CHAPTER TWELVE
Apollo
“I still think it would be best if Mary and her family stay here on the compound,” Renee said.
“It was their choice to return to their home,” Apollo said. “We can’t force them, or we’re no better than the Noah Group.”
“I know you’re right, but I’m worried.”
“We all are,” Apollo agreed. “They know that they can call on us if needed, and Jagger will have sensors and cameras set up around their property before the end of the week. That way, we’ll have a direct line to catch whoever sets foot on their land, and they’ll be able to raise the alarm if necessary. ”
“I have a question,” Rocko said. “Why didn’t you sense Asher’s mutation when we arrived on their farm, and can you feel it now?”
“When we arrived, I felt something, but it was minor, and I chalked it up to all of us being in the area. I was also concerned with convincing Frank to let us help, but now that I know what Asher’s vibration is, I can pick it out easily.”
“Good. That way, you can sense extreme fear, in case The Noah Group shows up,” Blade said.
“Let’s hope that never happens, but yes, I will, and Rocko will be able to track all three family members.”
“Yes,” Rocko agreed. “Speaking of that, Mary will be dropping off a box of Tom’s belongings tomorrow morning so I can go through it and hopefully get an idea where we can start searching for Tom.”
“I hope we aren’t giving Mary false hope,” Ellen said. “What if the guy did take off on them, and it has nothing to do with the Noah Group?”
“It’s a possibility, but if we don’t try to find him, that entire family will never have closure,” Apollo said. “And I refuse to allow them to live their entire lives wondering what truly happened.”
“Agreed,” Rocko said. “I’ll do everything I can to find the man.”
“And we’ll help you,” Griffin said. “Whatever it takes.”
Apollo didn’t miss the surprised expression on Rocko’s face. True, Griffin had been less than welcoming to him, but it would appear his second-in-command had come to accept their visitor as part of the team.
“Thanks,” Rocko said.
“It’s getting late,” Apollo said. “Thanks for all the hard work today, everyone.”
“It turned out okay, didn’t it?” Hendrix said.
“More than okay. It was great,” Ellen said. “For our first one.”
Ellen smiled at Apollo, hope mixed with her teasing.
“It was wonderful, sis,” Apollo replied. “For our first official family barbecue.”
“Yes,” Ellen cheered.
“Okay, okay. Everybody go get some rest,” Apollo said as he stood.
The echo of laughter filled the kitchen before the team began separating and heading for their beds. Rocko stood, and Apollo walked over, taking hold of his hand.
“Walking me to my trailer again?” Rocko asked.
“Nope.”
Rocko’s brows furrowed. “Okay. Good night, then.”
When he turned to walk away, Apollo couldn’t bring himself to let go. Hell, he didn’t want to, so he didn’t. Rocko looked even more confused.
“Problem?” he asked.
“Yes, you are,” Apollo said with affection.
That brought a smile to the handsome man’s face; previously, before their talk in the bunker, he might have taken the comment badly. Rocko was Apollo’s weakness, his distraction, his curse, and salvation. His problem. That fact became increasingly evident with every passing day.
“Why don’t you stay here with me?” Apollo suggested.
“In the main house?”
“In my bed,” Apollo stated.
Another smile. Things were looking up.
“You sure you want to go there? Invite me into your bed, and you might never get me out,” Rocko growled low as he moved closer to Apollo.
Every nerve in Apollo’s body rang with need in response to that sexy growl.
He’d never wanted someone with every fiber of his being until now, and he knew that was dangerous.
Allowing a single person to have that much control over your happiness was a well-known recipe for disaster, but damn, he couldn’t help himself from taking a taste.
It had nothing to do with the calming effect they had on one another and everything to do with the man standing before Apollo.
His honest and earnest nature wasn’t something one could fake with Apollo, nor was his compassion for and drive to help anyone in need.
With Rocko’s ability, he could have easily opened his own agency and charged insane amounts to find people, but instead, he chose to work for the people through the police force.
The fact Rocko was sexy as sin, with his muscled body, blond hair, and blue eyes, didn’t hurt. But it was the man’s mischievous grin that cut right to Apollo’s core. Damn, the man had a vise around Apollo, and the crazy part was that he wasn’t trying to break free.
“Trust me, I won’t be kicking you out of my bed. Hell, I might handcuff you to it,” Apollo said, and there it was. Rocko’s grin. Apollo’s hardening cock pressed against the zipper of his jeans.
“Should we go get my gear from the trailer?”
“Later,” Apollo said while leading Rocko toward the staircase. “There’s plenty of time tomorrow.”
“Good night, guys,” Griffin chuckled on his way by.
Apollo hadn’t even noticed the man was still in the room and didn’t care.
He wasn’t concerned about what others thought about his sexuality.
He’d known he was gay the first time he’d seen one of the guard’s Playboy magazines when he’d been held by the Noah Group.
He’d seen nothing appealing about the naked women strewn all over those pages, but when he looked at images of half-naked men, he’d known then they were his preference.
Rocko didn’t seem to notice Griffin either but followed Apollo up the stairs to his bedroom.
Apollo shut the bedroom door behind them and held back no longer.
He pulled Rocko closer and took his lips in a demanding kiss, desperate to feel Rocko’s body pressed against his own.
The other man’s responding groan was all Apollo needed to deepen the kiss, pinning his soon-to-be lover against a nearby wall.
Rubbing his aching cock against Rocko’s responding bulge, both hard with need for the other.
Rocko wrapped his arms around Apollo’s neck, holding him in place, as if fearing he might get away, but Apollo had no intention of leaving.
What he did was reach for the hem of Rocko’s shirt and quickly pull it over his head.
Apollo was desperate to feel skin against skin, and soon his own shirt joined the growing pile on the floor.
“I need you,” Rocko groaned.
“You have me,” Apollo stated. “All of me.”
“I’ll take you.”
Apollo couldn’t restrain himself any longer and lifted Rocko from around the waist and threw him up onto his shoulder, heading for the bed. Rocko chuckled as he bounced, making Apollo smile before depositing him on the large bed he intended to make theirs.
“Not many men can toss me around like that,” Rocko chuckled.
“Get naked,” Apollo growled as he unbuckled his belt.
“Hell yeah.”
Apollo watched as glorious, tanned skin was revealed to him inch by gorgeous inch.
Rocko wasn’t simply handsome; he was Apollo’s David, chiseled out of marble, and as he leaned back on the bed, naked and hard, Apollo kicked off the remainder of his clothing and watched transfixed as Rocko pumped his hard cock.
Apollo was powerless to refuse the invitation.
“Mine,” Apollo stated firmly before crawling onto the mattress, stalking his lover.
Rocko’s eyes flashed with excitement as Apollo grew nearer to his prize.
He honed in on his target and, when within range, dove down and sucked Rocko’s hard cock to the back of his throat.
His lover’s responding moan and arched back drove Apollo onward as he sucked and licked his prize with hedonistic vigor.
“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy,” Rocko growled as he flexed his hips in rhythm with Apollo’s mouth.
Apollo pulled off and said, “I want to bury myself deep into you and never leave.”
Rocko’s muscled legs opened wider in invitation. “Yesss.”
Rocko was everything Apollo never knew he wanted. He’d never envisioned his life including a partner; someone to share the more intimate and quiet moments of his life with.
Rocko’s fingers carded through Apollo’s hair, pulling and tugging, matching his increasing moans.
Every move, every noise he made drove Apollo closer and closer to the brink until he finally abandoned his ministrations of Rocko’s gorgeous cock and crawled farther up the bed to take his lover’s lips in a deep, possessive kiss.
The feel of Rocko’s hands roaming freely over his body caused goose bumps to rise along his arms and a chill of anticipation to run through his body.
This was what desire felt like, and for the first time, Apollo allowed it to consume his entire being.
He wouldn’t fight its pull or argue the logic of their union.
Rocko was his, and he’d give and take pleasure in equal measure until they both were satisfied and exhausted.
“Do we have supplies?” Rocko asked when they came up for air.
“Yes. The lube is new, but the condoms haven’t been opened in a while. We may have to check the damn date.” Apollo chuckled.
“Understandable. It’s hard feeling safe enough to allow anyone that close,” Rocko said, running his palm down Apollo’s chest and abdomen before taking hold of his heavy cock and pumping him leisurely.
Apollo reached for the drawer of his side table and pulled out the lube and a box of condoms. He glanced at the box, curious if there was a use-by date, and to his surprise, there was.
“Holy shit, these suckers are still good for a couple more years.” He laughed.
“Good,” Rocko chuckled. “Because I doubt once will be enough.”
“Never enough,” Apollo agreed.
He was filled with the need to taste Rocko’s skin and lowered his head, taking one peaked nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking, before lavishing the same attention on the other nipple.
Rocko’s back arched off the mattress, and he moaned his appreciation.
With quick movements, he opened the lube and began to prepare his lover.
Slowly at first, but as their heightened arousal increased, so did his speed along with his need to sink his aching cock balls deep into Rocko’s hole.
Rocko’s body glistened with sweat, his eyes closed, mouth opened with one moan leading into another. Complete rapture, and Apollo had to admit his happiness at being able to cause this feeling in Rocko, and he wanted to do it again on repeat, far into the future.
Once Rocko was ready, Apollo tore the condom package open and slid the latex over his cock. Grabbing a pillow, he placed it under Rocko’s hips and raised his legs.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Fuck yeah.”
Apollo lined up the head of his cock with Rocko’s ready hole and pushed forward, sliding deep in a single stroke. He buried himself inside his lover, feeling Rocko’s body tighten around him and groaning with need, but remaining still until Rocko was ready for him to move.
“You okay, babe?” he asked.
“Yeah, give me a sec, you big bastard,” Rocko chuckled softly. “It’s been a while.”
“If I have my way, you’ll never leave our bed again.”
“That won’t bode well for the missions,” Rocko joked while flexing his hips. “But undoubtedly enjoyable.”
Apollo moaned as his cock slid in and out with Rocko’s movements.
He kissed that sexy grin away from Rocko’s lips and began slowly flexing his hips into a rhythm that made both men groan.
Their hands explored and caressed, desperate to somehow get even closer as Apollo’s hips pistoned ever faster, as their heated bodies molded together under a layer of glistening sweat.
He reached between their bodies and took hold of Rocko’s cock, sliding his palm up and down in sync with his thrusts into Rocko’s clenching hole.
They were both close to coming, and Apollo swore he’d make his lover come before taking his own pleasure.
With that in mind, he increased his thrusts, pistoning into Rocko at a feverish pace until Rocko’s arms fell to the mattress, spread wide, giving up complete control over his body to Apollo.
Nothing had been so hedonistic and alluring to Apollo, whose responding growl was more guttural and animalistic.
Rocko’s body tightened around his cock until he could barely move, and with a moan of satisfaction and relief, Rocko’s cock exploded over his and Apollo’s abdomens.
He gathered his lover, heavy breathing and lost in the haze of his release, into his arms, buried his throbbing cock deep into Rocko, and released his tight control, allowing himself to come in a roar that left his ears ringing and his body vibrating.
Moments later, he opened his eyes to find Rocko’s deep blues staring back at him.
Contentment and another emotion Apollo refused to name filled him, and it wasn’t until Rocko motioned around the bedroom that he noticed items floating in midair.
Apollo’s abilities appeared to have joined in with his excitement.
Rocko chuckled. “You might want to put all these things down before they crash to the floor.”
Apollo couldn’t help but laugh. Nothing in his life had ever been so right, and he doubted anything else would even come close.