The way Apollo’s chest rumbled, it sent vibrations down my back. And his massive erection against the small of my back sent shivers in my belly. I could feel my breasts becoming heavy with need. My breath became shallow.
The room was so dark that a small ray of blue light from an advertisement board outside, peeped from an open slit of a curtain lit it up in gray shades. When he set me down on my feet next to what looked like a bed, he slid me down his length. His hold on my nape was so strong that it didn’t leave room for movement. He was too dominating and all consuming. I should have been running from this situation, because I was a good girl. But why was I feeling those delightful tremors down my body?
He bent down to lean over my ear and bit my earlobe and grazed his fangs over them. Gods above. Why was I liking it? I was held hostage. Was something wrong with me? I stifled a moan when he grazed his fangs over my nape and clenched my thighs tightly.
He whispered in my ear, “Do you go out with every stranger who lures you like this?”
Shit. Did he know who I was? Was it some covert operation to expose who I was? “This is the first time,” I said shakily.
He chuckled. It was deep and throaty. “Should I be glad?”
“This is just one time fling,” I said, more to myself than to him, in a breathy voice.
“And I will do what I like to you.” He pressed my throat tighter. “You are going to allow me, won't you?”
I closed my eyes in submission. “Yes.”
“Then ask my name, sweetie.”
I didn’t know his endgame, but whatever it was, it was making me want him more. It was freaking me out. “What’s your name?”
“Apollo.”
An apt name. He was so beautiful that he surely was Apollo reincarnated.
“Now say my name, sweetheart.” His voice was a raspy order.
“Apollo.” His name rolled off my tongue easily. And the moment I said that, he slipped his hands inside my gown, slid them over my thighs and cupped my core.
“Already wet?”
I didn’t know what was more embarrassing—that my panties were soaking or that I appeared so needy.
He put his fingers in the panties and tore them apart. They fell to my ankles. He cupped my bare core as he sniffed the air of my arousal. Something inside me goaded me to leave this place like now, but at the back of my mind I knew he would just quash my plans. Also, I think I didn’t want to leave. All these new feelings were so intense—something I had never experienced, that I didn’t want to miss.
He started circling his fingers around and my hips bucked into his hands. My face must have been beetroot red at my lusty reaction for I could feel the heat. I had never felt this wet around Kevin. We never even stole kisses. I was walking on a tight rope from which knives dangled.
“You know what I have been thinking ever since you came here,” he said. He touched my core and pressed his finger. I went on my tiptoes as I moaned.
“What?”
“How that beautiful mouth of yours would look wrapped around me.”
I knew what he meant. I pursed my lips at the wild imagination and I think something inside me spasmed. The sensation was so good that I wanted to chase it. I wanted him to continue doing it. But he pinched my folds and pressed the pulse point of my neck at the same time. I yelped at the extreme pleasure as he controlled all the shudders that wrecked my body with his grip.
The next moment I was lifted off the floor only to be deposited on the bed. He put me on my back and pressed his weight over my body. My gown was bunched above my thighs and his hand was still over my folds. Before I knew what Apollo was even about, his mouth was on mine. He stole my breath and scattered my thoughts. The kiss was anything but gentle. It was hot and raw, our lips and teeth clashing. For a moment I was rooted to the spot, but then I melded. Liquid heat started pooling inside my belly. Almost instinctively, I bucked my hips into his. I was about to explode. All at once, he brought his hands up and pinched something on my apex. I shouted in his mouth as the heat inside me uncoiled with the speed of a viper.
The orgasm was savage, just like him. I saw stars in my vision as my orgasm went on and on and on. Every good girl concept in my mind shattered. This man was sin personified. He took every one of my moans in his mouth. When he left me, I was breathless, my eyes closed. I felt like sleeping, feeling spent.
“Look at me, Natasha,” he commanded.
I could barely move.
“Look. At. Me.” His command was too powerful.
I peeled my eyes slowly to look at him. His dark gaze was on me. Did his erection twitch? I didn’t have the strength in me to walk. He grabbed my hand and took it between his thighs. When did he unzip his pants? He made me wrap it around his massive length and guided me to rub it. As I looked into the dark lust of his eyes, my throat bobbed. He made me rub himself until he stilled for a moment and then he snarled against my neck as he came in my hands, his warmth coating my palm.
Apollo slumped on me, his hands on both my sides, caging me. I moved slightly to leave. “Don’t,” he growled. The way he issued orders, it was like a command that had to be obeyed. Like he was an Alpha.
I lay there, not able to open my eyes.
When I woke up next, I felt a heavy weight across my waist. Shit. I must have slept so deeply that I wasn’t awakened by my usual nightmares. I blinked at the dim light of the bedside table lamp. I turned my face to the side and found myself looking into the man who I met last night. My throat became paper dry when I saw that he was naked. I looked down and saw that my gown was still on, bunched up on my waist. Damn it. My heart raced, when I recalled what we did last evening. My eyes drifted from his face to his torso and I saw a tattoo. It was that of a wolf entwined in rose vines with thorns. It covered all of his left chest and a portion of his biceps. It was difficult to look away. It was a tattoo that left me with a lot of questions. But I had to ask them later, that is if we ever meet again. I was resolved never to meet him again. His hair had fallen over his forehead and I had this strong urg
“Sometimes, Apollo teaches football to the young kids!” Nicole said. “Oh shit!” she cried. “He is coming this way. Run and hide!”I managed to look behind and saw that Apollo was coming this way. The crowd parted for him as it fell into a stunning silence.“Run Lisa!” she urged. “I ran as fast as I could, but I was slower. Apollo came to us soon enough and blocked us from running. He stood right in front of me and my eyes zeroed in on his yummy cleft. He stared at me with cold eyes and the moment my gaze shifted to his eyes, I was terrified. My mind goaded me to run away from him. I had to hide. I couldn’t afford to expose myself.With his eyes fixed on me and without looking at Nicole, he his
Apollo’s POVMy fingers balled into tight fists as soon as I arrived in front of the bar. I was stiff, all but snarling. My blood was heated as shock bolted through my body and I broke into cold sweat. An exquisite scent hit my nostrils. Orange blossoms and sweet spicy. It was so exquisite that my heart raced and adrenaline coursed wildly through me.My mate.Her pull was crazy. My stomach knotted and my throat became dry like a dessert. There was an aching need that suffocated me. My need for her. I needed her so bad that it hurt. Every muscle in my body became taut. Every second that I wasn’t with her seemed like eternity. It felt like a lifetime of torture. I wanted to howl in ecstasy.And at this point of time, I knew that all my nightmares and traumas would
As if instinctively, Natasha curled her hand around my shirt and pulled me closer in her sleep. Now my body shivered for a different reason. Revenge that I had planned all those years, surfaced. With my heart racing, I looked down at the face I realized I had come to hate and I tasted fury at the back of my throat. Anger and distrust swelled inside like a storm in the eye of the ocean. It was so consuming that I wanted to wake her up and shake her. My hands went to her head in the hope of threading my fingers in her hair and yanking her down, but I found myself holding the back of her head with my shaky hands. While she lay in my protective embrace, I seethed in my rage. She moved a little and I froze when she buried her head in my chest. I needed to get away from her, kick her out, or kill her, but all I could do was feel her soft breath on my skin as she slumbered. I placed my head over hers as I
Natasha POV The class got over and I realized that I had much to catch up. As such transitioning from homeschooling to a proper high school was difficult for me. I really didn’t have any inclination to get any more attention and so I packed my bags quickly and looked at Nicole who was zipping her bag. She moved her chin to the exit gesturing me to go. Honestly, I wanted to leave this scholl and this pack after today’s incidents. I intended to have a word with my aunt and uncle. BMHS was the pack school that was a part of a larger building that consisted of the pre-K school and the college. It was a giant monstrosity of a brick building with great interiors. The gardens were lined with woods and their perimeter was full of seasonal herbs and flowers, emitting intoxicating fragrance.
My stomach plummeted and terror seeped inside my skin. For the love of God, what was he doing here? The way he was leaning against the car, it was as if he knew that I was in detention. Did he wait for me to come out? Did Rita fill him with her skewed version of the story? I realized that he was waiting for me to get even. My knees started shaking but I couldn’t show that I was weak, so I continued to walk to my car. When I neared Apollo, his woodsy and male musk scent flooded my nostrils and a muscle tingled in my core. Shit. Shit. I ignored him and opened the driver’s door but Apollo caught my bag and tossed it on the ground. Before I could protest, he spun me around against his chest. I yelped. “You are the stupidest girl I have ever seen,” he growled. “It seems your girlfriend has alre
I closed my eyes as he rubbed my clit while pressing my core. The sensation was so consuming that I chased my orgasm. I felt like an addict. I held his forearms and dug my nails in them. My thighs began to shiver as a tingle ran down my spine and just as it was about to touch the heat that had pooled in my belly and explode into an orgasm, Apollo removed his fingers.“Nooooo!” I cried, missing his fingers. This was frustrating, agonizing.But Apollo had other plans. He spun me around and pushed me to kneel in front of him. “You won't get your release, Natasha, but you have to take care of this.” He opened his belt, unzipped and lowered his pants. His massive erection sprung free. “Open your mouth,” he ordered.I stared in awe at his huge length—the most bea
“Natasha,” my uncle called, worried that I was suffering from separation anxieties. I was. “I will come here every weekend for you, okay? There’s nothing to be worried about. Your aunt has stocked up everything. If you want, you can call Nicole to stay with you.” I gave him a weak smile. He was a genuinely sweet soul. He didn’t know the kind of anxiety I was going through and I didn’t want to burden them with my worries. How could I tell them that a certain crazed Alpha wanted to avenge me for I-don’t-what and that I was the cause of them leaving for two months. No, they didn’t have to know. I would endure it… for them. My aunt leaned to the right, picked up a credit card and gave it to me. “This has a withdrawal limit of three thousand dollars for this month. If there is an urgency, don’t hesitate to withdraw.”