I Dream Myself Into a Storm

With everything that's happened, you'd think I would be done by now, right? Right?! No way could someone bug me anymore with everything more or less resolving itself. Even Hestia pointed out the lack of gods who wanted to make my life difficult! Then why couldn't I just get one good night of dreamless sleep?!

But this one? Oh, this one was unique. Borderline meta!

I was back on Galínios. The moon was high, and the waves were silent. Not a single leaf rustled in the still air. As I stepped forward, the sand offered no sounds.

In the distance, the half-burned ruins of my former home loomed. Behind me stood the cave entrance to Phorcys' domain. With every silent step, I couldn't even be granted the bliss of a ringing in my ears or the beat of my heart.

That's when I saw him. A tall man in a long black coat stood at the edge of the forest. He stepped toward me, or rather, he shimmered and appeared closer. With every passing blink, he came closer and closer, but his image was no easier to discern. For a moment, I could have sworn I saw gray hair and blue eyes, but his face seemed to flicker and distort. Somehow, even in my dream, I felt sleepy.

"Percy Jackson." His voice nearly lulled me into a somehow deeper sleep. "Wonderful to finally meet you in person."

It took all of my brain power to put a name to his… face. Perhaps not the best idiom. But from his appearance to the effect he was having on me, I really only had two options.

"Morpheus, right?"

"Hmm. So you know me. Or at least know of me. What a pleasant way to start our relationship." He shifted over to the coastline before turning to the mansion. "Such a waste. A wonderful home, built by your own brother no less. Now it lies in ruins. It seems my warnings weren't enough to warrant a quicker response."

"Warnings? You mean the dreams?"

"That is my specialty, after all. Of course, I may have dabbled a bit beyond that, but that's besides the point."

"And that would be what exactly? Why bring me here?"

"To clear the air of course. Come clean before your little investigation turns me into a wanted fugitive."

I cocked an eyebrow. "You're not exactly making much sense. Care to be less cryptic?"

"Ah, mortals. Even with my intimate knowledge of what goes on in your subconscious, I still struggle to understand you all. Or perhaps I simply expect too much." He strode up to me and placed his hands behind his back. "You managed to assume a fourth god was involved in the little plot lately, yes? Well, congratulations, you've found him."

I backed away. "You? But you're—"

"A minor god? A good guy? A peon compared to the mighty realms of those above me? Whatever justification you used to blind yourself from the truth is your business. The simple truth is I was involved since before you were ever a factor."

He backed away from me and gestured to the mansion.

"Walk with me. There's quite a bit to explain."

I was trapped in his realm of power, and despite my efforts to summon some water, nothing happened. So without much of a choice, I followed him as he moved along the coastline.

"This all started years ago. Quite some time before your infamous demands from the Olmypian council. I was approached by Phorcys, who had a rather interesting business offer.

"At first, it was simply a matter of controlling the dreams of certain nymphs. A simple enough task, and I was paid quite well for it. Helped them fall in line, kept them from the brink of insanity when they needed a reprieve. And if they started to fall out of turn, I would flood them with nightmares, slowly corralling them back with more pleasant dreams."

Already, I wanted to throttle this guy, but without my powers or even most of my clothes, I didn't have anything to fight him with.

"Calm yourself, Perseus," he said. "More often than not, I made the lives of the nymphs bearable. Sleep was their one true escape from their reality."

"But you knew! You helped torture them!"

"When the time called for it, yes. But I knew their minds better than they knew their own. I knew what they could handle. For example, your dear Palírroia. Do you know what she fears more than anything?"

I chose to remain silent.

"Entrapment. To be restrained. Fitting, don't you think? Put her in a prison, and she's perfectly fine. Shackle her to a wall, and she'll have a complete panic attack. It was learned of course. Several years of being hopeless to protect her fellow nymphs. She hates doing nothing. And so, her greatest fear is to have her ability to do anything stripped from her."

My blood chilled at the thought, but I found myself unable to resist asking. "How often? How many times did you torture her in her dreams?"

"Not as often as you might think. In fact, I often took pity on her. Constantly taking the blame for the misdeeds of others. She endured enough when awake. So more often than not, I made sure her dreams were pleasant. But that was my role with all of the nymphs. I'd either haunt their subconscious or I would give them a respite from the waking world."

We stopped at the entrance of the house. Through the open door was the husk of what once was the main foyer.

"All of that changed a couple months ago. A new buyer visited Phorcys. A customer unlike any he had before."

"Aphrodite and Hera."

"Only the former. I imagine she considered herself to be the more diplomatic of the two. But yes, an Olympian buyer. For years, Phorcys sought to avoid the eyes of the Olympians, but when one reaches out to him, it's to make a purchase. I'm sure you could imagine what a shock that was."

"But I thought the harem was only put into play a couple weeks ago."

"In action, yes. It took Phorcys awhile to trust Aphrodite had no ulterior motives. But only after the purchase was made did she reveal some semblance of her plans. The moment he learned you were going to be involved, things changed. Phorcys sought to cut off all information to you. Because of earlier agreements, he knew you would be stuck on this island. So it fell upon me to shield anyone here from dreaming, as that seems to be your main source of information. Likewise, I put a block on the oracle of Delphi. No easy task, mind you. And even then, I knew it wouldn't hold for long."

He started walking again, shifting over to the undamaged half of the mansion.

"Bear in mind, at this time, I had no idea you were involved. However, once I realized the truth, I knew it was only a matter of time. So, to speed things along, I decided to help you a bit. Sent you hints when I could. Even gave a lock and key to the block on the oracle that only you could access."

"There's no way. No way you could overpower the oracle."

"Take care not to underestimate one's power. Your lover, Piper, managed to lull even Gaia to sleep, if only briefly. The difference between my power and the oracle is not nearly as massive."

"Okay, fine. But a lock and…" I paled.

"Yes. Your carnal encounter served to unlock the oracle, if only enough to feed your friend the prophecy. But you left far too quickly afterwards. I needed you to have access to the prophecy, but couldn't risk it becoming public knowledge. Lest Phorcys catch on to what I was doing. Hence my last ditch effort to trap the oracle inside of her host. It was far less refined than I wanted, and resulted in the pain she endured, but it was a risk I had to take."

"So all of that smoke and writhing was because of you?"

"In a manner of speaking. That was more because of the oracle than me. I had the oracle trapped in a net. That smoke and pain was her slipping through the holes."

He paused when we reached the gardens.

"I know you don't agree with what I've done. I can only imagine what you would do to me if given the chance. Just know that you needn't worry about my future involvement. With Phorcys gone, the oracle is free and your dreams shall return to normal. Perhaps I can even instill some subliminal messages in your friends to make them more amiable. Particularly a certain huntress."

I could almost imagine he was raising an eyebrow at me, but his shimmering face made that impossible to tell.

"No manipulating them. They don't deserve that."

"And do they deserve the pain they'll endure should they fail to grace your bed? Trust me, Percy, my way is a far kinder option. But I digress, your choice is your own."

The next few moments passed in silence as we strolled through the garden. "So why tell me all of this? Nobody had any idea you were even a part of this. Why incriminate yourself?"

"As I said before, it was only a matter of time. Hecate would certainly know of my involvement, regardless if I continued or not. I bring this information to you for our mutual peace of mind. Don't misunderstand, I have no intentions of peacefully surrendering myself to the will of Artemis like the other two. After all, what good is a night's sleep without a few pleasant dreams?"

He smiled. I'm absolutely sure of it. But he vanished with a wave of his hand, to which my following dreams were certainly more pleasant… and erotic than those I'd been plagued with the past few months.

But those dreams could not prepare me for what I saw when I woke up.

Then again, nothing could really prepare me for waking up balls deep in Thŷella's throat.

"What…?" I groaned out as Thŷella sucked my cock.

"Good morning, Master," Palírroia said, cradling my balls in one hand while holding back Thŷella's hair with the other.

I forced a swallow. "Not that I'm complaining, but wha— hah— are you doing?"

Thŷella pulled back with a very deep suckle, only to begin bobbing her head up and down my cock. Her electrical lips and tongue sent my nerves into overdrive, overwhelming me with the sensations.

"Merely relieving your tension, Master," Palírroia said, batting her eyes. "And rewarding you for saving us yesterday. You were not given nearly enough thanks."

I glanced out the window. The telltale light of early dawn shone through the sky. Even though the sun wasn't even up, I still felt rested. Odd, given the day prior.

But I couldn't focus on that as Thŷella hummed on my cock.

"Fuck," I groaned. "You really know what you're doing."

Despite my dick in her mouth, she smiled, and bobbed her head faster.

Palírroia left her side and crawled up to me. With a flurry of kisses along my neck and cheek, she ran her fingers up and down my chest.

"Also," she whispered in my ear, "with your permission, we both would like to have your seed. We are still fatigued from assisting you."

There wasn't a moment of doubt. I pulled her by the chin and pressed a kiss to her lips. While she melted against me, Thŷella pulled me out of her mouth and licked over my shaft.

As Palírroia pulled away, she nibbled her lip and roamed her lidded eyes over me.

"Shall we take that as a yes?"

I attempted to answer, but Thŷella chose that moment to dive back down and deepthroat me in a single fluid motion. So the best I could offer was a shuddery gasp and a nod of my head.

Palírroia grinned and pulled down the straps of her chiton. With her chest bared, she crawled up to me and let me take a nipple into my mouth. She cooed in pleasure. Lifting my chin up, she replaced her breast with her lips and swallowed down my moans.

Satisfied with my reactions, she pulled away and joined Thŷella between my legs. The nymph in question was giving herself a reprieve, stroking my cock as she panted. Palírroia licked her lips like she was eyeing her favorite piece of candy.

Each of them massaged a leg of their choice. One hand would tend to stroking my shaft or massaging my balls while they lovingly caressed my thighs with the other.

Palírroia took my cock out of Thŷella's hand and mirrored her earlier actions. Inch by inch, she slowly took my cock down her throat. All the while, she locked her lustful eyes on mine. By the time she reached the base, I was practically panting.

Empty handed, Thŷella moved under her best friend and pressed soft kisses along my inner thigh. That is of course until she reached my balls, which she lovingly lathered in her spine-tingling tongue. She hummed in delight before locking her lips around one of my balls and suckled it.

With a languid moan, Palírroia pulled back and started bobbing her head. There was an elegance with how she sucked my cock. A refined nobility. Somehow, she managed to make the act look graceful as she fluidly bobbed her head along my shaft. Every now and then, she pulled back, suckled my tip, and tickled the underside with her tongue. Just as often, she would deepthroat me, only to hum in delight and massage me with her throat.

"Master," Thŷella moaned as she switched between my balls. "Just relax and let us pleasure you."

Both roamed their hands over my body. As they kept their mouths busy, their fingers trailed over my thighs and stomach. I could only imagine what their free hands were doing between their legs.

Palírroia's tongue spun around my dick as it slipped down her throat. Her eyes fluttered close. While she dragged her nails softly over my abdomen, she inhaled my scent and shuddered.

Thŷella pulled away, trailing soft kisses along my thigh. She grinned, and backed away. No question came to mind as she disappeared behind Palírroia. By the time she knew what was happening, Palírroia's eyes went wide as she deepthroated me once more and shuddered. While her tongue flicked out over my balls, she whimpered from whatever Thŷella was doing behind her. Whether she was using her fingers or tongue, I couldn't tell. Honestly, I didn't care. All I knew was how good it felt to have Palírroia moaning while she worshipped my cock.

There was a single pound on my door. Before anyone could react to it, the door swung open.

"Alright, Prissy, time to— Oh, what the fuck!"

One of the very last girls I ever expected barged in, and almost immediately shielded her eyes from what she witnessed.

"Clarisse?!" I practically jumped, but Palírroia kept me locked firmly in place. Thŷella joined her, straddling my leg before dipping down to suckle my balls once more.

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised by this," Clarisse grumbled, making a point of turning her head in the opposite direction. "Seriously though, this early in the morning?"

"It's a complicated situation," I said, trying to keep my voice level. "Is there some kind of emergency?"

I moved to stop Palírroia, but the moment my hand touched her head, she let out a hum of delight and bobbed her head faster. In her haste, a bit of drool spilled down her chin as she sucked away.

"Not really, but I need some info. I'll make it quick."

"Can this wait until later? I doubt we'll be that long." My breath hitched from a wave of cold air as Palírroia pulled away. After proudly displaying her work, both nymphs took to licking my cock.

"And miss my opportunity to grill you for information? Not likely." She sat down on a nearby bunk, taking extra care not to look in our general direction. "Besides, I've got a boyfriend of my own. We haven't gone that far, but I've helped him out once or twice."

I forced back a snicker. "Maybe they could give you some lessons."

Even though I only considered that a joke, both nymphs took my words a bit too seriously.

"It would be our pleasure," Palírroia said, stroking me while Thŷella flicked her tongue over the tip. "Shall I prepare a more comfortable seat for you to observe?"

"No!" Even from behind, I could see a deep red blush crawling down her neck. "I've got plenty of references just from the sounds. I've seen more than I want to."

Palírroia gave a curt nod and returned to work. This time, she and Thŷella swapped places. While a lovely pair of lips tended to my balls, a curtain of silver kept me from watching the miracles Thŷella performed on my shaft. She clamped down tightly with her lips as she bobbed her head back and lovely tongue of hers flicked and spun around my tip, all but forcing me to throw my head back and groan.

"Anyway," Clarisse continued, "I want to know about Silena. Sweet as she is, I know she didn't tell me the full truth about how things have been since she got back. Also, I want to know everything you've done to her."

"Um… Everything?"

"Everything. Every word. Every touch. Every kiss. If you can think of it, you better not leave it out."

I drew a shallow breath. "Why is her sex life so important to you all of the sudden?"

"Because I know how she thinks. And I also know damn well that she died a virgin. She was like a little church girl anytime the topic of sex came up. Always talking about saving herself for marriage. So I want to know if she's still getting her wish or if you've been taking advantage of her."

Despite the amazing warmth of the two mouths servicing me, I shivered.

"And before you start coming up with some cover ups, keep in mind that I've already gotten her to talk. So I know what she wants me to hear. If you try to lie about it, I'll send you to the infirmary right alongside my brothers."

"Wouldn't plan on it," I grumbled. "Well, it's been a busy two weeks, but here's what I can remember."

So I told her what I could. Silena's depression. The constant requests for me to punish her. Our trip to the mall. And yes, I even regaled her about what I did leading up to our first time having sex.

It was no easy task. Not because Clarisse interrupted or tried forcing her spear down my throat. But rather, it was difficult to focus when two blowjob experts were giving me the time of my life.

The sensations were overwhelming. Euphoric. Thŷella and Palírroia worked wonderfully together, with far more coordination than my time with Piper and Annabeth. It was almost as if they were trained for years to do this. While one sucked my cock, the other would occupy herself with licking my balls, grinding on my legs, or even going down on the other nymph.

Occasionally, their moans would pause the conversation. Every now and then, Clarisse would break and sneak a glance over her shoulder, likely in an attempt to get them to quiet down. However, she quickly reminded herself why she covered her eyes to begin with.

Likewise, I did what I could to at least keep them calm, but they were clearly intent on making me cum. Over time, they began to speed up as they traded off. Whether the blur between my legs was silver and purple or black and blue, one thing was clear. One of them was going to get a healthy load of cum down their throat.

Clarisse didn't attack me when I managed to squeak out the last details of my interactions with Silena. Namely her budding friendship with Khione. Nor did she run me through for the constant slurping and moaning caused by the two enthusiastic women between my legs.

The topic quickly turned towards the events in the arena. Not to berate me for attacking her brothers or even try to get my justification for it. But rather for the one who helped me.

"Too many campers aren't willing to put up with your hellhound. The only reason they haven't run her out of camp or hunted her down is because Chiron and Nico have been protecting her. After yesterday, I don't think they're going to hold back anymore."

"But they're—hah— they would get themselves killed if they tried that. She's not some run of the mill hellhound."

Tension started building in my groin. My thighs started to clench, despite the two constantly rubbing them.

"I know, but they don't care. They're scared. They're angry. And after yesterday's so-called 'attack,' they are getting people to view her as just another monster instead of a pet."

"Is Sherman behind this?"

"He's been unconscious all day. I think it was someone from the Iris cabin who's rallying everyone. Either way, when you leave, you need to take her with you. For not only her safety, but for the idiots who would try to make a move on her."

Without wasting another word, she stood up and took her leave. Despite her attempt to be discreet, I didn't miss her quick glance in my direction. Nor did I miss the smirk on her lips as she walked out the door.

After she thankfully left, I returned my attention to Palírroia and Thŷella. Both were stroking their interlaced hands up and down my cock while flicking their tongues along the head. They took turns licking my soft spot, relishing in my strangled gasps.

"You two are going to be the death of me."

They simply giggled.

"Do you like it, Master?" Thŷella asked, pressing a kiss to my thigh. "Or is your heart racing because you were anxious?"

"Bit of both?" I sputtered out. "This is sort of my first time having an audience."

"What of last night?" Palírroia asked, batting her innocent eyes as she suckled my tip. "And with Lady Annabeth?"

I wanted to dispute those claims, but on second thought, I realized she was right.

"Fair point. But do you two plan on having audiences more often?"

"Yes!" Thŷella cried out. "Please take me in front of more people! Oh, to be claimed by my beloved master while others watch on. Whether in jealousy or appreciation, they find themselves unable to turn away."

"Hmm." Palírroia gave a long lick up my shaft. "Though I do not mind an audience, I would prefer a more intimate setting. Better for us to focus solely on one another."

"You certainly didn't have issues focusing on me," Thŷella said with a grin.

Palírroia blanched, but made no comment. Instead, she focused on sliding me into her throat once more while Thŷella busied herself with my balls. After everything that transpired since waking up, the tension in my abdomen was ready to burst.

"I'm about to cum!"

The moment those words left my mouth, Palírroia pulled back to suck on the tip of my cock and massaged her nimble fingers into my pelvis. Meanwhile, Thŷella pulled back and massaged my balls with one hand while the other rapidly pumped up and down the shaft.

"Do it, Master!" Thŷella cried. "Fill her mouth with your seed!"

No need to tell me twice.

Euphoria welled up inside of me and released in a massive burst. My hips thrust forward as I pumped Palírroia's mouth full of cum. Through both nymphs' efforts, the ecstasy trailed up to my stomach and down my legs.

Palírroia shuddered. Her eyes went wide, glazing over before fluttering shut. In her hum of pleasure, she wobbled on the bed before her legs gave out underneath her. Even after collapsing, she continued suckling on my cock. Those last few drops leaked into her mouth.

"Hmm." A dizzy smile appeared on her lips. She swished around the fertile fluid for a few moments. Though it took her two gulps, she managed to swallow the whole load without wasting a drop.

"Was it good?" Thŷella asked, suppressing a giggle.

"Can I do this more often, Master?" she replied with a faraway gaze. "You're so warm. So firm. So delicious. And when you finished..." She shuddered once more. "So hot and creamy and sweet! I want more!"

"Easy there," I chuckled.

She continued sucking long after I went flaccid. While I rubbed her head, Thŷella climbed up to straddle my stomach and started kissing my neck.

"I know it's a little late, but— Ah! Easy, it's sensitive. Wouldn't it be best if you shared it? Don't you both need the energy boost?"

"Mhmm." Palírroia pulled away with a wet slurp. "I have had my fill. Now Thŷella get's her turn with you."

I paled. "Um. Probably a bad time to say this, but I don't recover that quickly. Going to need a little while. Unless one of you want to get Katie or Piper."

Both of them simply giggled. Palírroia pulled away and lounged to my side with a wide grin plastered across her face.

Thŷella crawled up my body, rubbing her still clothed groin along my stomach. She trailed kisses along my shoulder before nibbling at my ear.

"That won't be necessary. Just relax."

As she grazed her teeth along my neck and shoulder, she ran her fingers down my back. They tickled down my spine. All the while Palírroia watched with a hungry stare.

Thŷella reached my pelvis and massaged her fingers into my groin. Not touching what wanted to be touched, but never straying far from it. As her electrical skin buzzed over mine, my nerves set ablaze in response to her. While she moaned and hummed her own delight in suckling along my neck, her fingers worked a magic unlike almost anything I'd felt before. The closest I could think of was Thalia forcing me to blow my load early, but this was far more gentle. Less invasive. But oh so pleasurable.

"Is that better, Master?" she whispered into my ear, nibbling the lobe.

Her fingers wrapped around my newly erect cock and softly stroked it. Where once I was worried about overstimulation, whatever she did to my nerves solved that issue instantly.

"Much better. I'll have to remember this later on."

I turned to kiss her on the lips, which she returned with gusto.

"May I make a request?" she asked, nibbling my lip.

I trailed my hands down her flanks and settled them on her supple backside.

"Go ahead."

She shared a smile with Palírroia.

"May you take me in front of the other nymphs?"

Despite my throbbing cock and her soft body pressing against mine, I couldn't help but laugh.

"As much as Nimba would enjoy that, I don't think we can just bring everyone into this cabin to watch us have sex."

"Not them." Palírroia stroked my arm. "The ones who attacked me last night."

I paled. "Wait? This isn't just about people watching you, is it?"

Thŷella blushed but leaned forward to peck my cheek. "I want them to see what they cannot have. We may be your slaves, but you are our master."

A/N - I know it's been a while. Some in real world events delayed the process a bit. Nevertheless, the story continues on, and it shall do so all the way until it is complete.

Now we know who this illusive fourth god was. It always struck me as bizarre how demigods always dream about their current situation or have other gods visit their dreams, but nobody ever credits Morpheus for at least working to set up that connection. You'd think the guy would have a lot more dirt on people by now.

On a less serious note, we are one step closer to rounding out all of the nymphs. Thŷella shall soon be claimed (in a rather unique manner). But that leaves us only one more. What will come of Sierra when she finally wakes up? All will have to wait to be revealed until later on.

It seems I've been neglecting a small piece of info, and I can only hope this delivery system works for it. But over the past few chapter uploads, I've been trying to announce that I have a P atreon account. All things considered, I'd argue it's going rather successfully for the moment. So whether you want to assist me through there, join the Discord server, or simply leave a review here, any and all support is welcome. I hope to see more active peeps over on the server though. We are so close to reaching one thousand members! I await your decision and shall return to my writing hole. This is Ronin signing off.