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“About us,” he begins. “About what our next step is. I’m thinking about my brother and wondering if he’d ever forgive me for this. You were his. Not mine. But now that I want to make you mine… will he haunt our asses forever? Are we crossing a line that we both can’t live with?”
My heart skips a beat knowing that he’s considering me in his future plans, but that he’s also considering not having me in them either to honor his brother. “What are you saying?” I interrupt, needing more clarification. “Do you think the fact that I was married to your brother will prevent you from… being with me?”
He swallows hard and takes a deep breath. “I’ve been loyal to my family my entire life. I’d throw myself in front of The Reaper himself for any of them. But this one time in my life, I want to be selfish. I want to do what will make myself happy.”
“And what will make you happy?”
“Making you truly mine. Holding on so tight you can barely breathe. Obsessing over you, protecting you, and doing the same for that child of ours. I don’t want the life Apollo had with you… I want us to start our own. But one thing I know is I want you. Mine.”
“Yours?”
“Mine.” He stands up and pulls me from the bed. He wraps his arms around my frame, trapping me against his body. “I feel so much more than the dark, angry emotions of before. It’s as if my heart has grown. My entire being has changed. I feel pain, I feel the loss of the thought of not having you in my life, and yet I feel emotions such as hope and love. Love for you. I don’t feel like Ares anymore. He truly died in that crash right alongside Apollo.”
I look up into his eyes and allow the tears to fall. His words are all I have ever wanted to hear. He loves me. He openly admits his feelings for me. No one in my life, other than my sister, has been so free with expressing love to me. No one has made me feel this way before.
“I don’t deserve your love in return,” he says. “I’ve done awful things in life. I’ve killed, and to be honest with you… I won’t be able to change who I am. There is nothing I won’t do for my family and Medusa. And now when it comes to you and our baby, I’ll kill anyone who dares try to harm you. I’ve lied, and I’m now expecting you to lie forever as well. I’m a bad man, but a bad man who is in love with a woman and the idea of what a future with her could be like. But I also want to earn your love. I want to prove to you I can give you and our baby what you need. I can honor the memory of my brother by protecting and caring for you like a true Godwin would do. I’ll try to be everything a man and provider should be.”
“I have no doubt you will.” I stroke his face and give him a soft kiss before adding, “You aren’t a bad man. You may have done bad things, but that’s your world. It’s a world I understood when I entered this family. You only do what was in your nature as part of that world. Yes, I want the good in you. But I won’t refuse the bad either. I want every part of you and won’t expect you to change. Be Apollo. Be Ares. Be good. Be bad. Be whatever you want.”
His eyebrow rises, and a devilish grin spreads across his face. “Are you telling me I can be the villainandthe hero?” He lightly places his palm on my neck. “Be careful what you say.”
“I don’t have to be careful when I’m around you. I know you’ll keep me safe.”
“But who will keep you safe from me?” He dips his hand past the waistband of my pants and caresses my mound.
“I’m not needing saving. I happen to like the villain in the story. He’s just misunderstood.”
He puts his lips so close to mine that I can feel his heavy breath. “And if I told you I want to fuck you right now, what will you say?”
“I’ll say no. Just so you can fucking take me anyway.”
I smile up at Ares—Apollo, and we both know the time has come. When I try to offer assistance in shedding my clothing, he slaps my hands away. Effortlessly, he rids me of my clothing, never breaking his stare with mine. When he removes his own clothing and stands before me in all his nude glory, I can’t help but moan in anticipation.
“Ares—”
“Apollo,” he corrects. “From now on, the only name you ever call me is Apollo.”
“Apollo—”
“Don’t talk,” he interrupts as he lowers me back to the bed and climbs on top of me, lowering his mouth to mine. “Do only what I say.” He kisses me long and deep. He tastes of life, and hope, and sweetness, but there is also the sting and the spice. He strokes his hands up and down my body, batting away my hands every time I reach for him.
“Don’t make me chain you, princess,” he hisses. “Only move when I tell you.”
Moving lower down my body, he cups my hot-skinned sex in his hands, clearly pleased to find me wet with my legs spread wide. I’m ready for him. I don’t think it’s possible to ever deny him. Never turn him away. I will never truly ever be able to say no.
Breaking his rule, I reach for him. He’s thick and hard, the massive girth of his cock swollen and leaking. Just for me.
“Let me suck on you,” I plead. “I want to taste you.”
He grants me my wish and straddles my neck, so his cock rests in front of my face. Moving fast, I suck him deeply into my mouth, running my tongue along the tip, luxuriating in the heady taste of him. I want more.
I rake my nails down his chest and pull him into my throat until he bottoms out, delightfully gagging me with his size. Still, I try to take more, until I gag again, and my mouth salivates. My lips spread wide; he’s too big, but I love it. I’ll never get enough of him. His smell and taste are drugs working on my system. The heat of his body, the comfort of his solidity, a balm to an existence that has become fraught, rocky, and confusing.
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.
