My skirts were tossed up.
I blinked again, twice, fast.
And I came awake when my tights were torn down my legs.
My heart instantly racing, I shifted up hurriedly, pushing up the bed but got only so far when two strong hands wrapped around my ankles, dragged me back down and tugged them apart.
I gasped when a man covered me.
Through the firelight casting a weak glow through the room, I saw Apollo’s face.
I should have relaxed seeing as it was him, but the look on his face made my entire body go wired.
His hand drove into my hair, fisting as he rumbled, “You are a lioness.”
Hunh?
“What? What’s going on? Are you—?”
He cut me off. “Not even of your blood, not even a word exchanged, barely a glance, for them, you sank a blade into a man’s flesh.”
I thought I knew what he was talking about so I said, “Well, yeah. I did. But why are you—?”
His mouth came to mine and I shut up because I could see his eyes were afire. They were searing into me and they were doing it in a particular way.
I knew that way. It was slightly different, not charged by adela tea.
But it was also the same.
His next words proved me right.
“You’re going to take me now, Maddie, and warning, my dove, I’ll not be gentle.”
Yes, his eyes were burning in a particular way.
My stomach dropped.
“Apollo,” I breathed then he was gone.
But he didn’t go far.
My skirts were thrown back up, my panties torn down my legs and his mouth was there.
Holy cow.
At his touch, more precisely how really good it was, my back arched off the bed and my heels dug into the mattress, but not for long. He grasped me behind the knees and threw my legs over his shoulders. After he accomplished that, he scooped my ass in both of his hands, brought it up, pressing me deeper into his mouth and he fed.
And boy, how he fed.
My hands went to his head, fingers sliding into his thick hair. My heels dug into his back. My neck arched and my lips parted, pants whispering out as Apollo wasted absolutely no time taking me there.
And then I was there, teetering over the edge, my orgasm within reach, it was going to be good, and I whispered, “Baby.”
Then his mouth was gone.
Before I could even whimper, I was rolled to my stomach, my h*ps yanked up roughly and he pounded inside, filling me.
“Fuck yes,” I breathed, my fingers curling into the covers.