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Briefly, I think about my decision. Sitting on the throne or fleeing.
Placing a hand on his chest, I pushed him slightly, giving us space. “Has the others sat on the throne?”
“Yes.” His eyes were full of lust as they stared down at me.
I whisper, “And they turned to mud?”
Pushing back, I watched him as he responded, “Yes.” His facial expression changed from lust into sadness, “But I know that you're the one. I can feel it. You're special. Can you feel it?”
Closing my eyes, I concentrated on my gut and what it was telling me.
Leaning back up to his lips, I utter “Yes.” Pressing my lips back to his.
He asks me, his lips pressed lightly against mine, “Will you sit on the throne?”
“Yes.”
Apollo presses my back to the ground, grinding his hips into mine. “You're such a gem. A treasure to me and the entire realm.”
His strong arms brace himself above me. Staring at each other for a couple of moments, I look from his lips up to his eyes. To act on impulse or to act on rationality, that’s the question.
Leaning up, we share a kiss.
Slow at first. Growing in intensity.
The wine in our glasses lay forgotten. There are more important matters to be taken care of now.
Throwing him backwards to the ground. My midsection squarely over his crotch, I held him by the wrists.
He almost sounded confused at how I could’ve thrown him down to the ground.
And I knew that I needed him.
Apollo’s eyes darken. Full of longing.
Grinning ear to ear, he asks me, "What do you want me to do?" He rolls his hips underneath mine, I moan. Bucking underneath me, I grind my hips down on to him instinctually.
I rub my clit on his body through my clothes. Wordlessly signaling my answer.
"Careful sweet," warns Apollo. "You're dangerously approaching territory where you can't turn back from."
Grinning back at him mischievously, I feel my nose crinkle. “Good thing that I have no intentions on turning back.”
With a deft twist of his arm and rolling his hips, suddenly I’m the one pinned to the ground, I feel myself being pressed against his lean and firm body. Gazing into his eyes, I leaned up toward his lips. As our lips brush, our bond feels warm. All feels right in the world. “I want you, Pan,” he whispers against my lips. “More than I have ever craved anything in my life “
Placing my hands roughly on his shoulders, I fumble as I awkwardly attempt to pull him closer. At that moment, everything felt warm and achy. Full of want and need. I moan, “Apollo.”
In that second, Apollo released me and let out a warm breath across my face and neck before his lips returned to mine. Huffing out a small moan, my eyes locked on his. Dragging his pants lower, he manages to kick them off.
“I need you,” he whispers.
Pulling me up to his arms, he wedged me between his body and a tree. The bark felt rough underneath my skin. As Apollo lips met mine, I felt myself burn with satisfaction and craved more. Rocking his midsection against me, I moan.
I needed this. All of this.
Again and again.
More kisses.
