Chapter 231

Louis finished his ice cream and leaned back in his chair. “I’m so full.”

Gladice laughed. “You had one bowl of ice cream, Louis. Not three.”

“I ate too much at lunch,” Louis said, rubbing his stomach. “And I ate a lot of lamb chops.”

“You’re a growing boy, Louis. You need your energy,” Maeve said, winking at him.

“I have enough energy, thank you,” Louis said, leaning back. “And I plan to have a lazy evening with you all at the residence.”

“Now that’s a plan I can get behind,” Gladice said. “What do you have in mind?”

“Let’s soak together in the Onsen. And then we can decide,” Louis said.

“The Onsen? That sounds lovely,” Donya said, her eyes bright. “I’ve always wanted to try one.”

“It’s very relaxing,” Angelique said. “And it’s good for your skin.”

Dina walked over to their table. “Mr. Collins. Ladies. I hope you enjoyed your meal.”

“It was great, Dina. Thank you,” Louis said. “We’re ready to go.”

Dina nodded. “Your driver is waiting for you at the entrance.”

Willa looked at her. “Have we paid? Or is this also a ‘compliments of the house’?”

Dina smiled. “Mr. Collins has an account with us. He pays for everything at the end of the month.”

Willa sighed. “Of course he does.”

Louis shrugged. “It’s convenient.” He looked at the women. “Let’s go home.”

“How about our clothes? The ones we left in the lockers?” Cherish asked.

“The maid will bring them back to the residence, Cherry. Don’t worry about it,” Louis said, taking her hand.

They walked out of the restaurant. A limo was waiting for them at the curb, and the driver opened the door for them. Louis and the women got inside and settled on the plush leather seats.

“Home, sir?” the driver asked.

“Yes,” Louis said.

The limo drove away from the beach and headed inland. Maeve leaned against Louis. “It’s good to be back.”

“It is,” Louis said, wrapping an arm around her.

“I miss my Ducati,” Maeve said, looking out the window. “I haven’t ridden it in a while.”

“I think it’s been sent back to the residence, Mae-Mae,” Louis said. “We can have it delivered to Vegas tomorrow if you want.”

“I’d like that.” Maeve smiled.

“I feel bad for your servants, Louis. We always change our plans at the last minute,” Donya said. “They must be exhausted.”

“They are well-paid, Donya.” Louis shrugged. “If your only responsibility is to stand by all day and deliver our vehicles around the world, you have a pretty good life.”

“You’re probably right,” Donya said. “I wonder how our RV is doing.”

“Probably in our private auto repair workshop, being checked from top to bottom,” Louis said. “Given what we have been through, it’s necessary.”

Cherish looked at him. “Are we going to drive it to Las Vegas? I liked the RV. It felt like a home.”

“We are flying there, Cherry. A jet will be faster,” Angelique said. “Besides, we will most likely stay in downtown Vegas. We won’t need an RV there.”

“I see,” Cherish said, her shoulders slumping slightly.

“Don’t worry, Cherry. We will still have a lot of fun,” Gladice said. “I just saw a news feed about the grand opening of the Colosseum tomorrow, with actual gladiatorial combat. We should check it out.”

“Gladiatorial combat? As in fighting to the death?” Savannah raised her eyebrows.

“Yeah! With weapons and armor. And a lot of blood. It’s going to be viral,” Gladice said, her eyes lit with excitement.

Willa sighed. “I remember reading about it last year. It’s quite controversial in the EU. They call it barbaric and a violation of human rights.”

“It’s not in the EU, Willa,” Gladice said. “It’s in the Republic of Nevada. They can do whatever they want. That’s the point.”

“It’s still barbaric, Glads,” Donya said. “Human lives are not entertainment.” She looked down. “I wonder who would want to fight in there. For money?”

“Opportunists, thrill-seekers, and desperate men,” Louis said, looking out the window. “And some of them might be very skilled.”

“I want to fight too,” Maeve said, her eyes glinting.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Mae-Mae,” Angelique said. “It’s life or death there. You’re not going to risk your life for a cheap thrill.”

“Just kidding, Angi. I’m not that stupid,” Maeve said. “But I want to see it.”

“Edwin will give us the best seats,” Louis said. “He owes my father a lot.”

The limo turned into the long driveway leading to the Presidential Mansion at Beverly Hills. The guards at the entrance saluted as the car drove through. It stopped in front of the main entrance, where Élise and several maids were waiting.

Élise smiled. “Welcome home, Louis. And to all of you.”

“Hello, Élise,” Louis said, getting out of the car. “It’s good to be back.”

“How was your trip in the Central Union and Utah? Did everything go well?” Élise asked, her hands clasped in front of her.

“As well as we could have hoped,” Louis said. “Except we had several gunfights with the locals and blew up a TV tower with rods from space.”

Élise’s smile didn’t change. “I’m glad to hear that you are all safe then.”

Willa looked at her. “You don’t seem to be surprised.”

Élise raised an eyebrow slightly. “The Supreme President has informed me of the situation. I have taken the liberty of preparing the Onsen for you. The towels and the yukatas are ready. As well as your evening wear.”

“I can’t wait for it,” Donya said, her eyes bright. “It’s been a long day.”

“Please, follow me,” Élise said, leading them inside.

They walked to the east wing where the Onsen was located. Louis opened the sliding door to the changing room. He discarded the robe on a bench and stood naked, stretching. He watched the women undress. Their bodies were beautiful and diverse. He felt a familiar ache in his groin. Then Élise walked inside, holding a tray with eight glasses of sparkling water with slices of cucumber and mint. “Please, hydrate yourselves before you enter the Onsen.”

“Thank you, Élise,” Louis said, trying to be casual despite his erection. He was used to being naked in front of her, but the presence of the other seven women still made it a little awkward. He took a glass from her and drank it. The cool water was refreshing after all the meat and ice cream. Gladice looked at his hardening cock, then at Élise, and laughed. “He’s excited to see you, Élise.”

Élise nodded. “It is natural. The Onsen is a very stimulating environment.” She looked at Louis. “Would you like me to wash your back, Louis?”

Louis felt a surge of desire, but he shook his head. “No, thank you, Élise. I can manage.”

“As you wish,” Élise said, her expression unchanged. She placed the tray on a small table and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Gladice whistled. “She’s a cold one. I can imagine why you liked to fuck her, Louis.”

Cherish’s eyes widened. “You and her…?”

Louis sighed. “Yes. I was lonely at this huge house, and she was here. She was willing to please. I was a different person.”

Cherish looked down. “Did she love you?”

“I don’t think so. It was more like a duty for her. A part of her job. She is very good at what she does,” Louis said. “But it’s not the same as it is with any of you.”

“I think she’s still into you, Louis. I saw it in her eyes. She is not as cold as she looks,” Maeve said.

“Maybe she cares about me in her own way. I don’t know. But I’m not going to find out. I have you now,” Louis said, taking Angelique’s hand. “Let’s go.”

They walked through the glass doors to the Onsen. The hot water was steaming in the large pool. They stepped in. The heat enveloped Louis’s body. He sighed, leaning back against the smooth stones. This was what he needed. He thought of the last time he was here with his mother, asking her for a petty favor about removing Malcolm from the state visit to the Collective. It felt like a lifetime ago.

“This is heaven,” Donya said, sinking into the water up to her neck.

“It really is,” Savannah agreed, closing her eyes.

Gladice splashed water at Louis. “Don’t fall asleep, lover boy. You have seven women to please.”

Louis laughed. “I’m not going anywhere. But I am going to enjoy this for a bit. I’ve lost count of how many times I almost died in the last month.”

“Let’s not think about that,” Angelique said, moving to sit beside him. She took his hand and laced her fingers with his. “Let’s just be here. Together.”

Maeve swam over to him. “Are we going to build a hot spring in Pax Pacifica? I want one.”

“We can, Mae-Mae. And we can have an even bigger one with a waterfall.” Louis smiled.

Willa grabbed her phone from the side of the pool. “I’m going to make a list of everything we want in Pax Pacifica. There are too many things to remember.”

“Don’t forget a shooting range,” Maeve said.

“And a garden with a greenhouse,” Donya said.

“And a missile launch silo. You never know,” Gladice said. “We can have a underground nuclear facility.”

“Maybe not, Glads,” Savannah said. “We don’t want the EU to sanction our private compound.”

“Fine,” Gladice pouted. “Then let’s replace it with a strip club. I want a pole. And a lot of handsome, muscular dancers.”

Louis laughed. “I think I can dance for you, Gladie. If you ask me nicely.”

Gladice swam over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Dance for me, Louis. Right now. In this hot spring.”

Louis looked around at the women. They were all smiling. “Alright. Why not?”

He stood up, and spoke to the smart speaker on the wall. “Play some Latin music.”

The music started to play. Louis began to sway his hips theatrically, making his cock bounce. He started to move his body in a sensual way, rolling his torso and hips. He raised his arms above his head, then ran them down his chest. He grabbed his cock and stroked it a few times.

Gladice and Maeve whistled. Donya and Cherish giggled. Willa rolled her eyes and returned to her phone. Savannah looked amused. Angelique watched him with a smile.

“He’s good, isn’t he?” Gladice whispered to Angelique.

“He is,” Angelique said. “He knows how to please an audience. Especially a female one.”

Louis turned around and shook his ass at them, then spun back. He moved closer to Gladice and danced for her, his cock inches from her face. She reached out and licked the tip. He pulled back and danced away, laughing. He then moved to Maeve, who suddenly grabbed him with her hand. “Got you!”

Louis laughed. “Let me go, Mae-Mae.”

“Not until you give me a good fuck,” Maeve said, her eyes glinting.

Louis stopped dancing and pulled her into a deep kiss. His hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts and ass. He could feel her nipples harden against his chest. He reached down and found her clit, rubbing it in circles. She moaned into his mouth, her body grinding against him.

He broke the kiss and turned her around. He bent her over the smooth stones at the edge of the pool and rubbed his cock against her pussy. She was already wet. He slid into her easily. He began to thrust, slow and deep at first, then faster and harder. The water splashed around them. Angelique and Gladice swam closer to watch. Cherish and Donya watched too, their faces flushed. Savannah and Willa pretended to be indifferent, but Louis could see their nipples were hard.

“Kiss me,” Louis said to the other women.

They swam to him and surrounded him. He kissed Angelique first, then Gladice, then Cherish, then Donya, then Savannah, then Willa. Their lips and tongues were soft and warm. He loved the taste of each of them. He loved the fact that they were all watching him fuck Maeve.

“Press your breasts against me,” he said. “I want to feel all of you.”

They moved closer, pressing their naked bodies against him. He was surrounded by their breasts and thighs. He could feel their hard nipples against his skin. He was in heaven.

“Ahhh,” Maeve moaned. “Harder, Louis.”

He grabbed her hips and fucked her harder, his cock hitting her deep inside. He felt her pussy clench around him, and then she came with a loud cry, her body shaking. He pulled out of her. He was still hard. He wanted more.

“I want you, Angi,” Louis said, looking at Angelique.

Angelique smiled. “How do you want me, my love?”

“Let’s get out of the water. I want to take you on the lounge chair,” Louis said.

Angelique nodded. “Alright.”

Louis helped her out of the Onsen, then laid her down on a lounge chair. He knelt between her legs and kissed her inner thighs. She tasted of the mineral water. He moved higher and kissed her pussy, his tongue finding her clit. She moaned, her hands in his hair. He licked her faster, his tongue swirling around her clit. He looked at the other women. Willa had gotten out of the water and was fingering herself on another lounge chair. Maeve was resting her head on the edge of the pool, watching them with a lazy smile. Donya and Cherish were whispering in the water. Savannah was leaning against the wall of the Onsen, her eyes half-closed. Gladice came over and knelt beside Louis. She watched him eat Angelique out, her hand moving between her legs.

“She tastes good, doesn’t she?” Gladice whispered.

Louis didn’t answer. He felt Angelique’s body tensing, her thighs trembling around his head. He got up and positioned his cock at her entrance. He pushed into her, sliding all the way in. He looked into her eyes. “I love you, Angi.”

He kissed her before she could reply. His tongue entered her mouth as he started to thrust. He could feel her breasts against his chest, her nipples hard. The stimulation was overwhelming. He came hard without warning. Angelique hugged him tight, her legs wrapped around him. He lay on top of her, catching his breath.

“Sorry, Angi. I was too excited,” he whispered. “So excited.”

Angelique chuckled. “It’s okay, my love. I enjoyed it.”

“I want to see you cum,” Louis said, kissing her neck. “I want to see you come for me.”

“Maybe next time,” Angelique said, stroking his hair. “How many times have you come today?”

Louis thought for a moment. “Four times, I think.”

“Four times?” Willa said from her lounge chair, still breathing heavily. “You are going to run out of sperm.”

Louis laughed. “I’d rather run out of sperm than run out of love.”

Cherish blushed. “Will we have a lot of babies?”

Louis looked at her and smiled. “No. Not now. Angi and I had genetic treatments when we were younger. We can only have children when we want to.”

Gladice raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know that. How does it work? I’m curious.”

“It’s a form of temporary sterility,” Willa explained, sitting up. “The treatment modifies sperm or eggs to prevent fertilization, but it’s reversible. It’s called a ‘bio-crypt’. I know some ultra-wealthy people in the EU use it.”

“So you can fuck as much as you want, without worrying about accidents?” Maeve asked, looking at Louis. “That’s smart. I want one.”

Louis laughed again. “I’m sure my father can arrange it for all of us.”

Cherish shook her head. “I don’t know if I want that. It feels unnatural.”

“Me too,” Donya said. “I think children are a gift from Allah. We should accept them when they come.”

“Then you can choose not to have it,” Angelique said. “Since Louis is already sterilized, it doesn’t matter anyway. You won’t get pregnant unless he reverses it.”

“Why did you have it, Louis?” Cherish asked.

Louis sighed. “I was a horny teenager. And my father didn’t want me to have some bastard child with a random girl I met at a party.” He paused. “Besides, I hate wearing condoms.”

Willa rolled her eyes. “Typical.”

Savannah shook her head. “I suppose that’s why the Dixies say y’all are perverts here.”

“So what?” Gladice said, grinning. “Now let’s go to bed. I want to cuddle.”

They got out of the Onsen and dried themselves. The maids had already prepared their yukatas. Louis put one on, and watched the women wrap themselves in the colorful robes. They looked beautiful in the soft light.

“Let’s go to our bedroom,” Louis said, taking Donya and Savannah’s hands. “We will all sleep together tonight.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Savannah said, her lips curving into a small smile.

Louis’s bedroom had been kept the way they left it. Two queen-size beds were placed on each side of the massive king-sized bed in the center. Gladice jumped onto the king-sized bed and bounced a few times. “I call the center!”

“Me too!” Maeve said, joining her.

Donya and Cherish crawled into one of the queen beds, huddling together. Willa and Angelique took the other. Savannah followed Louis onto the main bed and snuggled into his side, her head on his chest. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer. Gladice and Maeve curled up on his other side.

“Lights off,” Maeve said.

The room went dark. Louis lay there, listening to the breathing of the seven women around him. Savannah’s body was warm against his. She whispered. “Louis?”

“Yes, Savvy?”

“Do you think your men can get my family out safely?”

Louis tightened his arm around her. “They will, Savvy. I promise.”

“I’m scared, Louis,” she whispered. “I’m scared for them.”

“I know. But we have to trust them,” Louis said, stroking her hair. “Just like we have to trust each other.”

He could feel her tears on his skin. He held her until she fell asleep, her breathing becoming even and deep. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep too. When he did, he dreamed of Atlanta burning.