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They talked about work and kids as they ate, and it was the first time Jost had felt so relaxed in the presence of another shifter. This was no ordinary shifter, though. Apollo was his mate, and Jost couldn’t believe he’d been so lucky to have found him. Maybe he’d gone through hell with Jenrick, so he’d meet Apollo. Maybe fate worked that way.
When they’d finished eating and cleared the kitchen, Apollo pulled Jost into his arms and hugged him. Jost looked up and licked his lips, then raised up to kiss Apollo. His mate who made him ache with need. He was done running from his past. Kissing him again, Jost licked over Apollo’s lips, then leaned back.
Apollo searched his face and whispered, “Are you sure?”
“Yes. Take me to bed.”
Chapter Eighteen
Inhisbedroom,Apollopicked up on Jost’s nerves, so kissed him slow and sweet. He didn’t touch anywhere except his back until he felt Jost relax and kiss him back. “I can spend all night kissing you,” he murmured between kisses, the taste of his mate on his tongue. Jost shivered under his touch, his soft moans making Apollo hard, but he was willing to wait. He would wait as long as Jost needed him to, because no one was more important to Apollo than his mate.
“Apollo,” Jost gasped as he slid his arms around Apollo’s shoulders. When Jost moved them closer to the bed, Apollo followed, letting his mate take the lead. Where he went, Apollo followed. Jost sat on the bed, then moved to lie on it, and he lifted his arms up to Apollo. Apollo crawled over him, going slow, watching Jost for any signs of fear. When he lay over him, Jost pulled him down, lifting his head so they could kiss.
Apollo carefully rested on Jost, feeling his lithe body shudder beneath his own, his legs spreading to let Apollo lie between them. He could feel Jost’s erection, feel the long rigid length on his own, and he rocked his hips as they kissed, swallowing the soft moan Jost gave. Jost arched up and Apollo licked over Jost’s lips, sucking the bottom one into his mouth, then let it slide free. Jost moaned again, his arms moving around Apollo’s shoulders, his fingers tunnelling into his hair.
“Apollo,” he whispered softly.
“You’re beautiful.” Apollo kissed over his face, then took his lips in a deep, dominating kiss. Jost growled and kissed him back, his legs lifting to wrap around Apollo’s hips. Apollo groaned when Jost arched up again, rubbing his cock on Apollo’s, causing Apollo to shudder. He wanted them naked now so he could kiss every inch of Jost’s skin, but he held those needs in check, reminding himself that Jost ran the show.
Apollo lost track of time as they kissed, Jost’s fingers tugging on his hair, his body arching and rubbing on Apollo’s, making him hard and desperate for more. When Jost tugged on Apollo’s shirt, Apollo raised his head and stared into the blown pupils of Jost’s. “Please.”
Apollo sat up and undid the buttons on his shirt, watching Jost lick his lips. When they were all free, he shrugged it off his shoulders, then paused when Jost ran his fingers over Apollo’s bare chest. “You have no hair,” Jost murmured.
“Do you?” Jost nodded. “Can I see too?” He pulled his shirt off his arms and dropped it by the side of the bed. Jost tugged at his T-shirt, then carefully sat up and pulled it off. He held it to his chest, watching Apollo through his eyelashes before letting it fall to the side. “Damn, Jost,” Apollo murmured in wonder. Jost was gorgeous, his muscles well-defined, his nipples hard and begging for Apollo’s touch. His furry chest had Apollo wanting to rub his face against it, so he grinned and did just that, causing Jost to gasp, then moan. “God, this is perfect. You are perfect.”
“It isn’t too much? I had to wax.”
Apollo sat up, his eyes wide in shock. “What? He made you wax this beauty? Was he insane? No, don’t answer that, just promise me you’ll never ever shave, or wax or laser it. Please.”
Jost giggled and nodded. “I’ll never get rid of it. I like it.”
“I love it.” Apollo ran his fingers over it, then winked at Jost and plucked one of his nipples. Jost’s eyes widened, and he moaned, his body arching up. Apollo leaned over him and licked across one, then sucked one into his mouth. Jost's hand hit the back of his head, his fingers gripping his hair, but not to pull him away. No, he pushed up into Apollo’s mouth, his body rolling on the bed.
Apollo licked and sucked Jost’s nipple, then moved over to the other one, gently biting it, reading Jost’s reaction through his body. Jost cried out, his fingers pulling Apollo’s hair, and Apollo lifted his head and let Jost kiss him. Apollo sank into the kiss, letting Jost take control until Jost broke the kiss. “More,” he demanded.
Apollo kissed his way down Jost’s neck, licking over the place where he would bite to mate them, then ran his cheek over Jost’s hairy chest before flicking a nipple with the tip of his tongue. Jost gasped and moaned, and Apollo felt like he was the best mate to have ever existed. He was the one causing Jost to make those sounds, and he wanted them to continue. Kissing down his chest and abs, he tugged on Jost’s jeans and waited. This was Jost’s show, and he got to decide how far things went between them.
Jost murmured, “Yes,” and lifted his hips. Apollo slowly pulled Jost’s jeans over his hips and down his legs, dropping them to the floor. He kept Jost’s underwear on and stared at the long rigid length of his erection, the wet, red bulbous head poking out from the top of his black briefs. “Apollo.”
Apollo glanced up at him, then back down to his cock, wetting his lips at the thought of tasting him again. “Can I?” he asked. He watched Jost smile and nod, then grinned back at him before settling between Jost’s legs and inhaling his mate’s intoxicating scent. “God, you smell delicious. I want to eat you up.”
“You can’t say that,” Jost gasped.
“Why not? It’s true. I can’t wait to lick you all over, and now I can.” Apollo ran his tongue over the exposed area of Jost’s head, causing Jost to shudder. He slid the head out and sucked on it, swallowing the pre-come that dribbled from the slit. “Fuck, I love how you taste.”
“Don’t stop. Please.”
“Not going to. I’m going to make you come so many times your balls will ache.”
Jost gasped, then groaned loudly when Apollo sucked on the head of his dick. He pushed Jost’s briefs down, exposing more of Jost’s cock, and licked down over the thick vein that ran along its length. Jost trembled, his hands gripping the covers beneath him, and Apollo hummed with pleasure. The taste and scent of his mate, the way his body rolled and trembled when Apollo pleasured him. Fuck, it was a rush knowing he could make Jost feel this way.
“Let’s take these off, then I can play.”
Jost lifted his ass then lay watching Apollo, his eyes wide as Apollo licked and kissed his way back up Jost’s legs. When he reached his groin, he inhaled and groaned, then pushed Jost’s legs wider apart and nuzzled his balls. Jost squeaked, then cried out when Apollo sucked one of his balls into his mouth and ran his tongue over the wrinkled skin. Letting it slide free, Apollo suckled the skin on the other one, then pushed Jost’s legs up. “Hold them there.”
As soon as Jost did, Apollo licked over his puckered hole, feeling the muscle tense, then relax as he licked it. “Apollo!” Jost cried out.
“Want me to stop?” he asked as he licked it again.
