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“I usually taste like pineapple,” he admitted. “Condoms.”
“This is way better than pineapple.” I opened my mouth and then took him in, pulling back with that pop sound. Opening and going deeper, looking up at him, really working with each pull and thrust. I pulled off with another loud and intentional pop and said, “Fuck my mouth like you—”
He pushed his hand into my hair, fisted it, and then pulled me down on his cock with what felt like aggravation. He did as I asked. I braced my hands on his thighs, braced for the impact.
Chapter Forty-Six
Apollo
It was brutal. I understood that. I couldn’t stop. I was so fucking pissed at her for luring me, lulling me with my dick, that I rammed it into her. I felt that scrape of teeth, grunted, but I wasn’t stopping. She had tears, and I wasn’t stopping. I couldn’t. It was too close, and her mouth was too good. I could feel my dick slide down the back of her throat, the way it flexed as she coughed then gagged. Her short nails bit into my thighs, and still, I fucked her harder, and when I came, she choked on it. I let go of her hair as I pushed her away from me.
I hated what she did to me. What she made me think and feel. Like I couldn’t kill her if I wanted to do that again. I did. I looked back at her, coughing, still on the floor. She looked like a victim for half a second, and then she picked up her shirt and cleaned her face up with it. She straightened her shoulders, and like every demon in a scary movie, she began to crawl toward me.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“You don’t want more?” she whispered. “I want more.”
Fucking succubus. I wanted a cigarette. I wanted my routine. I wanted to come home and not find her looking in the bottom drawer of my dresser where my personal stash of shit was kept. I had that lock for a reason. She got her lock for a reason. When I got the alert on my phone letting me know someone tried it, I went to the cameras and saw it was her. When she got access, I about pissed myself. How? My orgasm over, I could think a bit clearer again. “Who do you work for?”
“You.” She was staring at my dick. I really regretted stepping out of those shorts right now. I sort of looked like a deranged version of a cartoon bear who only wore a shirt. I pulled my shirt off, and she looked at my chest, at me, like that was a win. “So fucking much left to explore.”
I was not sending the right message to this girl. Any other girl, neck snap. This one…did she just lick my toe? I stepped back. “Who do you really work for?”
She paused. Stiffened, sat upright and back on her heels. She looked up at me with a scowl on her face and said, “Me? Is this some sort of philosophical or psychology test now? Sure, on paper, I work for the extra-large assholes that run this frat. I’m bound to three of you. Two who abandoned me because I need a bit of personal space, and they don’t want me to have that. And you…and your…cat and mouse games. One minute you want me, the next you don’t.” She threw up her hands. “So, what now?”
I blinked at her because I believed her. She was just…snooping? Why? Just to be sure, I said, “So, you have no plans with anyone—”
“Oh, for crying out loud. You guys are such fucking babies!” She pushed up to her feet. “And a minute ago, against that wall, I was like, you don’t want to die, Harper. You want to see them again, hug Rip, graduate, and prove everyone wrong. Show the world that a nobody could make it. And now. Fucking kill me. Put me out of my misery, Apollo. If that’s what you need to do, then just fucking do it because housekeeping is not my forever job. Still, managing housekeepers, extending that offer to the BDOs…yeah, it crossed my mind. Is that what they told you? Your brothers? They were all worked up about it, too. No one wants to lose me, but no one wants to keep me either.”
She crossed her arms under those breasts, and her right foot began to tap. That was a lot of information to process on so many levels. She didn’t seem to be patient enough for me to do that. She gave me a severe expression as she said, “Well?”
I considered her information. Tilted my head and asked, “Well, what?”
“What am I doing here?” she asked. “Putting my clothes on. What?”
“What do you want to do?” I was really curious at this point.
“Honestly?” she asked, and I nodded. “I could use an orgasm. If this night is going to get worse for me, and I am sure it is, I would like to have one last hit.”
An addict. Oh, that made all kinds of sense to me now. I knew addicts. Our entire empire was built from the fact that people wanted, needed those drugs. I smoked cigarettes. My brother got me started when I was fifteen to make me look older. I…hated the fact that I had let myself be addicted to anything. Still, there they were, in the pocket of those shorts, and this was the longest I had been without one after an orgasm.
I looked at Harper, her tapping foot. I asked, “How bad do you want it?”
That foot stopped. Her line of sight went from my face to my dick, which did wonders for breathing new life into it. “Bad.” She bit her lower lip. Looked up at me and said, “Really bad.”
“Tell me what you want from me.” I waited.
Chapter Forty-Seven
Harpy
What did I have to lose besides my life? I dropped my arms from their folded position and walked over to him. I put my hand around that beautiful cock and said, “This. Everything. I want to taste your lips again. I want to feel you in my mouth. I want to ride your cock, your face, your fingers as I break into a thousand pieces over and over again. Until you are an animal and see me as one too. Until nothing that feels good is wrong. That’s what I want. It’s all I’ve ever wanted.”
Apollo reached forward, lifted one of my breasts in his large hand, let his thumb stroke over the nipple. I asked, “What do you want, Apollo? What do you want from me?”
“Everything.” He looked me in the eye and said, “But most of all, your loyalty.”
“Well. Let me bend the knee, your highness.” How much more loyal could I get to these ego maniacs? I signed a contract, for crying out loud. Thinking of that, I said as I got eye level with his cock again, “I promise to be true to you, Tituss, and Ripley.”
