The Sun Revolves Around Apollo (The Gods Are Back In Town Book 2)

by Serena Akeroyd

  Her eyes were sparkling as she grinned over at Pollux then me. “I guess this turned deviant quickly, huh?”

  Lux being Lux just grinned. “We can be as deviant as you need, ó filtáti.”

  For whatever reason, that had her groaning. “I love it when you speak Greek.”

  “Technically, it’s old Greek,” I advised her with a small smile, reaching down to kiss the corner of her mouth.

  “I think you should tell me more,” she whispered, so I did.

  With a kiss that punctuated each sentence, I told her that I was falling for her. That my brother was too. I told her that she was the light in the shadows that had been forming around me for too long. I told her that she brought hope to my world and that I never wanted her to change.

  By the time I was done, her face had been peppered with kisses and we’d gone from simply being propped against the desk to her laying on it.

  When she stared up at me with those huge blue eyes of hers, I wanted to fucking melt. This woman had so much power in her small body, and she didn’t even realize it.

  Lux moved from the doorway and took a seat behind the desk.

  “You two just carry on,” he informed us.

  “He wants to watch,” I told her, kissing the tip of her nose. “Is that okay with you?”

  “I-I think with four guys to please, it’s something I’d better get used to.” She didn’t sound worried or overwrought about that fact, and it made me frown as I reached up to trace her lips with my own.

  “You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

  She wriggled against the desk. “I know, that’s what makes it all so delicious.”

  I blinked. “What do you mean?”

  Lux snorted. “For God’s sake, brother, just get on with it. How much permission do you need to let go?”

  Her eyes sparkled as she tilted back to stare at him. “So bossy.”

  He winked. “You know it.”

  Ella was laughing as she turned back to me, but her smile was wicked and the way she arched her back, her legs clinging to my hips, her feet digging into my ass, told me what words couldn’t express—she liked having Lux here.

  The inferno that caused in my body wasn’t something I could contain. I pulled back from her and instantly ripped my tee overhead. I’d seen the quick flare of panic at what she’d imagined to be my retreat, but when I began stripping, she arched up onto her elbow to watch the show.

  As she watched, I kicked off my jeans and she licked her lips at the sight of my cock. When she spoke, she squeaked slightly and Lux’s chuckle was gravelly. “You go commando?”

  “We’ve been around longer than briefs have,” my twin told her, and she grinned at me, her delight and wonder etched onto her face in a way that made me feel like I was a God, and not just a guardian. “And yes,” he continued even though her focus was back on me. “We’re identical in all the ways that count.”

  A deep groan escaped her. “Don’t tease.”

  “He’s right,” I said with a laugh as I reached down and grabbed my cock. Her eyes focused on my length, and I was the one who groaned when she licked her lips.

  “I think I have too many clothes on,” she whispered, and so saying, she reared up and dragged her top overhead. Within seconds, she was fumbling with her bra, and then she released her breasts and I wanted to gorge on those thick nipples more than I wanted my next breath.

  As she shimmied out of her jeans shorts, they jiggled enticingly and I just watched, well aware my brother was getting the same view, and that he too was jacking off to the sight of our woman getting naked for us.

  When her shorts were down her thighs, I helped out, grabbing them and shoving them to the ground.

  She was bare and pink and slick.

  God, I wanted to dive right in like she was a banquet and I was starved.

  I slid my hands down her legs as I stepped between them, then I grabbed her ass and jerked her against me. When our sexes brushed, she moaned and I rocked my hips, sliding my cock down her heat, loving the juices that coated me, loving how ready she was for me already.

  Her hands came up to grab my hair, and she slid her fingers over my scalp, drawing sensitive nerve endings to life.

  With a groan, I caught her lips with mine once more as my hands slid down her form, shaping her and holding her, loving the feel of her against me.

  She didn’t just lie there; no, she rocked into me. Her legs held me tightly to her, she hugged me close, not letting anything, not even air, between us.

  With her body, she told me how badly she wanted this, needed me. I’d never felt anything like what she stirred in me. Not in all my long years, and I never wanted to feel it again. She was mine, and I was hers.

  I reached between us and grabbed my cock. Holding the root, I slipped down until I could press the tip into her gate.

  She was exquisitely tight, deliciously wet. I couldn’t wait to lick her clit, to taste her properly, but for now, I just had to have her. Just needed to be inside her, to make her mine in all the ways that counted.

  “No c-condom?” she breathed on a hiccough, her eyes glittering like sapphires.

  Lux stunned me by getting out of his seat and looming over us from behind. He framed her face with his hands as he dipped down and nipped her bottom lip. Her breathing sped up, her tits jiggling anew with the pace, and I realized once more how his presence excited her.

  We’d shared many females in our years. Females who loved the notion of bedding twins, but Ella was different. I was, I’d admit, relieved that she accepted him here. Pollux, though a pain in my ass, meant more to me than I could even begin to describe. He was more than just kin; he was more than just my brother. He owned as much of my soul as she did.

  Staggered by the thought, by how deeply I felt for her, I slipped inside her as Lux whispered, “Never anything between you and us, Ella.”

  Her back arched as he slipped his hands over her breasts, cupping them, and tweaking the nipples.

  “I-I could get pregnant,” she whimpered as I began to forge my way inside her.

  She wasn’t a virgin. I felt that, but she was small. Really fucking small.

  Jesus.

  Sweat beaded on my brow at how slow I had to thrust inside her. It was exquisite torture to be clutched and clasped by her silken muscles, to know that I couldn’t just impale her on my shaft and fuck us both to heaven.

  With dazed eyes, I watched as Lux began nuzzling her throat, licking and nipping as his fingers worked her nipples.

  Heart pounding in my chest, I reached down and began to rub her clit. One of her hands was tangled in Lux’s hair, but now the other came to grab my wrist.

  There was panic in her eyes, a panic I wanted to explore as she held me close to her, as she began to rock her hips, actively seeking my touch even if her gaze seemed to be telling me to back off.

  When I let my fingers drop down to gather some of her wetness, I coated her clit with it, and her nails dug into my wrist as she released a shriek, her back arching as she came.

  “Fuck me, that was fast,” Lux rasped, darting me a look that said he was as mind-blown as I was. Because, good God, what a sight.

  She’d been rocking into me, her body arching into our touch, but now? She wriggled and writhed, and her legs dug into my ass again, forcing me deeper, urging me to go faster than I’d intended.

  A loud groan escaped her as my cock hit home, and I felt her orgasm clutching at me, demanding my own. Pulling out of those tight walls that were seeking my release was both heaven and hell, but I carried on touching her clit as I fucked her. This time, the hand at my wrist was trying to throw me off, to make me stop, but I didn’t let her.

  I wanted her to soar, wanted her to fly.

  She moaned and began to gasp as Lux pinched her nipples, her body arching, reaching for more, something I knew she’d never have experienced unless she’d had another threesome.

  She was torn between us. Torn between ne
eding something she couldn’t understand just yet.

  As I slammed into her, moving faster and faster as my own needs crept to the fore, I felt the frantic craving for us both surge forward, leap ahead. She wasn’t ready for what she needed—not if the tightness of her pussy was anything to go by.

  But those thoughts led to my own detonation.

  The idea of my twin sinking into her ass as I fucked her pussy was like lighting a stick of TNT and throwing it into my brain.

  I came with a hoarse shout, and the instant my cum spurted into her slick heat, she released a shrill scream that Lux quickly silenced by kissing her, by thrusting his tongue into her mouth and forcibly quieting her.

  As my body soared, my mind did with it. I felt a kind of peace that I’d never experienced before. Even as the white-hot heat of release sent me spinning toward insanity, lights flickered behind my closed eyes as she beckoned me into her embrace, grounding me, strengthening me. Her arms a haven, her heart a destination I’d always been heading for but had never known I was seeking.

  ❖

  Pollux

  Though many would disagree, Castor, with his quiet temperament, was actually not at one with his feelings.

  He was a control freak for a reason.

  In a world without end, he clung to structure.

  Whether he was on duty with Apollo, or here at the stables, he worked tirelessly because, to him, work was the only constant.

  Hearing the truths he uttered in our mother tongue floored me. But seeing Ella’s response to them? Even if she didn’t know what the words meant, she could sense the meaning, and that annihilated me.

  Sex was sex, but what happened between Ella, Tor, and I was so much more than that. And it was the first time in my long existence I realized that.

  As she came under our touch, I couldn’t stop myself from touching her. I didn’t want to give her a break. I wanted to feel the connection that always flared to life between us find a resting place. I wanted it to surge into and then settle inside us. Christ, I wanted that more than I’d ever wanted inside any woman before.

  Feelings and shit weren’t my forte either. But fuck, what Ella did to me, what her response to my brother did to me, was something I doubted I’d ever understand.

  I carried on nipping and sucking her throat, leaving little marks there that would drive Apollo wild when he saw them. He was a ‘marker,’ and though he’d grown adept at sharing between the four of us, it would stir him into action as well.

  He was too focused on trying to portray himself as a good guy when he was neither good nor bad. He was just a dude. Someone trying to get through the days without causing a war, someone with more power than any one person should have, and someone who had a shit ton of responsibilities on his shoulders that he was ready to share with this woman.

  Ella’s presence in our life heralded so much, and I wanted that to start. Apollo’s caution was doing us no good. It was time that we showed Ella the truth. Revealed ourselves to her so that she could accept us with no ignominy.

  Though my focus was on her, I felt Tor pull free of our wife. He was panting as he did so, but I heard her moan as he nipped at her calf, stroking his hand down the length as he moved out from between her thighs. The sound of his skin brushing hers brought static energy to life in my ears, and I moved down and around, knowing he’d paved the way for me to take her too.

  As I drifted around the side of the desk, I kept my lips connected to her body. Trailing my mouth down her form, I shaped her with my hands, skimmed over her nipples with my tongue, and gently rubbed her sensitive belly. When I made it to her slumped thighs, I kissed the crest of her pubis, then whispered my tongue along the line where thigh met hip.

  Her gulp was audible and she parted her legs, making me grin at the silent prompt. When I slipped between them, I fluttered my tongue on her clit for a second, then pressed a kiss to it. I was pretty open to most things, and had Achilles or Apollo fucked her raw, I had no problem with the taste of another man’s cum. But my bro’s? Gross.

  The way she reacted to that soft kiss, however, made me promise myself I’d eat her out until she was screaming next time.

  Hmm. Next time.

  Thank fuck this was starting for real, and there would be a next time. Perhaps that may have sounded forward, but there was no way she was walking away from us now.

  I wouldn’t be able to stand it, and I’d do everything in my fucking power to keep her glued to us.

  I didn’t give a shit what Apollo had to say on the matter. If it meant handcuffing Ella to me, I’d do it.

  Pressing a hand to her belly, I teased us both by fluttering my tongue over her clit once more. When she made a keening sound that was soon muffled, I looked up and grinned as Castor shut her up with his tongue.

  Yeah, the boy could kiss.

  Satisfied, I nipped her belly when I made a move to stand. My cock was leaking pre-cum and I was harder than iron. Need burned in my gut, churning away like I hadn’t come in weeks.

  Ella had only been a part of our life for a handful of days, and already she had my dick tied in knots.

  With a groan, I clamped down on my balls, trying to make sure I didn’t shoot my wad too soon. From Castor’s grunts and complaints in our mother tongue, I knew she was super tight, and I sure as fuck wasn’t about to grumble about that.

  Of course, I could understand why he had.

  He didn’t fuck around as much as I did, so only God knew when he’d last been inside a woman.

  Still, now wasn’t the time for thoughts of other women. Not that they existed for us anymore.

  She was like the sun, the moon, and the fucking stars, and shit, if I didn’t get inside her within the next ten seconds, I was going to go mad.

  Lifting her legs so that they were bent at the knee, I pulled them together so her feet rested on the desk. I’d never been more grateful that Achilles was anal-retentive and that he insisted this desk always remain clear, all papers filed away before we closed the office up. It meant we weren’t doing the dirty on a bunch of office equipment, which might sound hot, but I’d had a stapler digging into my ass before—not fun.

  Letting her legs fall naturally aside, I almost groaned at the sight of Tor’s cum sliding free from her cunt. Jesus, that was going to feel like heaven.

  Keeping a firm grip on my balls because my seed was boiling away inside them, desperate for release, I grabbed my shaft and slotted the tip against her pussy.

  She moaned as I slid up, nudging her clit, then I tapped it with my cock, and I loved how her ass reared up in surprise. I got the feeling she was inexperienced, but the four of us were anything but—she’d learn. Fast.

  Castor swallowed her moan, and I watched, amused, as he barely let her up for breath. Slipping the tip into her cunt, I released my dick so I could grab a firm hold on one of her tits.

  She had nipples like goddamn strawberries. They were pink and big—so fucking big. I guess, in relation, her tits were small, but those nipples with the taut nubs topping them like a cherry on a cake? Sweet Lord, she was better than a fruit salad.

  Half-smirking at my joke, I clenched down on my balls with my other hand again to make sure my erection wasn’t going anywhere.

  Sucking down a breath, I began the delicious slide inside her. Grateful for the extra lube because, Jesus H Christ, she was tight, I prayed to the twelve Gods and Goddesses of Olympus and then some to keep it together.

  The second the first two inches of my cock was inside her, she pulled free of Castor’s lips, but her hands moved up to grab hold of his hair, gripping him tightly, holding him close.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Lux!” she moaned and I grinned, loving my name on her lips as she cursed. Her hips rocked, her belly dipping as I took that first thrust slowly.

  Her breathing increased, those cherries on her tits shaking as I took my time. They weren’t the only thing—her thighs were quivering too.

  The moans that escaped her were the best music I’d
ever heard, and when I was all the way inside, when she took all of me, I could feel her tremor and it was like a vibrator.

  Eyes almost crossing as her cunt muscles clutched on me too, I wondered if I’d died. Properly this time. Because nothing and no one on this Earth felt so fucking good.

  “Fuck me!” she roared, breaking through the haze and into my nirvana.

  I laughed dopily, loving her demands that had the lights flickering around me as my nerves blew a gasket, but fuck. When didn’t I give a lady, especially mine, what she wanted?

  Leaning over her changed the angle, and pressing my forearms on either side of her arms so I could dip my head and catch one of those cherries, I gave her what she asked for.

  Fast and hard, I plowed into her, and all the while, I sucked her titties just as hard, raking them with my teeth, loving the taste of her sweat as the beads popped from her pores.

  Tor was back to nipping at her throat as I had while he’d fucked her, and it amused me to note that we’d both picked up on the fact that was her erogenous zone. Tits were rarely the go-to zone for chicks, but they were sure as shit mine. Grateful for his aid, I enjoyed myself, and when she clamped down tight around me, I looked up and saw why.

  The hickey was the size of a silver dollar.

  Big.

  Dark.

  And bang at the center of her throat.

  She was loving that now, but after? She’d throw shit at him, and I looked forward to the show.

  Hiding my grin, then groaning as he did it again because her cunt clamped down on me once more, I couldn’t help it. I reared back up and fucked her, knowing I was close, knowing that I was about to come and not about to go over the edge without her.

  Reaching down to pinch her clit, I felt relief slide inside me as her orgasm began to ricochet, her muscles seeking my release, something which I was more than grateful to give her—especially after her body had asked so nicely.

  As I gave her my seed too, I slumped over her, taking comfort in the swells of her breasts.

  The desk chair squeaked, letting me know Tor had taken refuge there, and for endless moments, we just stayed there. Quiet, our bodies returning to their natural equilibrium.