Ari

It took all about twenty minutes for things to spiral once Ariane arrived with her bags. They sat down in the living room to chat, but instead of clothes that actually covered anything, she was greeted by the house's official uniform. Understandably, she struggled to string together more than four words at a time, especially once she was seated on the couch with a sister on either side, neither of whom had the slightest reservation about touching her.

The two of them started undressing her together, and once she was fully naked, they each latched onto a nipple, one on each side. Eve slid a hand down and started stroking her; Ariane grabbed both of their heads and "forced" them together into a kiss in front of her — a soft moan escaping first, and then their tongues tangling. While they kissed, she pulled both their thongs down and started stroking each of them with a hand. It was a scene worth framing.

Nick had a full erection from the first minute; luckily, Alex rushed to his aid, dropping to her knees in front of him before he'd even finished thinking about how badly he needed the relief, pulling him free and taking him into her mouth with the enthusiasm of someone who'd been waiting her whole life for exactly this moment. She glanced up between strokes, catching the show on the couch the same way he was — Eve and Helen tangled together, Ariane's hands buried between both of them, everyone's moans stacking on top of each other into something that filled the entire room.

Rose materialized in the doorway a minute later, drawn by the noise, and stood frozen for a second, taking in the sight — new girl, both sisters, Alex on her knees — clearly overwhelmed by the sheer volume of it. Nick caught her eye and nodded toward Ariane; Rose lit up and crossed the room, sinking down beside the couch to work her mouth against whichever thigh was nearest, not needing to be told twice.

"Christ," Ariane managed, breaking away from a kiss just long enough to get the word out, "is it always like this here?"

"Pretty much, yeah," Eve said against her collarbone, not stopping.

Alex pulled off just long enough to glance up at Nick with a wicked grin. "Welcome to the family, big girl. Hope you brought stamina."

That was the moment Jen walk in, Ariane had never seen someone so beautiful, so perfect. On pure instinct she lifted both sisters with ease, place them on the couch delicately to the care of the maid and walked to this new woman in awe. She just drop on her knees in front of her, no words spoken. Jennifer let out a soft laugh, threading a hand into that dark hair. Without asking, Ariane hands slide up the back of her thighs, and buried her face between Jen legs like it was the only thing she'd ever actually wanted to do with her mouth.

Needless to say, Ari never wanted to set foot outside the house once she moved in. She asked them to install a gym in the basement and threw herself into exploring her desires freely, same as all the others, eventually refusing to be paid at all for living in paradise.

She didn't talk much, at least not to Nick, and had a particular fondness for sleeping with the sisters — who, of course, invited her to their bed often enough — but she slept with everyone. Not so much with Nick, though the one night the two of them worked Jennifer over together for hours was a definite highlight, but with the others, plenty. In fact, Nick started noticing he was needed around the house a little less every time he checked in on everyone — which he loved, since it freed up more time to enjoy with his wife. Eve still snuck into his bed now and then, Alex still devoured him the moment she caught him alone, and Rose still craved being taken at random moments — but he got something like a honeymoon with Jennifer for a few weeks straight.

"How's your mom?"

"She's good. Better than good — they had to go to the doctor for my dad... his age, blue pills, that kind of thing."

"Oh, good for him."

"The whole not-going-to-church thing — they had a real fight about it at first, but... well, blue pills, what can I say, there's not much that can stand in my mother's way once she wants something, especially not with that particular tool at her disposal."

"Wonder who you take after."

She smiled. A silence.

"How do you read Ari?"

"I think she was already free before she got here — well, she definitely didn't have this exact level of libido before, and I don't think she'd ever slept with a man, but she's been exactly herself since minute one."

"That's true, actually, hadn't thought about it that way... doesn't surprise me. Try repressing that woman and she'll knock you clean to Sevastopol and back."

Jennifer laughed. They were sunbathing at the pool — pretty routine now.

"Her dad taught her to fight. And taught her nobody gets to tell her what she can or can't do."

"Really? Great guy. I'd like to meet him."

Jennifer shook her head.

"He's in a coma. Cerebral aneurysm. He's never waking up. Just happened one day, out of nowhere. Bad luck, I guess."

"God, I'm so sorry... I don't actually know much about her, we barely talk."

"Yeah, well, not everyone melts for that angel face of yours. She talks to me sometimes, but yeah, she's not exactly an open book."

Nick shrugged.

"Not complaining, I've never felt better. She seems great and she's got plenty of stamina left in her — leaves me all this extra time to spend with you."

"I like it too. You seem more relaxed."

"I am." He looked down at the ground.

"But?"

"But I've been stretching this out as long as I can. I wanted... to overdose on you, I guess, not that it's possible — the more time I spend with you, the more I want. And I wanted a real vacation... before, well, you know what's coming next."

He took her hand; she started sighing, didn't even try to sense his mood, didn't need to.

"We could go on vacation..."

"Jen..."

"We could... we could tell the whole world to fuck off," she said through tears. "We leave, we go do the thing you and my parents want most, screw everyone else."

He wrapped her in his arms; she sobbed, inconsolable.

"You saved me, and I swore to serve you until the end of days."

"I don't want that anymore. Not like this."

"That's not true, gorgeous. You're just scared. If we did that... I wouldn't be who you say I am, and I need to be him. I need to make good on your dreams, the way I promised the day you saved me."

She couldn't stop crying.

"She needs it. You need it. My mother needs me, Jen, she believes in us — if I don't do this, I'll never see her again. Please don't ask me to abandon her."

He knew nothing he said was going to pull her out of the anguish; he just held her, for what felt like hours, until she finally calmed down.

"When I blacked out... I saw us. In the hotel bathroom, on our first date — you were running away while I was confessing the truth to you."

"I would never do that, you know that's impossible."

"The worst part wasn't you leaving — that already felt like my whole life slipping away by the second. The worst part... the worst part is what stays behind in the water. Alone. Not a drop of humanity left in it."

"That's not you. It never was."

"I was reborn that day. So no, I'm not that — and I know in my old life I wasn't a psychopath either, but I wasn't a good person. I felt entitled — if the world treats you like garbage, then screw the world, anything goes. I know you don't see it, don't understand it — and the fact that you don't understand it is exactly why I'm a real man now. You not seeing it saved my life. It turned me into what you see when you look at me with those huge dark eyes. I'll be your angel, Jennifer, or I won't be anything at all."

Dead silence.

"I don't want you to get hurt..."

"You know I'm not scared anymore. I know we're waking up — I felt it with your dad, that instant connection that let us understand, with barely any words, that the only thing that mattered was protecting you both and making you happy, no matter what stood between us. I think that's what we are. Our whole consciousness lives there — strength, honor, sacrifice, for the people we love. Not for ourselves."

"I don't know about that, honestly, I'm not a man — but if there's one thing I know, it's that you drive me insane when you go full shining-armor knight on me... I know she likes it too, because I like it, but I bet Ari couldn't care less about that stuff..."

"But her father did what a man's supposed to do, and that's exactly why she's so well put together. And yours did too. That's what we are — what we came here to do, and what we're not doing enough of. The reason I have to free every woman I look at is because somewhere, at some point, some guy failed to do what he was supposed to do — a father, a brother, a boyfriend, a friend. Someone was supposed to protect them, let them open up and be happy, so they could go on making other people happy too — and instead there was control, dominance, repression."

"It's like... you've hit some kind of enlightenment or something. It's honestly a little intense, hearing you talk like this."

"That's how it feels. I know if I do what I have to do for the right reasons, nothing can stop us. It's our purpose. I told you — I'm slow, but I get there. I've gotten there."

"And the games are over."

"Correct."

"Okay... I... fine. I'm not going to enjoy this, but you sound sure."

"I could be wrong. I don't care. It's what I want us to be, and what you all deserve — and I don't think it's a coincidence you love this part of me. It's what you need. What you all need. This house is proof of that. Literally."