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I grab for his pants, wanting all of Apollo desperately. He growls in my ear and lets me frantically remove his pants. My eyes widen when his pants are removed.

Apollo in all his glory. Adonis, unnaturally glorious. His erection is huge and ready. I am mesmerized for a moment as I take him in my hungry gaze.

I lean up and slowly grab the hot length of him, hearing him hiss in delight. I have so much power now, the mighty Apollo pleading with me, begging me to use my mouth.

And I do, enjoying every minute of torturing him, pleasing him.

He groans and fists my hair, sending a thrill down my spine. I speed up my pace, tasting him, feeling the heat. He is delicious, just like I thought.

He pulls back with a jolt.

“Enough, ~Angel~,” he rasps, and pulls me off him, pinning me on the bed again. Apollo is a dominant creature, and it’s extremely hot.

~Too hot, heady.~

He moves, and his mouth devours me down ~there ~and brings me to many climaxes that I can barely withstand. I am screaming for mercy, but he does not stop.

I am in a daze, sensations taking over my mind and soul.

I feel like I have run a marathon.

Once again, his lips are on mine, but his touch is soft this time. Soft and ~loving~, imprinting on me. I feel him, his heart and soul, and I need all of it.

There is no way I’m walking away from this not being wholly changed and affected forever.

“Apollo,” I breathe.

I feel so much emotion.

Apollo gazes down at me as he penetrates me, making me gasp. He takes me hard and fast, bracing over me as he pumps to a delicious rhythm.

I didn’t think he would fit, but it would seem that I am a perfect fit.

After that moment, all I can remember is him kissing me as my world ignites into a bonfire. With each thrust of his hips, I’m being further and further claimed by him.

I’m spinning with pleasure when I feel him tense, spilling himself into me. We both are spent, and he falls on top of me, breathing hard, kissing my neck, cupping my face.

“I’m falling in love with you,” I blurt, heart pounding.

He tenses and lifts to look at me, dark eyes are intense. “Falling?” he asks with a sudden boyish smile. He clicks his tongue.

I just stare at him, biting my lip.

He sighs and lifts himself up to stare down at me. “After round two, you’d better ~know~ you love me.”

The dark look in his gaze promises naughty things to come.

Chapter 32

I wake to lips on mine.

It is so great.

But the passionate kiss I am currently participating in turns sloppy and wet. It’s aggressive and downright alarming. I sputter awake to find a large dog on top of me, licking my face.

“Ahh!” I scream as the canine jumps off the bed and disappears through an open door to my left. My heart is beating fast as I sit there, trying to piece together my brain.

I was making out with a dog, not Apollo. Think I saw that scenario in a movie once, and I am just fortunate enough to experience it in real life. That just happened. I will take that experience to the grave.

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