Titus hesitated for a moment. “Front or back.”
“Oh, hon, I’m not depriving myself of a single inch of your delicious body. Lay on your side for now.” Apollo was going to have to work harder to get his mate to relax. He quickly thought his clothes away as he climbed up onto the bed as well.
It was easier with the mattress support. Even though they’d barely known each other for a week, their limbs automatically entangled, as their bodies slotted together. Instead of responding to Titus’s embrace, which is what normally happened, Apollo took control, pressing against Titus’s front as his hands roved over Titus’s chest.
Apollo had learned a few things in their short time together – Titus loved nipple play, for example. That was never an issue, although Apollo often wished as he licked over the closest one that he could have two mouths so one side wouldn’t feel neglected. Titus’s pectoral muscles were wide and firm enoughto bounce a quarter off of, and Apollo loved to rub his face against them as well.
Sucking the damp nipple in between his teeth, Apollo used his fingers to tease the other one. The change in Titus was immediate - sharp sexual zings flowed through their bond, and Titus’s cock bounced on his abs.
With one nipple hardened due to Apollo’s sucking, he quickly swapped hands and mouth to give the same attention to the other one. Apollo always enjoyed any form of oral – he liked things in his mouth – and Titus’s nipples were so responsive. But Apollo knew it wouldn’t be a good idea to linger too long. Teasing both nipples with his fingers, Apollo stretched his arms as he bent his head so he could lick over Titus’s dripping cockhead.
Damn, I can’t get the leverage I want this way. Time for invisible hands.Apollo hadn’t used something like that with Titus before, but while extremely horny, his mate was still tense. Swapping his hands out for invisible ones that would be indistinguishable from the real thing, Apollo had a spark of devilment and added an extra two hands to caress Titus’s head, trail fingers over his face, tease around his neck…Apollo had other things to do.
Sucking in the head of Titus’s cock was a good start, but as he worked to get more of it in his mouth, Apollo was also letting his own fingers roam. Titus’s balls rippled under the skin as he rolled them in his hands. With each pass, Apollo let his fingers trail lower, tickling along the perineum, stroking the silky soft patch of skin with his thumb while his long forefinger and middle finger started curling around Titus’s back end.
Titus was rocking his hips, driving his cock farther into Apollo’s mouth. Determined to take advantage of his mate’s distractedstate, Apollo wiggled so that one of Titus’s legs was over his shoulder, opening up access to his most intimate spot.This is where my powers are needed.
But his mate needed to be used to his touch down there first. Apollo focused on giving Titus all the sensations he was looking for with his mouth on Titus’s cock, but his hands were busy trailing soft touches, and then firming those same touches as he massaged and caressed every bit of Titus’s skin from his butt crack to behind his balls.
Titus’s legs were twitching, and Apollo had to hold him steady, so he wasn’t being choked.
He could tell Titus was close to coming. Titus’s whole focus was centered on the sensations around his cock, as he grunted and panted with each thrust. Apollo sent his powers in and around his mate’s tight hole, making sure it was lubed and the muscles relaxed as much as possible with external means.
Slurping off Titus’s cockhead, Apollo moved quickly, lining up his dick to where it needed to go. “Breathe out,” he whispered against Titus’s ear, keeping hold of his own dick with one hand and Titus’s length with the other. “Keep breathing.”
There wasn’t a word ever spoken that would’ve stopped Titus freezing as his brain registered there was a dick in his ass. Apollo knew from his own experience that the body’s natural instinct was to clamp up or push out.Push out. Push out.Titus’s alpha nature kicked in, too – that fight when someone was doing something the brain wasn’t sure it wanted.
“You know it’s me,” Apollo crooned softly, working Titus’s cock that had started to soften. “Feel how much I love you.” Apollo worked his invisible hands into soothing mode, caressing Titus’s upper body while his real hands worked on his lower.
Thank the Fates I can multi-task.Titus was pushing back against his wolf and struggling to relax. The room was silent except for their breathing, and Apollo thought of the music they’d danced to just an hour before, allowing the romantic notes to play around the room.
The brain was an amazing thing. There was a moment’s hesitation, and then Titus relaxed as his brain reminded him of the link between the music and what they’d been doing when Titus had heard it the first time. Stretched out against Titus’s back, Apollo’s patience was rewarded as the tightness around his cock was loosened.
“Deep breaths in and out,” he instructed quietly as he pushed his cock home. “Take in my scent, feel through our bond how amazing I think you are.”
The muscles against Apollo’s skin started to relax. Titus’s dick was hard again, and it wasn’t long before he was groaning and moving his hips of his own accord, chasing the dual sensations. Apollo adjusted his hips slightly, enough so that with every small thrust he was making, Titus’s prostate was being teased from the inside.
“I’ve never…” Titus panted.
“I know, hon.” Apollo picked up the pace of his thrusts. Focusing so much on Titus’s pleasure didn’t take away what Apollo was feeling. Titus could get his blood flowing just walking down the street – he’d done it a hundred times. Naked, with Apollo’s cock thrusting into his mate’s ass, Apollo couldn’t hold himself back.
“Come with me,” he murmured as he kissed the mating mark he’d left on Titus’s neck the night his mate claimed him – a lyre and a bow and arrow, leaning against a tripod. “Comeforme.”
Titus’s answering groan and the spurt of stickiness over his fingers set off Apollo’s orgasm. He held still for just a moment, letting the sensations flow through his body.
Apollo knew in that moment that everything would be all right. Titus was already immortal, and that was the one concept that set him apart from all of Apollo’s loves in the past.No one will ever take him away from me,he thought as relief flooded his soul.
I’d just hunt you down and find you again.Apollo chuckled as Titus’s voice wafted through his mind.Can you move now? I need to kiss you.
As if Apollo would ever say no.
Chapter Eighteen
Titus’s wolf was in his element. In his opinion, running with Apollo was his form of wolfy heaven – having a god along as a mate certainly helped cement that idea.
He was up high in the mountains, still within the tree line, running backward and forward as Apollo was hiking up a rather steep trail. Apollo had assured him that there was no way anybody else would be on that trail. Titus understood that Apollo was probably using some of his powers to either make that happen or determine that statement was true, but the wolf decided his mate needed protection anyway.
He made a point of growling at anything that got too close, like a curious rabbit or the occasional squirrel, but when he did that, Apollo would just laugh and continue to climb. His mate was fit, and Titus’s wolf loved how easily his mate could keep up with him, even if he only had two legs.
