The Golden Tyrant: Superman’s Omniversal Conquest

Kal stirred awake as the first rays of dawn filtered through the sheer curtains, bathing the luxurious bedroom in a soft golden light.

The scent of wildflowers and something faintly sweet lingered in the air, mingling with the warmth of the three women curled around him.

His super senses picked up their heartbeats—steady, synchronized, and comforting.

Selina lay to his left, her dark hair spilling over the silk sheets like a cascade of ink. Her slender fingers were wrapped around his left hand, even in sleep, her nails gently grazing his palm.

On his right, Harley had claimed his other hand, her vibrant blonde and pink hair an artful mess across her face. She murmured something incoherent in her sleep, her lips curling into a faint smile.

And on top of him, her cheek resting against his bare chest, Ivy was sprawled out like a queen. Her fiery red hair framed her serene face, and the faint scent of roses clung to her skin. Vines from the nearby plant had lazily coiled around the bedpost, as if guarding their restful slumber.

Kal couldn't help but smile at the sight.

It was moments like these—peaceful, intimate—that made him feel grounded, even with the weight of the multiverse on his shoulders.

But he wasn't one to let such moments stay serene for too long.

...

He shifted ever so slightly, his lips curling into a playful smirk. His left hand gently squeezed Selina's soft big boobs, his thumb brushing over her erected nipple. She stirred, a soft groan escaping her lips.

"Kal," she murmured sleepily, pulling the blanket higher over her shoulders. "Don't start."

Ignoring her protest, he turned his attention to Harley.

With a swift motion, he lightly blew a stream of cool air over her exposed neck. She shivered, her eyes fluttering open as she mumbled, "I..Ivy darlin—oh, wait, no… Kal! Y..You!"

Before either of them could properly protest, Kal turned his attention to Ivy.

He leaned forward, gently brushing his lips against her forehead, and then—just as she sighed contentedly—he whispered, "Rise and shine, sleepyhead."

With a soft groan, Ivy's emerald-green eyes blinked open. "Kal, if you value your life, you'll let me sleep for five more minutes."

"Not a chance," he said, his grin widening.

Selina finally sat up, her sharp green eyes narrowing at him. "I was dreaming about jewels the size of galaxy, and you ruined it."

"Oh, come on," Kal teased, pulling Harley closer as she yawned dramatically. "You're all just mad that I'm too charming in the morning."

"Charming? Annoying, more like," Ivy muttered, though there was a twinkle in her eyes as she propped herself up on his chest.

The room filled with soft laughter as the four of them settled into a comfortable intimacy.

As the laughter died down, Kal's expression turned more serious. He brushed a strand of Ivy's hair from her face before addressing them.

"Listen, I need to talk to you three about something important."

Selina raised an eyebrow, her sharp gaze immediately narrowing with suspicion. "Whenever you start like that, it usually means you're about to drag us into something."

Kal chuckled, but his tone carried an undeniable weight. "Not drag. Invite."

Harley sat up, propping her chin on her hand and looking at him with exaggerated curiosity. "Ooooh, do tell, Superman. What's the big plan this time?"

"I'm going to a new multiverse," he said, watching their reactions closely. "I told you guys earlier. Although I agree with you guys coming but..."

Selina leaned back, crossing her arms. "No buts...And you think we'd let you go alone?"

"Not for a second," Ivy added, her voice firm. "You're not leaving us behind."

Kal raised his hands in mock surrender. "I wasn't planning to. But before we head out, I need you three to gather everyone else. The monthly gathering is going to start earlier than usual. I want everyone here and settled before we leave."

Harley gasped, sitting up straighter. "You mean everyone everyone? All your gals?"

"Yes," Kal confirmed, meeting each of their eyes. "This isn't a small mission. If we're venturing into the unknown, I want every one of my wives briefed and prepared. Even though there is no one who has guts to do something to my women."

Selina sighed, though there was a gleam of amusement in her eyes. "So, what you're saying is, we get to do the wrangling while you play the big hero as usual?"

Kal smirked. "You're better at getting them all in one place. Especially since some of them are a bit… spirited."

Harley laughed, flopping back onto the bed. "Oh, you mean like Zatanna? I love her tricks, but she's a tough cookie to pin down."

"Or Diana," Ivy added with a smirk. "She's usually halfway through a battle or negotiation when these gatherings happen."

Kal chuckled. "Exactly why I need you three. Between your charm, your wit, and your sheer force of will, you can manage them all. Better than I ever could."

Selina rolled her eyes but leaned closer, her tone softening. "You're lucky we love you, Kal. Otherwise, this would feel like a lot of work."

"Love you more than you deserve," Ivy teased, brushing her lips against his jaw.

"I'd agree with that," Harley quipped, pressing a playful kiss to his chest. "But don't think you're off the hook, Big Golden. Once we've done the hard part, you owe us a proper vacation in whatever paradise multiverse we find."

Kal laughed, his arms wrapping around them both. "Deal. But first, let's get everyone home and ready. We leave soon."

The three women exchanged glances, a silent agreement passing between them. They might tease and banter, but when it came to Kal's missions ahem harem missions, they were always ready to stand beside him.

To Be Continued...