Chapter Eighteen
I n his bedroom, Apollo picked 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.
“Fuck, no,” Jost shouted.
Apollo grinned and flicked his tongue over Jost’s ass, hearing him gasp and moan, his body rolling on the bed. More licks and flicks then he sucked his ass, growling at the taste that was all Jost. He continued to tease him, licking and sucking, then gently applied pressure before going back to circle his tongue around the edge. More pressure then back to licking and teasing, then letting the tip of his tongue ease inside. Slipping free, Apollo moved back to soft and gentle licks over Jost’s ass until he could slip the tip of his tongue inside with no resistance.
“Don’t stop. Please. I never knew it would feel this good.”
“Always with us.” Apollo continued to tease his mate as he let more and more of his tongue slide inside until he was fucking Jost with it. Jost rode his tongue, his soft moans filling the air. Apollo knew how aroused Jost was. His dick was hard and his ass wet, and he wanted to kneel between his spread legs and push deep inside, feel Jost's ass clench around his dick, but instead he continued to tease and torment Jost with his tongue.
When Jost was relaxed, Apollo slid his finger inside Jost’s ass and searched for that spot he knew would make Jost see stars. He knew when he found it. Jost cried out, his body bowing on the bed, and his ass clamping down around his finger. Apollo rubbed that spot, then pulled out before pushing back inside and rubbing it again. Jost cried his name and reached down to grab his wrist. Apollo froze and stared into his mate’s light green eyes, the pupils so blown he could barely see the color. “Want me to stop?”
“No!” Jost cried out. He panted, then groaned and collapsed back on the bed. “Don’t stop.”
Apollo slowly moved his finger over Jost’s gland, watching him arch up off the bed. More gentle strokes, then he moved his finger in and out of Jost’s ass, always making sure to rub or tap that spot. When Jost relaxed, Apollo pushed two fingers in and immediately rubbed Jost’s spot, watching his mouth fall open. Jost rode his fingers, small gasps and groans spilling from his lips. Apollo moved up his body and took his cock in his mouth, sucking him off as he fucked Jost’s ass with his fingers. Jost cried out and thrust into Apollo’s mouth, then filled it with come as he orgasmed. Apollo groaned and sucked him, swallowing it all, his fingers rubbing inside Jost’s ass, prolonging his pleasure.
When Jost collapsed on the bed, Apollo eased his fingers free and moved up Jost’s body, kissing him softly. Jost opened his eyes, a soft dreamy look in them. “I’ve never had that before.”
“It’s good, isn’t it?”
“Good? No, it’s amazing and I want more.” Jost pushed at Apollo’s shoulder and Apollo rolled onto his back. Jost straddled him and bit his lip, then moved back so he could see Apollo’s hard leaking dick. “I want,” he murmured, then held Apollo’s dick up and slowly sank down on it. Apollo groaned, his hand reaching out to grab Jost’s thighs as his dick was encased in tight heat and Jost slowly began to ride him.
“Jost. We don’t have to—”
“I want to feel you inside and I’ve never been on top.” Jost threw his head back and groaned loudly, his body shaking as he rolled his hips on Apollo’s.
“Take what you want.” Apollo laid back and watched Jost pleasure himself on his body, his ass clenching Apollo’s dick in the most delicious way possible. Jost rolled his hips, rocked back and forth then slowly lifted up and down. Eyes closed and bottom lip between his teeth, Jost moaned as he picked up speed. Apollo groaned, his body moving with Jost’s, riding the waves of pleasure Jost created within it. He wanted to flip them over and dive into Jost again and again, but Jost was in charge and Apollo was certain this was the first time he’d ever had that. Who was he to take that away because he wanted to chase his own pleasure more than letting Jost learn what it was like to have some control?
Jost opened his eyes and stared down at Apollo as he picked up speed. “Move with me.”
Apollo gripped his hips and thrust up when Jost dropped down, and both of them groaned loudly. He couldn’t keep quiet. Not when it was his mate making him feel this good. “Jost. Fuck, Jost.”
Jost growled, his eyes glowing, and Apollo had a split second to realize what was about to happen before Jost lay over him and bit his neck. Apollo’s orgasm shot through him, destroying his senses, and he lay still as everything around him disappeared, apart from the multicolored connection that flared into life between him and Jost.
He lay there, too stunned to speak as he felt Jost’s emotions swamp him. Shock and happiness, satisfaction and pleasure all swirling through him and when Jost lifted his head and stared into his eyes, Apollo pulled him down to kiss his perfect lips.
Jost had mated them.