Page 184 of Between Two Kings

Tem couldn’t imagine that. The tip of Apollo’s finger was already substantial—Tem couldn’t fathom anything larger possibly fitting inside. The thought scared her, but also made her curious. Before she could talk herself out of it, she asked, Is that what you prefer?

Apollo smirked. Sometimes. If you wish to experience it, I am at your disposal.

Tem did not wish to experience that. At least not with Apollo. She pushed his hand away. I don’t want you doing that to me.

Who said I would be doing it to you?

What do you mean?

Without warning, Apollo sent her a vision: him on all fours, Tem behind him. There was something between her legs. A cock—made from the same essence as the claw—held in place by a strap. The vision had no sound, but Tem saw Apollo moan as she entered him. It was like nothing Tem had ever seen before. She should tell Apollo to stop. But the vision was too tempting. Too delicious. Seeing Apollo like that, on his knees, vulnerable and at her mercy…it made her feral. Something inside her blossomed at the sight. Something inside her needed more. In the vision, Apollo was close. He was about to come.

Tem wrenched her mind away from his. “Stop,” she said out loud. “Don’t show me any more.”

Apollo’s mouth went wide with amusement. “Why? You are aroused by it.”

It was true. “That doesn’t mean I want to see it.”

They stared at each other in the darkness, and not for the first time, Tem understood that she was wildly out of her depth. Apollo was something else entirely, something she hadn’t bargained for. It would be so easy to throw herself off the edge with him. To fall. She had to steer herself away from the temptation.

“I don’t want to make one in that shape.”

“You can make it in any shape, Temperance.”

Apollo reached once more between her legs. Only this time, he gathered her wetness in his hand, taking it from her center and the inside of her thighs. Tem watched as her essence solidified, forming the familiar shape. Apollo held the claw out, offering it to her. She shook her head.

I have one of those already.

It is not unheard of to have two.

What would I do with two?

Wear them.

At the same time?

Yes.

Tem blushed. She was used to having Caspen’s claw inside her—she couldn’t imagine having another beside it, couldn’t imagine being filled like that. At the thought, a wave of heat came from Apollo’s mind. Clearly he could imagine it. Tem shook her head.

I don’t need another one.

If you ever change your mind, you need only ask.

That would never happen. But she would let him dream.

Tem watched as the claw disappeared before her eyes. They both stared at his empty palm.

If you do not need another, you could make one for me, if you wish.

That was certainly intriguing to Tem. But the shape of the claw inside her made no sense for Apollo. What form would it take?

Apollo took her hand and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. It would be a ring, to be placed here.

His cock was already covered in her cum. Tem tightened her grip, sliding her fingers down his shaft to gather what she could in her hand. Apollo watched her as she did it, waiting until her palm was full before saying, Focus on the shape you wish to make.

Tem closed her eyes. Apollo gave no further instructions, but she found she didn’t need them. She knew exactly what to do, and the moment she set her mind to it, the object began to form. The sensation was similar to how she’d felt when she made the golden claw necklace for Caspen—the same tingle below her freckles, spreading from the base of her fingers, the same sense that she was creating something new.

Good, Temperance. You are a natural.