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As if I need the command, like a dutiful soldier, I do just as he ordered. A wave of warmth that has rested on the cliff since he took my nipple into his mouth finally releases. Pure carnality shakes through my body as I cry out his name… crying in the only way I ever want to cry again.
Tears of lust rather than tears of pain.
Moaning with each pulsation of decadence that attacks my pussy, I truly melt into an abyss of sexual heaven. With a few more thrusts, Apollo adds his own pleasurable moans, and he, too, joins me in our own utopian paradise.
Slipping my arms around his neck, I pull away enough to stare into his eyes. There is so much I want to say. So much I want to tell him. But right now, right this second, I enjoy the silence.
Apollo’s phone vibrates on the nightstand…and then again.
This time, he doesn’t ignore it, but reaches for it with a groan.
“I need to call my father,” he says as he flings his legs over the bed. “He’s been trying to reach me, and his patience is going to only last so long.”
My heart sinks. I want more cuddle time. I want more of him. “It’s Sunday. Can’t you take one day off from Medusa? Maybe we can go into town for shopping and lunch or something. I’ve never been to any of the little shops on Main Street. It’ll be weird to go inside with the ability to buy something and—”
“I can’t,” he says, walking toward his closet as he reads the text on his phone. “I need to deal with some business. Why don’t you go do that with your sister?”
I don’t like his answer. I hate his answer. It’s reminding me of our life before. Before the accident. His father always came first, Medusa came second, and everyone elsebesides mecame next.
“My sister will be fine. She’s still recovering and has visible wounds to her face. She won’t want to go out in public for a while. But I do. Please? It’s sunny out. And you said a storm is coming soon, so shouldn’t we go out and enjoy the nice day while it lasts? We may be cooped up inside for a while.” I lower the blanket to reveal a breast on full display to tempt him. “Apollo,” I say as he turns to look at me. “Come back to bed. Let’s play.”
It’s completely unlike me to be so flirty and sexually open, but I’m having fun with it. The man turns me into an animal.
Apollo looks away, as if my tease does nothing. He pulls on his pants and pulls a sweatshirt on as if I’m not lying here naked in bed, willing and waiting. His attention is back to his phone as he texts something urgently with a scowl.
“Apollo…”
“Daphne,” he snaps, walking toward the door. “I need to go deal with this. I’m sorry.” Without saying another word, or even walking over to the bed to give me a simple kiss goodbye, he leaves and heads to the study…again. Just like every single damn day of our marriage before we came to Olympus Manor.
The pang in my heart from his hasty rejection quickly turns to anger. The anger turns to rage. The rage turns to defiance.
All right, fucker! You don’t want to go into town, then I’ll go by myself!
Yanking my own clothes on in a fury, not paying attention to what I actually put on, I then storm out of our room to go check on my sister. Peeking my head into her room, my anger dissipates a little when I see her tiny and beaten body in a deep slumber, sleeping away her nightmare. It doesn’t take long for my anger to return when I leave her room and head downstairs. Apollo hurt my ego, my feelings. I asked for one damn day off and practically threw myself on him, only to be cast aside for his damn father. The Godwin family always suffocates.
“We need to talk. Athena is on the chopper heading this way,” Apollo says as he comes out of the study with an empty coffee cup in hand.
Son of a bitch! Did he not even see that I’m mad? I don’t give a fuck who in his family is coming.
“Have fun visiting with her,” I snap. “My sister is still asleep, and I’m going into town before the storm comes in.”
“What?”
“Did I stutter?” I’m being a bitch, but I don’t care. My temper has blown and there is no pushing it back in once I get going on a rampage.
“What the fuck has gotten into you?” He takes a few steps toward me. “And you’re not going into town right now. It’s important you and I have a discussion about that text I got.”
“Oh,nowyou have time to spend with me,” I say, rolling my eyes. “I guess Daddy Dearest doesn’t need you any longer?”
“I don’t like how you are speaking or acting,” he says with warning laced throughout every syllable.
“Well, I feel the same way. I don’t exactly like how you’re acting either,” I counter as I put my hands on my hips and take a step toward him as a predator would slowly stalk its prey.
“And how is that?” he asks, pausing as if he’s genuinely baffled that I would be angry at all. “How exactly am I upsetting you? Because I said I had to do some work and respond to my father?”
I say nothing, but that is answer enough for him.
“I haven’t been in the office since we got here. I’m trying to deal with a shitload of work remotely, and my family is still reeling from the death of my brother and your—”
