Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
This man stands at the center of my universe, rigid and impregnable. Constant. Reliable.
“Come for me, Apollo,” I mumble around his hard flesh, eager for the flavor of his release. I like the way his name sounds on my lips now. He groans when I palm his sack, squeezing gently. “Give me your come. I need to taste you.”
He thrusts against my throat, his hips working, pushing deeper.
“I need you.” I try to say it, but it comes out muffled. He doesn’t care, and neither do I.
His fingers dig into my scalp as he pulls my face tighter against his groin. Speech is impossible, so I just hum around him.
The pre-cum of his desire coats my tongue, thick, heavy, and sweet. I moan as the serum’s aphrodisiac works through my body, setting nerves tingling. I swallow him down, sucking until he would have no choice but to release fully into the back of my throat. But he resists.
“No, I want to fill your pussy with my seed.”
Frantically, he lowers himself down and reaches for his cock to guide the brutal length of him between my thighs, pressing past my slick folds, claiming me once again. He raises his hips and slams back down, pounding into me with everything he has.
One of his hands close over my breast, fingers strumming my nipple. I groan as I arch my back, silently begging for more. I want him deeper. I want to feel his possession so deep that I’ll truly feel as if we blend as one. I can’t get enough of him. It’s as if my body is starved and it’s this man who gives me life.
“Deeper,” I moan.
He groans out a wordless answer, deep in his throat, and my stomach coils tight at the rasping sound. Flipping us over, he lies on his back and has me straddle him, riding his cock. I bob up and down as his eyes watch my tits bounce. I like having the power to give him pleasure. I can see it in his black eyes. I can feel it coming from his flesh. I please him, and that very knowledge brings on a wave of euphoria as a tidal wave comes crashing down.
I arch my back as his cock drives deep inside and scream out his new name. Over and over again. Apollo. Yes. Apollo.
He grabs me with a rough hand to the neck, pulling my face down. He sucks at my tongue, swallowing my orgasmic groans. I bite his lip, tasting his blood and buck my hips, milking the last wave of my release.
I rear up, gasping, reveling in the big cock that slams deep inside of me with every thrust of his hips. My husband looks wild, the thick muscles of his abdomen and chest rippling, his hair curling around his ears. I have never seen a more perfect man. My man.
I dig my fingers into his chest, and he groans again. My thighs burn. I don’t care. None of it matters. All that matters is giving Apollo the pleasure I so desperately want to give him.
I lean back, resting my hands on his corded, muscled thighs so I can get a better angle. His eyes burn into me, dark and probing, hard and hot, as if he sees into my soul. Every time he looks at me, I feel our bond grow stronger and stronger.
The orgasm coils tight within me again, drawing close.
“Apollo,” I cry.
He nods. “Yes, say my name as you fucking milk my cock.”
He slips a hand down to stroke my clit, and I allow him to throw me over the edge as he thrusts his final release into me with a deep growl. I scream as a flood of sensation knocks the wind out of me. Wave after wave of heat courses through my veins as Apollo pumps his seed inside of me.
When the shocking erotic delights dim enough that I’m able to open my eyes fully, I breathe out, “That was amazing.” He lay beneath me with a light sheen of sweat on his skin.
“That was just round one,” he says with a chuckle. “More’s coming, my wife. So much more.”
Chapter
Thirty-Nine
Daphne
I enter my sister’s room, not sure how much of what’s just happened I need to tell her. I touch my belly and consider sharing the good news but feel it’s not time yet. The pregnancy is still early, and she just lost her baby. Her wound still has to be extremely raw. The time will be right soon enough, but not now. And as for Apollo and his true identity… she doesn’t need to know that either. She’s still asleep which makes all my decisions easy. I don’t want to lie to her, but she doesn’t need to be pulled into the Godwin web any more than she already is.