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Apollo rolled over Jost and beamed down at him. “Yeah? Good enough to let me…” Apollo waggled his eyebrows, causing Jost to laugh again. “I take that as a yes.”
Jost lifted his legs and slid them around Apollo’s hips. “That’s a get inside me now.”
“Ooh, look at you being all demanding. I love it.” Apollo kissed him, the head of his dick rubbing over Jost’s ass, and Jost could feel how wet he was. As Apollo pushed inside, he groaned deeply, loving the way his ass stretched around Apollo’s dick. God, he was made to be with his mate, and as Apollo’s dick grazed his hot spot, Jost bit his shoulder, whining at how good he felt.
“Harder,” he whispered, needing more. Apollo grunted and thrust inside harder and faster, and Jost shuddered, his body arching up. “Apollo,” he whimpered, his balls pulling up as his body tightened with need. “Close.”
“Yeah, I can feel your ass pulse around my dick. Come for me.”
Jost’s body bowed up, his head pushing back into the pillow, and he exploded, his body shaking, a loud roar in his ears. Collapsing back on the bed, Jost moaned softly when Apollo slipped free from his body, and he ran his hands over Apollo’s damp skin. Apollo kissed his neck and murmured, “I think we’re in for a long night.”
Chapter Twenty
Apollowokeupcoldthe next morning, and realized he had no covers because they were wrapped around Jost. Who would have thought sweet, gorgeous Jost would be a cover thief? Grinning, he snuck his cold foot under the covers and touched Jost’s lovely warm leg with it. Jost jerked and mumbled something in his sleep that had Apollo chuckling softly. He adored his mate, and they were going to go out for a morning run or maybe to his favorite spot and soak up the sun before Jost had to return home.
“Stop it,” Jost grumbled. “Cold.”
“I’m cold because someone stole all the covers.”
“Not me.” Jost’s voice was muffled due to covers being pulled over his face.
“Who else is in the bed with us?”
Jost’s eyes peeked out, and he looked at Apollo, then threw some covers over him. Apollo snuggled up to Jost, ignoring his yelp, and pulled him close as Jost tried to wriggle away. “Stop it,” he whined.
“If you keep moving like that, I might get ideas.” Apollo kissed Jost’s back, chuckling when Jost whined again. “Who wants to shift and soak up some morning rays?”
Jost turned around and cuddled him. “I do, but I need a few minutes to wake up.”
Apollo sighed as he held his mate, his eyes closing. He’d dreamed of this moment, and it was finally here. “How long do you need, or are you really not a morning person?”
“I am, but this is my first morning waking up next to you and I want to enjoy it.”
“We’ll have plenty more moments like this. We’re only just beginning, aren’t we, and I want to go dancing with you.”
Jost shot back, his eyes wide. “Dance? I’ve seen you ice skate.”
“I can’t skate for shit, but I can dance, which is strange. You’d think I’d be bad at both, but nope. We should go to a club on Friday, and I’ll twirl you around the dance floor, showing you off.”
“You want to show me off?” Jost blinked up at him, and Apollo remembered he had to shower his mate with affection and compliments.
“All the time, because I’m the luckiest shifter ever. I’ve found my amazing, beautiful mate and I couldn’t be happier, so yes, I want to show you off.”
“I think I want you to, as well.” Jost kissed his chest. “Let’s go and laze in the sun.”
Apollo pushed the covers off and helped Jost out of the bed. “God, you’re gorgeous.” Apollo’s eyes travelled over Jost’s lithe but muscled body, his pale creamy skin glowing. “We should go downstairs before I ravish you.”
Jost licked his lips, ducking his head. “You can ravish me whenever you want.”
“Yeah? How about after we’ve spent a few minutes in the sun?” Jost nodded and Apollo tugged on his hand, pulling him out of the bedroom, down the stairs and through the house to the back door. He opened it and stepped outside, lifting his face to the sun. “Ready?”
Jost nodded and Apollo stood awe struck as Jost shifted into his lion form. He shook his head, his mane flowing around his head. Apollo ran his hand over Jost’s back, feeling the fur under his palm. “Wow, Jost. You’re gorgeous in both of your forms.” Jost’s head butted him, and Apollo smiled. “I’m doing it now.”
Apollo concentrated and let the shift flow through him, his body rearranging and reshaping until he stood on all four hooves and nodded his head up and down. He huffed and let Jost’s lion move around him, sniffing him until they stood facing each other. Apollo nudged Jost, then walked over to his favorite spot in his garden and carefully lay down. Jost came over and snorted at him, then slumped down next to him, his head close to Apollo’s.
This was how Apollo wanted to spend his mornings with his mate. Relaxing and enjoying the sun before the day properly started. Jost yawned, and Apollo saw the huge fangs he had and was glad his mate was an omega, because even as an alpha they looked vicious, and he didn’t want them anywhere near vital parts of his anatomy. Apollo dozed for a while, then Jost nudging him awake had him standing and shaking his head before shifting back into his human form.
Stretching, he watched Jost shift and couldn’t help but groan at the sight of his mate naked. Jost blushed and ducked his head, then squealed when Apollo picked him up and carried him inside. “Damn, you’re hot.”
