "And if what you saw is anything to go by, we're all going to love it there."

"I know I will," Eleni said, beaming as she looked at Ben. "Especially with all of you by my side. What do you say, love? Time to start the next chapter of our adventure?"

Ben's heart raced with anticipation as he considered everything that was about to unfold. He was about to reconnect with his cousin after a long time apart. He was going to see the little world she'd built. And he was going to meet the women she'd chosen to share it with.

"I'm ready," he said, nodding at Eleni. "Let's send Nakessa the signal."

Ben and Eleni joined minds to make the psychic outreach. Connecting to Nakessa's familiar energy was easy; Ben recognized the warmth of her aura as soon as their psyches touched. Their message was simple, communicated through energy and intent rather than language, but summing up, more or less, to two words: 'We're ready.'

In response, Nakessa just sent them an image: a convoy of cars rolling up outside the hotel's front entrance.

"Wow. Guess that's our cue," Ben said aloud.

"Seems so," Eleni replied, widely smiling. "Goddess-magic must have a way of timing things out."

"No kidding." Ben looked around at his lovers; they were already getting up from their seats and preparing for departure. Requiring no deliberation, no extra preparation, nothing besides the clothes on their backs and the bright expressions on their gorgeous faces, they were ready to go in an instant. As always. He needed only say the word, and they would follow him anywhere -- wherever their luck and desire might take them.

Ben stood as well, turning toward the door. Eleni slipped her hand into his; Yuki did the same on his other side. As they gathered, Ben felt his bracelet thrum with energy. "This is going to be quite the evening," he proudly said -- and they left the penthouse together, walking hand-in-hand toward whatever awaited them beyond the White Rose Hotel.

It was the last they'd see of the luxury penthouse that had been their welcome to Nairobi. But that bothered none of them. They had only been passing through. Their next stop was the true destination. The true vacation.

Not one of them could have imagined how good it was about to get.

***

The lobby was still buzzing when they arrived downstairs, but a single, familiar figure by the doors drew their attention right away. Nakessa looked regal as ever as she stepped up to escort them to their waiting convoy. The vehicles were electric, their motors silent but for a faint, almost musical hum. "Belle's style, definitely," Ben thought once again as he admired the comfort of their eco-friendly ride. Sinking into the leather seat, he relaxed into his spot beside Eleni and Lenore.

Nakessa rode up front with the driver -- a poised woman perhaps in her early forties, who, if Ben had heard right, had been working for Belle and the Haven for a while. Unlike the drivers the hotel had sent to pick them up from the airport, she didn't look like a local. By her olive skin and dark hair, Ben guessed that she could have been Italian, or perhaps Greek. He'd caught her name -- Sophia -- but little else. She spoke only to Nakessa as they pulled away from the hotel's front drive and onto the road. Her voice was low and hushed, her demeanor no-nonsense.

She drove them confidently out of the city, navigating the streets with practiced ease before bringing them onto an open road that led through the outskirts. As they traveled, Ben felt Nakessa's mind brushing against his, and a private, psychic conversation started up seamlessly -- picking up, it seemed, right on Ben's wandering, curious thoughts.

"Belle and Sophia go back a while," the Kenyan beauty's mind-voice began to explain. "She was a cab driver in Rome. Belle was there for a week on personal business, not long after she'd started planning out the Haven. Time got away from her at the hotel one evening, and she had to rush to meet an architect she'd come there to see. She found herself in Sophia's taxi... and couldn't have happened upon a faster, cleverer, or safer driver in all of Italy.

"Super-luck has its ways, hm?" Nakessa's mental chuckle was warm; Ben could almost feel her smile through the psychic connection. "Belle got to the meeting with time to spare, of course. Tipped Sophia big -- and got her personal number. For the rest of that trip, Belle paid her handsomely to be her personal chauffeur. She didn't want anyone else at the wheel. Later, of course, with the Haven under construction and Belle needing a driver to help her get in and out of the city... she thought of Sophia first."

This time, Ben saw Nakessa's glad expression physically as she glanced back at him from the front seat. He was reminded, despite himself, of that earlier way she'd brushed her body up against his. How, with that same flirty look, she'd whispered that they would soon have much opportunity to get better acquainted.

"Belle likes to hire people who've had rough times in their lives," she went on. "People who need a change of fortune. Sophia was in a bad place when they met. Scraping by in a crowded, chaotic city. Always struggling to get ahead. She'd been in debt. Belle fixed that. Went personally to deal with Sophia's lenders. Took care of it all: creditors, lawyers... the whole mess, erased overnight."

Nakessa's eyes glimmered as she held Ben's gaze. "Sophia's never had to worry about money since then. Belle gave her a new life, a new home, and a new purpose. Her face might not show it, but believe me. She's happier than she's ever been -- and you'll never meet a more grateful, loyal woman."

Looking back toward Sophia, Ben noticed something in the woman's eyes that hadn't been there before. A gleam of recognition; a spark of warmth. He smiled at her in the rearview mirror, and she gave the slightest smirk back at him for an instant before returning her gaze to the road ahead. Though older, she reminded him a lot of Claudia: professional on the outside, but certainly hiding a robust personality underneath. He was glad Nakessa had told him the driver's story; it made him appreciate having her at the helm of their ride to the Haven now.

"I'm happy for her," Ben's mind told Nakessa. "And I'm sure Belle's glad to have her on call."

"Mmhmm," Nakessa's mind hummed with satisfaction. "As for the other drivers chauffeuring the others behind us -- they're locals that Sophia personally vetted and hired on for the Haven. Belle put her in charge of finding reliable drivers to serve the community, and she's certainly picked out great candidates."