Gods? Styxx tried to say the word, but nothing came out.
The one on his right leaned in to whisper intimately. "Have you a name?"
It took him several heartbeats to muster a sound. "Styxx." It came out as a hoarse croak.
"So, Styxx," the other one said, leaning in on his left side. He ran his hand down Styxx's chest, raising chills all over him. "You've been calling out to all the gods on Olympus for rescue.... Would you like us to free you?"
Desperate to be away from the torture, he nodded.
The other god began stroking his undamaged nipple. Licking his lips, he smiled down at Styxx. "For every favor you're granted, young prince, you have to give us something. But you don't appear to have anything to offer ... other than yourself." The god covered Styxx's lips with his own and kissed him passionately.
Crying out, Styxx turned his head away and did his best to get free.
The other god tsked at him. "Would you really rather be tortured than to have us free you?" It was his turn to kiss him.
Styxx gagged.
Offended, the god pulled back to glare at him. "Now that was just rude." He jerked the linen off Styxx's hips, leaving him completely naked.
Terror consumed him at what they intended. "Please don't," he breathed.
The one who'd exposed him slid his gaze to the other. "Rape is your thing, not mine. Although, at the moment, I can see the appeal. Still..." He returned his attention to Styxx. "Your last chance, dearest. Who would you rather have play with this luscious body of yours? Me or the priests?"
Styxx glared at him and answered without hesitation. "The priests."
"Very well. You have chosen." He handed the cloth to the other god. "Troo to peridromo." Eat a bellyful....
Then he vanished.
Apollo bit his lip again as he ran his gaze down the length of the prince's bare body. He let it linger at the hipbone ... one of his favorite things to nibble. "You would really rather be tortured than spend a day in my bed?"
The prince nodded vigorously.
Offended, Apollo sighed. "I should warn you. Bad things happen to those who deny me." He pressed his body against the full length of the prince then buried his lips against his neck.
Styxx fought him like a lion.
Too bad. "Fine then, human. If I can't toy with you one way, I'll have you another."
Styxx's eyes widened as he saw the god's canine teeth elongate into a set of sharp fangs. The god lowered his head so that he could bite Styxx's jugular. Pain tore through him like fire. He would have cried out, but no sound came as the god drank from his blood. The room spun as wave after wave of dizziness consumed him.
Time hung still as Styxx felt his willpower drain out.
After a few minutes, he was so weak from blood loss that he could barely hold his head up. The bite left him panting and in excruciating pain. Smiling down at him, the god cupped his cheek and angled his head until their gazes locked. The god licked Styxx's blood from his lips then leaned in to lick the remnants from Styxx's neck.
He nipped Styxx's chin. "I own you now, little human. You are forever bound to me." He brushed his hand over Styxx's chest. "I could make you beg me to take you. But I think as punishment for your rejection, I'll let the priests do it for me. I shall leave you to their tender care, and when you tire of it, call to me for rescue and I'll grant it." He kissed him again, only this time it was rough and extremely painful. "Just remember what the payment is for your release. You will willingly come to my bed for a week. And you will gladly take my cock wherever it is I wish to put it."
Sucking his breath in sharply between his fangs, he gave Styxx's body one last once-over. "I'll be waiting, little prince. But don't make me wait too long. Otherwise, you will regret it. I promise you." Then he was gone.
Even more horrified than he'd been before, Styxx hung by his arms, hating everyone, and everything about his life. So, the Olympian gods had answered him with something far worse than what he was facing.
I can't believe it.
Either way, he was going to have a rod shoved up his ass....
If he was smart, he'd accept the god's offer and be done with this place. Surely being a god's concubine would be better than the torture they'd been putting him through.
Then again, given his father's careless disregard for his lovers....