Greed God chapter 164

April 3rd 2016 Brightedge City 7:00 PM EDT

Apart  from the whole fortress thing, the Iceberg Lounge was mostly unchanged  to my surprise. The iceberg that was its namesake was still there, the  bars were all still open, and the floors were still clean and mostly  uncrowded as people spread out along the different levels. As usual, as  soon as I entered, one of Penguin's three assistants was there in a  flash. Jay, the pretty blonde who always went gaga over my money, was  the first to reach me. Favoring me with a wide smile. "Mr. Mammon! I'm  so happy to see you! We were worried something had happened to our  favorite customer." She pouted at me. "You were supposed to come visit  us."

I grinned at her and dipped a hand into my pouch,  slipping out a diamond the size of an easter egg and holding it out with  a shrug. "Sorry about that, Jay. Glad to know I was missed at least. I  come bearing gifts at least? Does that earn me some forgiveness from my  favorite little birdie?" Jay's pupils dilated as she stared at the rock,  reaching out slowly to take it from me. She slipped the diamond into a  pocket before leaning down to kiss her way down my hand to my fingers,  one of which she began to literally suck on slowly.

Blinking  at the sudden but not unwelcome come on, I decided to let her have her  fun, but it was interrupted by a loud throat clearing from off to my  side. I looked over to see both Barbie and Amy glaring at me accusingly.  I pulled my hand from Jay's mouth, enjoying the sight of the single  strand of drool hanging from her mouth. I cleared my throat. "Any way  sweetness, we're here to talk to the big man can you take us up to see  him?" She pouted but gave me a sad nod, turning to head up to Penguin's  office with a sway in her hips. I popped her on one of her cute little  ass cheeks as she walked away earning a pleased squeak as she sped up.

Looking  at my girls I just shrugged. "What? I need to stay in character."  Barbie rolled her eyes while Amy walked over and practically molded  herself to my side, glaring at all the women we passed. I chuckled at my  jealous little wifey. I leaned down to murmur in her ear. "Someone is  feeling a bit insecure huh? What has you so upset love? It breaks my  heart to see my pretty new bride so unhappy." I knew of course, but I  wanted her to say it, because once she put it into words I could talk  her around it.

She pouted, leaning her head into my  shoulder. "Oh, you remember we're married? The way you drool over all  these other women I thought you might have forgotten."

I  clapped one of her own soft jiggly cheeks in one hand with a sly grin in  my voice. "I'm supposed to be drooling over you all the time then  baby?" I gave a firm squeeze. "Because even my pretty princess doesn't  have the energy to handle that much of my attention. I didn't want to  scare you off. Besides, are you the only one allowed to have fun with  some sweet little thing? I let you and Emerald have your best friend fun  time don't I? I just assumed we were at a place in our marriage where  you didn't mind sharing with other girls."

Her cheeks went  bright red and her expression became conflicted. It was hilarious to me  that I'd manipulated her into fucking her little friend in the first  place, and now she was feeling guilty for expecting monogamy from me  when she wasn't doing the same. My sweet little Amy was too trusting for  this world. Luckily I was the only man who would ever twist her pretty  little head in knots like this. No other guy would ever take advantage  of her when I was around. It was the least I could do.

She  gnawed on her lip. Her expression looking a little lost. "I...that's  not really the same though. Emerald loves me. What we have is special,  and I thought you were happy with that? But...I guess when you put it  like that it does seem a bit wrong. Especially since I know you and some  of the other girls are clearly involved already." Her expression became  hard. "You've even impregnated two of them. Something we WILL be  discussing by the way."

I squeezed her ass a bit harder,  earning a squeak and a mutinous glare from my wife. I just chuckled and  waved it off. "Dragons are notoriously prolific breeders my love. You  had to have expected me to have more than just a few kids. Don't worry  though, I have every intention of making sure my prettiest princess  bears me plenty of beautiful babies. Don't you want our children to grow  up in a big family? I know you regretted never having siblings. Our  little ones will have plenty of playmates."

There was no  way this argument would work under literally any circumstances or with  literally any other woman on the planet. Amy's weird royal upbringing  combined with my nature and some of the tweaks I'd made to her desires  made this vaguely plausible, and the rest was just open manipulation on  my part. Luckily my pretty bride was still in her honeymoon afterglow,  and somehow found this absurd justification compelling, yanking my mask  up slightly to mash her lips to mine in a frantic excited kiss.

My  wife, for those of you out there not in on the secret. Is NOT a normal  person. This was literally so easy for me I almost felt bad about it.  ME. Despite that though, I thanked whatever gods were listening for  making sure I got my Amy. She might be a little naive, but she was also  basically custom built for someone like me. If I was capable of falling  in love with someone, I'd probably be head over heels for my pretty  princess.

She pulled back with an adoring smile, cooing up  at me. "That's so sweet I'm almost willing to ignore what a bullshit  reason that is." Huh. Guess she notices SOME things. She giggled and  hugged me tight. "I can't stay mad at you. I guess a few practice babies  won't hurt anything. But I'd better be the next woman you breed, or  we're going to have a serious talk." She gave me a stern pout and poked  me in the chest, and it was so cute I had to strangle a laugh.

"Yes  dear. I promise. The next baby is yours, but not right away alright?  The ones we have are already going to be a handful." I neglected to  mention the wedding bastard I'd pounded into her aunt, obviously, but  hey, I didn't specify there were only two kids. I was willing to keep my  promise and make her my next baby mama. If something urgent came up I'd  just pound one into her quick and take care of whichever other girl  needed it. It wasn't like it was hard to do.

She shook off  her adoring wife face, which was a shame because it looked cute on her,  and turned serious, ignoring my groping of her soft little ass to look  after Jay. "So, this Penguin is some sort of local crime baron, yes?  Barbara wasn't wrong about the danger of trusting such men. I know it's a  necessity in this instance, but I trust you'll at least lay some  counter measures?" Her voice was low enough to seem like more private  talk, and I grinned down at her in pride.

It was so hot  how she could go from my dopey, naive little Amy to princess Amaya the  competent leader so quickly. I kind of wanted to fuck her right here. It  wouldn't really be a valid use of time though, even if it might be in  character, so I just pulled her against me. "Of course, my love. I'd  never take any risks with your safety, or any of my other girls." I  nuzzled into her neck with a playful growl. "I'm a jealous dragon, and I  always protect whats mine."

The giggles were as genuine  and sincere as the serious worry. "Good. I like most of them. I had some  time to talk to them all. Barbara and I are a bit concerned about your  tendency to collect more women, but that can be managed. They seem like  lovely ladies. Dinah is a lovely person, we spoke at length about how I  was settling in. She's going to be an exceptional mother." She smiled  sadly. "She reminds me of my own mother quite a bit. I find myself  actually excited for the baby to be born." She gave me a wide smile.  "Like I said, practice babies." Then, almost casually. "Plus she can  nurse the babies for us so I don't lose my figure. Might as well put  those tremendous jugs to use." I almost tripped at that. Note to self.  Spend more time with Amy. Aside from being adorable, I needed a better  handle on this bitch. She was just spinning me in circles. Not that I  could say I wasn't enjoying it.

We finally arrived at the  Penguin's office, and there was a short wait before we were let in. It  was clearly a power move, but after spending so much time around the  nobility, it came across as heavy handed and gauche. People in Gemworld  had to be a bit more subtle about dick measuring (in some ways)  regardless, after a bit of a wait he finally let us in, and I left most  of the others outside, only taking Amy and Barbie inside. The two of  them were the most likely to be useful in a meeting, and the others  could handle themselves.

When Penguin saw me entering in  my fancy noble clothes and mask he raised an eyebrow. "Interesting  outfit." He said dryly. "I can't say it doesn't work for you. Now. I  believe you were interested in cooperating with each other. I'm not  against the idea, but what exactly do you bring to the table here? Gear  is fine and dandy kid, but you only brought six or seven people from  what I was told. I fail to see how that's going to be useful to me in  the grand scheme of things. What's to stop me and my boys from just  locking you all up and forcing you to make weapons for us en masse. The  old rules of hospitality aren't necessarily still in place."

He  didn't say it like it was a threat. It was an actual question. He  wanted to know what my insurance was for being here, because he trusted  that I wasn't stupid enough to show up with only a handful of people and  put myself at his mercy without a valid backup plan. It was actually  kind of flattering.

I considered telling him. Just laying  out how strong we were verbally to inform him of what a mistake it would  be. Instead, I decided to just show him. I walked forward into the  office, ignoring the tensing of the two guards behind him. Their boss  didn't tell them to attack, and I wasn't getting too close, so they were  tense but watching for now. I placed a hand on the desk in front of  penguin. I considered converting it to a claw, raking my nails over the  wood or something, but that would have been pretty pedestrian.

Instead,  I reached down into myself and called on the storm. Specifically, the  lightning in the Vital Tempest. I pulled on it, as much as I could yank  out in one tug, and shoved it all into the desk, making sure to shape it  properly. I poured my power into the destructive aspect of the  lightning. There was a crack as electricity split the air, and then it  faded, and took the desk with it. One second there was a big hardwood  desk in between us, the next there was a drifting cloud of ash. I kept  my voice as cheerful as possible as I responded. "I'm stopping you,  Oswald." His eyes were wide as he stared at where his desk had just  been. Being back home was already turning out more fun than I had  expected.