Chapter Seventeen
“Can you fuck me this time?”
It was a lot later that night. Titus’s idea about dancing in the square had turned into a semi-party as more people joined in.
By the time the musicians had finally begged off, almost two hours later, there were at least thirty couples of all types, enjoying the music and being able to move without being crowded.
The singer, Vanessa, had thanked them as they had made their goodbyes.
“I don’t know how you did it,” she whispered when Apollo gave her the hug she seemed to want.
“But I know you’re special somehow. Thanks to this, and whatever you did, we’ve got an appointment tomorrow for one of the restaurants here.
They want to offer us a long-term slot with regular pay and everything. I’m so excited!”
“You did that all by yourself.” Apollo had grinned, though. “Never lose sight of your passion.”
Walking back to the hotel, Titus seemed quiet, but Apollo expected it.
His mate was moving out of his comfort zone, and he had a lot to process.
Apollo knew one thing they had in spades was time, so he wasn’t concerned.
He was looking forward to a sensual night in the hotel.
It’d be good to see if the hotel bed is as comfortable as my own.
But then in their room, Titus hit him with a bombshell.
Words Apollo had hoped he’d hear, but still didn’t understand.
From their numerous explorations of each other, Apollo already knew his alpha’s butt was firmly off limits.
Why the change now? Not that Apollo wasn’t keen. He just needed to hear the why.
“My beautiful alpha,” Apollo said gently. “I’ve never fucked anybody in my very long life. I’ll make love to you. I’ll enter your body if that’s what you want. I’d dearly love to claim you in my own way, but can I ask why now? I didn’t think you were keen on doing things that way.”
“I want the double claim.” They were standing chest to chest beside the hotel bed, but Titus was looking down. “We could have a mind link if you claim me in return, and I crave that with you.”
Oh, dear. It was on the tip of his tongue to just say “of course, hon, I understand” before taking his mate to the mattress. But Apollo had always been fair and honest.
Cupping his hands under Titus’s chin, Apollo tilted his mate’s head up.
“I can give us a mind link through my own powers if you prefer. Do I want to bury myself deep into your wonderful body? More than anything. I’m a complete switch and I would love it if we could share our bodies equally that way.
But I also know how much trust it takes to accept love in that way – for you to take me into your body. If you just want the mind link…”
“I want you.” Titus finally met his eyes.
“I’m not going to explain this very well, but you have so much…
you can do so much. For all my business success, I’ve had an empty life, and yet in a matter of days, you’ve shown me how much more fun living can be.
I’m offering this to you because it’s a form of intimacy I’ve never shared with anyone else.
It’s a first I can give you, and I really want you to do this. ”
“Oh, Titus.” Apollo quickly blinked back his tears, moved by honest words. He was tempted to make a joke about ancient gods and virginal offerings, but that would cheapen the moment. “I will love on you, I will treat you well. You know this.”
“I do.” Titus’s cheeks were bright red, but the lump in his pants was nudging against Apollo’s, and his arousal flowed through their bond. “Er… I know you don’t have any luggage, but there’s lube in my bag. It should be enough.”
“Why don’t you relax and let me take care of things like that? You don’t always have to be in charge, my lovely alpha.” Apollo tilted his neck, sliding his hands from Titus’s cheeks to rest around his neck. “All good loving starts with a kiss,” he murmured against Titus’s lips.
As their lips got reacquainted, Apollo could feel the push and pull in his mate. Titus was used to being in control, to being in charge of anything they did in the bedroom – and he was damn good at it. But this time, Apollo could feel how hard Titus was trying to suppress his natural instincts.
“Relax. Let me care for you,” he said gently, his hands moving to slide Titus’s jacket off his broad shoulders. Dominating a man like Titus was never an option, and Apollo wasn’t the type to try. But he’d had centuries of making love to people he cared about.
Buttons came next. Apollo was always a fan of the slow reveal.
To him, a person was at their sexiest in that time between being dressed and not.
Apollo made a point of running his lips over every inch of skin revealed.
He’d have preferred doing it on the bed, and he quickly debated about using his magic, rendering Titus naked with a blink.
But Titus deserved his time and attention, and that was something Apollo was good at.
The wolf shifter’s skin was always so deliciously warm, and he carried a natural scent that reminded Apollo of how the world had smelled before people took over.
As the shirt came off, Apollo leaned against Titus’s shoulder, inhaling deeply. “You always smell so good.”
“Ugh, so do you.” Titus’s head was back, his hands fisted by his sides as Apollo made quick work of his wolf belt buckle and the button underneath it. The sound of the zipper being lowered rang loud among the sounds of breathing, and Titus let out an audible groan as his cock was freed.
Kneeling down, Apollo pulled Titus’s pants down his thick legs, his face at cock level. Ooh, you tempting beauty, but Apollo ignored it for now. Titus had already taken his shoes off, but it still took some solid tugging to get those pants fully off.
“So sexy,” Apollo murmured, dropping kisses on Titus’s knees before sliding his tongue up Titus’s left thigh.
By the time he reached the top, Apollo’s nose was resting against Titus’s scrotum, and he inhaled deeply before blowing out.
The skin wrinkled and twitched under the breath, and Titus’s fists opened and then closed again.
Tapping the large cock that took up most of his vision, Apollo rubbed the shaft against the side of his cheek.
And then, because it felt good, he rubbed it on the other side of his face too.
“Definitely sexy,” he added, swiping his tongue teasingly over the head as he stood up. “Let’s get you on the bed.”
Titus hesitated for a moment. “Front or back.”
“Oh, hon, I’m not depriving myself of a single inch of your delicious body. Lay on your side for now.” Apollo was going to have to work harder to get his mate to relax. He quickly thought his clothes away as he climbed up onto the bed as well.
It was easier with the mattress support.
Even though they’d barely known each other for a week, their limbs automatically entangled, as their bodies slotted together.
Instead of responding to Titus’s embrace, which is what normally happened, Apollo took control, pressing against Titus’s front as his hands roved over Titus’s chest.
Apollo had learned a few things in their short time together – Titus loved nipple play, for example.
That was never an issue, although Apollo often wished as he licked over the closest one that he could have two mouths so one side wouldn’t feel neglected.
Titus’s pectoral muscles were wide and firm enough to bounce a quarter off of, and Apollo loved to rub his face against them as well.
Sucking the damp nipple in between his teeth, Apollo used his fingers to tease the other one. The change in Titus was immediate - sharp sexual zings flowed through their bond, and Titus’s cock bounced on his abs.
With one nipple hardened due to Apollo’s sucking, he quickly swapped hands and mouth to give the same attention to the other one.
Apollo always enjoyed any form of oral – he liked things in his mouth – and Titus’s nipples were so responsive.
But Apollo knew it wouldn’t be a good idea to linger too long.
Teasing both nipples with his fingers, Apollo stretched his arms as he bent his head so he could lick over Titus’s dripping cockhead.
Damn, I can’t get the leverage I want this way.
Time for invisible hands. Apollo hadn’t used something like that with Titus before, but while extremely horny, his mate was still tense.
Swapping his hands out for invisible ones that would be indistinguishable from the real thing, Apollo had a spark of devilment and added an extra two hands to caress Titus’s head, trail fingers over his face, tease around his neck… Apollo had other things to do.
Sucking in the head of Titus’s cock was a good start, but as he worked to get more of it in his mouth, Apollo was also letting his own fingers roam.
Titus’s balls rippled under the skin as he rolled them in his hands.
With each pass, Apollo let his fingers trail lower, tickling along the perineum, stroking the silky soft patch of skin with his thumb while his long forefinger and middle finger started curling around Titus’s back end.
Titus was rocking his hips, driving his cock farther into Apollo’s mouth. Determined to take advantage of his mate’s distracted state, Apollo wiggled so that one of Titus’s legs was over his shoulder, opening up access to his most intimate spot. This is where my powers are needed.
But his mate needed to be used to his touch down there first. Apollo focused on giving Titus all the sensations he was looking for with his mouth on Titus’s cock, but his hands were busy trailing soft touches, and then firming those same touches as he massaged and caressed every bit of Titus’s skin from his butt crack to behind his balls.
Titus’s legs were twitching, and Apollo had to hold him steady, so he wasn’t being choked.
He could tell Titus was close to coming.
Titus’s whole focus was centered on the sensations around his cock, as he grunted and panted with each thrust. Apollo sent his powers in and around his mate’s tight hole, making sure it was lubed and the muscles relaxed as much as possible with external means.
Slurping off Titus’s cockhead, Apollo moved quickly, lining up his dick to where it needed to go. “Breathe out,” he whispered against Titus’s ear, keeping hold of his own dick with one hand and Titus’s length with the other. “Keep breathing.”
There wasn’t a word ever spoken that would’ve stopped Titus freezing as his brain registered there was a dick in his ass.
Apollo knew from his own experience that the body’s natural instinct was to clamp up or push out.
Push out. Push out. Titus’s alpha nature kicked in, too – that fight when someone was doing something the brain wasn’t sure it wanted.
“You know it’s me,” Apollo crooned softly, working Titus’s cock that had started to soften. “Feel how much I love you.” Apollo worked his invisible hands into soothing mode, caressing Titus’s upper body while his real hands worked on his lower.
Thank the Fates I can multi-task. Titus was pushing back against his wolf and struggling to relax. The room was silent except for their breathing, and Apollo thought of the music they’d danced to just an hour before, allowing the romantic notes to play around the room.
The brain was an amazing thing. There was a moment’s hesitation, and then Titus relaxed as his brain reminded him of the link between the music and what they’d been doing when Titus had heard it the first time.
Stretched out against Titus’s back, Apollo’s patience was rewarded as the tightness around his cock was loosened.
“Deep breaths in and out,” he instructed quietly as he pushed his cock home. “Take in my scent, feel through our bond how amazing I think you are.”
The muscles against Apollo’s skin started to relax.
Titus’s dick was hard again, and it wasn’t long before he was groaning and moving his hips of his own accord, chasing the dual sensations.
Apollo adjusted his hips slightly, enough so that with every small thrust he was making, Titus’s prostate was being teased from the inside.
“I’ve never…” Titus panted.
“I know, hon.” Apollo picked up the pace of his thrusts.
Focusing so much on Titus’s pleasure didn’t take away what Apollo was feeling.
Titus could get his blood flowing just walking down the street – he’d done it a hundred times.
Naked, with Apollo’s cock thrusting into his mate’s ass, Apollo couldn’t hold himself back.
“Come with me,” he murmured as he kissed the mating mark he’d left on Titus’s neck the night his mate claimed him – a lyre and a bow and arrow, leaning against a tripod. “Come for me.”
Titus’s answering groan and the spurt of stickiness over his fingers set off Apollo’s orgasm. He held still for just a moment, letting the sensations flow through his body.
Apollo knew in that moment that everything would be all right. Titus was already immortal, and that was the one concept that set him apart from all of Apollo’s loves in the past. No one will ever take him away from me, he thought as relief flooded his soul.
I’d just hunt you down and find you again. Apollo chuckled as Titus’s voice wafted through his mind. Can you move now? I need to kiss you.
As if Apollo would ever say no.