"You're so fucking sexy, Apollo. Every part of you. If you let me, I would worship this body for hours. I'd find every little spot that made you quiver and shake. I would break you apart and put you back together," Lachlan growled, rubbing his hard dick against Apollo's ass with every stroke of his hand. "I'd fuck this sweet ass of yours until you could see sounds."
Fuccckkk.Apollo was groaning under Lachlan's hand as his brain and body melted.
"I'd take such good care of you that you would never want anyone else," Lachlan said, and his strokes tightened and began to jerk Apollo at a pace no dick could survive. "Come for me, Apollo. Let me see how pretty you are when you lose control."
Lachlan's hand around Apollo's mouth tightened as his orgasm burned like fire through his veins. Teeth clamped around his ear lobe, and Apollo was done for. His release burst through him, coating Lachlan's hand as he gentled his stroking.
"So fucking beautiful," Lachlan said, voice full of awe as he stared at the mess over his hand.
He released his other hand from Apollo's mouth. Apollo took a shuddery breath, his body still shaking from the intensity of his orgasm. Lachlan shifted and got up. Apollo rolled on his back,his dick still hanging out, and he didn't think he could move. Lachlan ducked into the ensuite and came back with a damp hand towel.
"You want me to clean you up?" he asked.
Apollo shook his head. "I can do it." Lachlan passed him the towel, and Apollo saw that he hadn't washed the spunk off his other hand. "Ah, you missed a spot."
"This is mine," Lachlan replied and headed back to the ensuite. "And I have filthy plans for it."
"What plans?" Apollo stammered, but Lachlan only laughed and disappeared from sight. The dragon in him snarled, and Apollo got up to follow him.
16
If Lachlan didn't come soon, he was going to lose his damn mind. He promised Apollo that it was about him, that he didn't need to reciprocate, but Lachlan needed to get off or risk coming untouched. He brought one of his sticky fingers to his mouth and sucked. Salt and musk and something his whole body recognized asApollofilled his mouth. This was his purest essence, and Lachlan was never going to get enough of it. He dragged off his jeans and wrapped his hand around his aching dick.
"Are you using my come as lube right now?" Apollo demanded from the doorway. Lachlan was too far gone to be embarrassed. Let Apollo see. Let him finally fucking understand just how much Lachlan wanted him.
Apollo's eyes were glowing hot and gold as they took in Lachlan's naked body and the hard dick in his hands. He leaned against the door of the bathroom and gave him a lazy, predatory smile.
"Don't stop on my account. Put on a show," Apollo said, challenge in his eyes.
Lachlan grinned back. "You think standing there will stop me. It just gives me something sexy to look at."
And Apollowassexy, especially with his golden hair a mess and that wet spot on the front of his boxers where he had tucked his spent cock back in.
Lachlan continued to stroke, Apollo watching every touch and twist he made. He wasn't going to last, and he had already been about to fill his pants when they had been in bed.
"Do you like your tip being played with?" Apollo asked, moving from the doorway to prowl about him.
Lachlan's heart was racing. "Yes," he managed to gasp. The hair on the nape of his neck rose, some part of his brain telling him he had a predator at his back.
Apollo's fingers traced over his ass. "This is a work of art." He went up on tiptoes and whispered in Lachlan's ear. "The things I could do to you… You would never dream of someone else's touch either, Ironwood. I swear on all the gods, this perfect ass of yours is going to be mine."
"Fuck..." Lachlan groaned, his balls tightening. He had never been topped, but that was because he had never met someone he trusted enough to be a bottom for. Like in all things, Apollo might be the exception to the rule.
Apollo stalked back around him, eyes all dragon, but the smirk was purely him. He reached out and ran the pad of his thumb over Lachlan's tip, and he came, Apollo's name on his lips like an agonized prayer.
"Look at that. One touch, and you're done for. Such a messy boy too," Apollo purred.
Lachlan's hand and stomach were covered in come, and he couldn't move to clean himself. Apollo ran his fingers over their combined come.
"Open," he demanded, and Lachlan's mouth obeyed. Apollo slid sticky fingers into his mouth. "Suck." Lachlan did, anotherpained moan escaping him. He wanted to press Apollo up against the bathroom wall and rub all over him. With his fingers still in Lachlan's mouth, Apollo stepped closer and licked some of the mess off Lachlan's chest.
"Mine," he growled, so possessively Lachlan's dick tried to rally. Without warning, Apollo's teeth sank into his pec. The fingers in Lachlan's mouth muffled his cry of surprise. Apollo pulled back with a sucking sound and looked at the red bruise with satisfaction. He removed his fingers from Lachlan's mouth and stepped away from him.
"You better get in that shower, Ironwood. You really are a mess," Apollo said before slipping out of the bathroom.
Lachlan willed his body to move and climbed into the shower on shaky legs. Had that just happened? He looked down at the bruise, and his dick throbbed. Fuck. What a way to start the day.
Lachlan scrubbed himself down and went to find his clean clothes. He wrapped a towel tightly around his waist and went to grab his duffle.
