Apollo's Secret

by A Y Venona

  Whatever it was that Melo did seemed to have brought fear on Xander’s parents.

  Chapter 9

  Every alpha had this imposing presence that set them up from ordinary werekin, and tension usually occurred when two alphas happened to be in proximity. Jason understood this nature, and though he felt un-threatened with another alpha's presence, he always expected animosity that usually ended with a challenge. He, therefore, understood why the alpha in front of them had his wary gaze lingered on him, longer than necessary. Although Jason wished no fight would ensue after this, he never cowered from any of it.

  “Meet my brother, Anthony Kish,” Delvin said. “Anthony, meet Jason Dyeus.”

  Both alphas shook their hands.

  “You made a great impression on Delvin’s, which is unusual for him,” Anthony said, grinning. “So when did you attend the academy? I couldn’t recall a Jason Dyeus.”

  Jason glanced at the Delvin who grimaced at the question.

  “He never attended the academy.”

  The surprise on Anthony’s face gave Jason more than a hint on the seriousness of the matter.

  “Attending Alpha Academy is mandatory to all alphas. Refusing to go constitutes long-term imprisonment,” Delvin explained.

  “Didn’t your island know this law?” Anthony asked.

  Jason shook his head. “No. We don’t know anything about what’s going on in the outside world.” Jason sighed before he continued. “Hearst is an alpha too, will that get him in trouble?”

  The two alphas stared at each other.

  “That’s why I called you here, Anthony, hoping you can help come up with a solution,” Delvin said.

  “Well, you called the wrong guardian. We should have invited Sara and Xander.”

  Xander. Jason’s heart fluttered. Part of Jason started to suspect that he was not really serious about this whole guardianship, but the incentive to see Xander again was what made it worthwhile.

  They all agreed to involve the others on whatever plan they could concoct. Anthony volunteered to call his friends, and Jason used this time to talk to his friends especially to Hearst who may get in trouble if the Council of the Elders would find out that they had two unregistered alphas roaming in Pershiane.

  Jason found his friends in the kitchen with Daniel. Aaron was helping Daniel cut the meat and vegetable. Hearst, on the other hand, was perched on the table munching what appeared to be one huge red fruit. The activity and noise slammed to a halt when they all saw Jason’s grim face.

  “Delvin said Hearst and I will be considered outlaws if the council found out we didn’t attend Alpha Academy,” he said.

  “I forgot about that. I attended the academy by invitation since I’m an omega. But the alphas are all mandated by the law to attend,” Daniel said.

  “Does that mean you’re going to prison?” Aaron asked.

  Reluctantly, Jason answered. “Yeah.” He glanced at Hearst who looked as though he was cursing Jason for inviting him to join in this quest for his missing father that led them nowhere.

  “Jason, can we talk in private?” Hearst said, his eyes sharp.

  “You can use the library,” Delvin said, walking into the kitchen. “So, how are all the ingredients?”

  “Ready and waiting for the chef,” Daniel said, winking at his husband.

  Jason did not hear any more of what they said as he and Hearst left to find privacy in the library. The moment the door to the library was closed, Hearst was on him kissing his neck.

  “What’s wrong?” Hearst asked when he froze at the touch.

  “I thought we’re here to talk.”

  “We will after this. I missed you.”

  Hearst's hands were now under his pants and doing wonders in all his senses. Goddamnit! Why was his life this complicated? He loved Hearst as a friend or more. It would have been easier if Hearst made his soul feel whole too then they didn't need to come chasing somebody who might not even love him back. But did he really love Xander? Or was it just lust he was after? One thing was clear, however, was that he was no longer thinking clearly. Everything he did since he met Xander was based on impulse. It wouldn't be fair to impose upon his confusion to Hearst. He stopped him from going any further. Hurt marred Hearst's face and so Jason pulled him and kissed him on his lips.

  “I wouldn’t further hurt you by giving you false hope. You deserve someone who can fully love you and give you a future.”

  Hearst brows knitted together. "Why are you talking about the future? I live for now."

  When Hearst leaned closer, Jason stopped him and shook his head. “Not now.”

  Hearst stared into his eyes and when he realized that there was no changing Jason’s mind, he sauntered away and sat on a chair.

  “This… this Xander is really messing up your head.”

  Jason could not even deny that.

  “So I want to hear what do you want to do?”

  "Well since running away with you is out of the question, then what about some wine? I know Delvin hid one of his good ones…" Hearst stood up to hunt for the fabled wine. His search led him to Delvin's drawer. The look on his face was pure joy when he pulled one out of it. Jason was shaking his head in amusement.

  “So, you believe that this Xander is your soul mate?” Hearst said after downing his fifth glass.

  Jason stared into Hearst’s blue eyes, searching for any hurt, jealousy, but he only found curiosity.

  “You know I never believed in those right?”

  Hearst guffawed. “Right. But here we are.”

  Jason joined him. “I meant if you asked me this like a year ago, I would have laughed to your face.”

  Hearst was holding his stomach while laughing.

  “Now I’m scared. If this soul mate crap turns out to be true, does that mean I’ll have mine too?”

  The instant fear in Hearst's eyes at such realization triggered another laughing fit out of Jason.

  "But seriously," Jason said when he was able to talk again. He shook his head. "I don't really know. But whatever this is, I'll meet it head-on."

  Hearst lifted the glass of wine. “And I’ll be right beside you.”

  They had had a few more minutes enjoying wine and companionship when the door opened.

  “Ant called. They are coming tomorrow.”

  ✽✽✽

  Jason woke up gasping. What was it? A dream that he couldn't remember? His mind may have forgotten it, but his heart jumped in excitement and a sudden strange desire to go to the garden was overwhelming.

  The cool breeze of Spring hit his face the moment he walked out of the tower. He was at the courtyard when he was assaulted with a mesmerizing scent, prompting him to hurry his steps. Someone was waiting for him in the garden. And as soon as he laid his eyes at the giant cascading fountain that had its center four five-foot statues of beasts circling around a six-foot Fae, the scent became stronger, flooding unto him with a magnitude of a wave. His eyes and ears sharpened. The colors became vivid, and the wind increased its volume and caressed his skin as if it had human hands. But none of these distracted him from the vision that brought both his flesh and the entity inside him in accord—there standing, a few feet away from him, was the source of the scent.

  The moon cast a glow unto the golden hair crowning the handsome face, too beautiful for it to be real. He ambled closer as if hypnotized. This beautiful creature was an inch or two shorter than Jason's six-six, and leaner with Apollo’s built. He heard a growl coming from within and felt a flutter of an awakening inside of him when a pair of golden green eyes stared back at him, mirroring his longing and lust.

  “You?” Alexander said.

  "Alexander." Jason came closer, close enough to touch this Alexander's face. He felt the silky skin beneath his hesitant fingers. "I've been searching for you."

  Chapter 10

  Soft lips lunged on him. Hot. Moist. Firm. And determined. They tumbled onto the bed, flesh attached with each other. He pushed him down, pinni
ng Xander's arms on the bed as he mounted him with an urgency of a beast in heat. Both his waist and legs held him down. His gaze soaked with lust.

  "Xander..."

  Xander held his gaze, grabbed Jason's shirt and ripped it open. Jason gasped as cool air hit his naked chest. He responded in the same manner by ripping out Xander's shirt.With his hands still roaming all over the lean and muscular torso of his lover, Jason lifted himself a little to give both of them room to take their pants off. With a little struggle, Xander managed to untangle his legs and out of his pants, casting the offending material aside. Jason needed to sit on his ass to get his pants down his legs. As his attention focused on this chore, he was caught off guard when Xander pushed him down onto the bed, his weight shook the soft bed a little. His golden-haired lover resumed Jason’s forgotten tasks by pulling his pants down and then throwing it onto the floor. Satisfied with himself, Xander hovered above, teasing him with his proximity. Understanding the game of dominance, Jason grabbed his head and pulled him down for a searing kiss. Their lips were fondling with each other, soft and persistent. Jason's tongue snaked inside Xander's mouth, exploring, while his hand slid down his lover's bottom, squeezing its roundness, kneading it with frantic attention. He rolled them over, so he could be on top. All of this happened without breaking the kiss. The need to be inside his lover became too overwhelming for Jason.

  “Do you have a—”

  Xander reached out for the drawer and pulled the lube, grinning. Jason snatched it with his greedy hand and squirted a liberal amount of gel onto his palm. He coated it on his penis, hard like a heated rod in his gelled-moist hand. He squirted another and oozed it down into Xander’s ass.

  “Hey, cold,” his lover complained, but his voice came out moaning.

  “Oh, yeah?” he said, his finger now deep inside his lover’s ass. Xander gasped, his eyes radiant with lust and need. His finger went deeper, opening him up for his length. Xander whimpered.

  "Fuck me hard, and I’m going to open up for you," Xander said with labored breath.

  Jason needed not to be told twice and so with stomach and chest burning with excitement he pushed his length inside. He stopped halfway in to let Xander adjust to his size. At his lover's nod, he pounded in, deeper until he hit that same spot in the anal wall.

  "Push in," Xander commanded. And so Jason did push deeper and banging this sensitive area like a huge log hitting the castle gate. The wall swelled and then softened as Jason’s dick hit it hard. He pulled back an inch up only to push it back in. He repeated this motion till he found his rhythm. At Xander’s moan Jason’s balls tightened ready to burst.

  "Hard!" Xander screamed, his eyes burning with brilliant light. Jason pushed his dick harder inside him, and the anal wall opened up and sucked him in, welcoming him in this newly found nook hidden beneath his lover's ass, this new place loaded with excited coil sensitive at the touch of Jason's length. Primal need took over. Their moans got louder. Jason's thrust went frantic. He felt every inch of his length sliding in and out of Xander’s anal cavity. In. Out. It’s all he could think of. Together they reached the highest peak and shivered as they climaxed. To Jason's senses, everything slowed down and his whole being shook at the magnitude of his orgasm. It was like a floodgate opening after millennial of confinement. And for the first time, he came down from euphoria with his soul at peace. No. This was the second time. And with the same person.

  He woke up the next day with the smell of his lover wafting in the air. It was the scent of the flower when at its bloomest, of the fresh fruit when its sweet juice seeping through its peel and of the soup on a feverish rainy night. He opened his eyes and grinned. Xander shifted his weight to lie on his stomach, giving Jason a nice view of his smooth backside and his perfectly curved ass.

  “You’re awake,” Xander said, voice warm yet still rough from sleep.

  “My name is Jason Dyeus, son of Marcus. I’ve come from an Island that nobody knew existed, and I’m honored to meet you.”

  Xander snickered. “I know your name and everything what’s on record.”

  “You’re stalking me, huh?”

  “You’re the one who followed me here. Or did you have any business here in Pershiane. I thought you’re looking for your father.”

  Jason did know much about how the guardians accessed this kind information. If he were to become a captain, shouldn’t he ought to know to this thing too? Or did Jason really even care about the position now that he found Xander?

  “I’m still searching for him. I just got a little sidetracked.” Jason ran his hand along Xander’s broad back meticulously not leaving a single inch of skin untouched, and then his hand leisurely slid downward only to linger on his lover’s mound. He tapped it a few times, taking in the sight that he was gloriously feted with before his fingers continued the journey down to massage the crack in his lover’s ass. Xander moaned. Jason’s breath hitched and the slit of his rod leaked. He grimaced when passion once again ignited. “God, I can’t keep my hands off you.”

  Xander leaned toward him and whispered. “Will it make you feel good if I tell you, exactly my sentiment?” Xander’s voice velvety to Jason’s ears. Then his gaze went down on Jason’s length that was leaking and needing his immediate attention. Xander slid down, body sliding over Jason’s, skin against skin. And when Xander reached Jason’s groan, he swallowed Jason’s leaking cock. Jason moaned, his hips started to undulate as he writhed in ecstasy. Xander’s name was on his lips when his orgasm hit him.

  Xander climbed off the bed and sauntered toward the mini-bar.

  “Wine?”

  With a little dramatic sigh, Jason got up and crossed the room to wrap his arms around Xander. They did not bother to wear any underwear so Jason’s length touched the skin on Xander’s ass. Xander turned around to push Jason a little.

  “Down boy,” he said. “You just got your fill.”

  Jason grinned. “I’m greedy.”

  Xander raised a brow. “I can tell.” After a little playful wrestling, Xander was able to get out of Jason’s hold. He then went around the bar to get a bottle from the wine rack. After opening it, he poured two glasses and handed one over to Jason. Jason emptied its content and smiled.

  “Wow,” he said. “This one is the same one you gave that first time.”

  This time Xander was smiling, his eyes glittering with amusement. “I’m telling you. It’s all about the wine. Come, I’ll show you something.”

  As though Jason wouldn’t follow Xander anywhere even to the cliff of the mountain and into the ravine. He stood behind Xander while they looked through big window. His arms were still around his lover’s naked form.

  "From here, you can see the Mt. Spyloom. It's called by its name because of the abundance of Spyloom trees. We used the fruit to make wine. It's where I live too. Our family has a mansion built on top of the mountain, but you could hardly see it from here."

  Covered with trees, like mosses to a rock, the mountain was on the other side of the lake.

  Xander tilted his head to his side, giving him access to his neck. Jason immediately took the offering and touched it with his lips.

  "Something happened when we're making love...I got drawn inside this..."

  "Pocket. It's anal pocket that only our kind has. It doesn't open up with any object, not even with finger no matter how hard you poke it. Only a prick of a lover can soften it."

  Jason felt the stirring in his groin.

  "You have a way with words, dear one. If I may, what’s your kind?”

  “I come from the race of the Houses.”

  “Which means what exactly?”

  “Nothing really. We also have our own alpha, and omega.”

  Jason's arms tightened around Xander before he turned him around to face him.

  Xander was a study of perfection. The angles in his face were carved with just the right amount of sharpness and a little of softness. Manly yet delicate. His eyes were molded just with the right depth. His
eyebrows were curved as if the gods combed them regularly. His eyes were a mix of green and gold and a little shadow of blue, so clear and brilliant. His nose was narrow and pointed, but just the right size for his face. His lips were velvety and succulent. And his whole face was crowned with the golden hair that seemed to glow. A flush of pink started to creep in Xander's face. Jason touched it with his thumb as if he were spreading the pink coloring all over his lover's cheek.

  “Someone’s blushing,” he said teasingly and smirking at the same time, feeling smug and proud that he made his lover blushed.

  “Well, it’s hard not to when a very good looking man is giving you an I-want-to-bend-you-over-and-fuck-you-senseless look,” Xander answered in a voice likened to a moan.

  Jason chuckled.

  “Can you blame this poor mortal with eyes made to see and heart to love when in close proximity with a godlike creature such as yourself?”

  “So tell me how many beings have fallen hopelessly under your powerful seduction?”

  “So is my seduction not working on you?”

  “Whether it’s working or not, you don’t need seduction to get me underneath you.”

  There were many things that they needed to talk about, issues needed to straighten up, but Jason found no strength to resist Xander’s delicious presence. It did not take long before he was once again pulling Xander back to the bed, pressing him with his weight and began the exploration of wonder and ecstasy of this newfound paradise lying in the secret place whose portal opened to the union of flesh and soul. Impatient with himself, Jason slid his rigid cock at the crack of Alexander’s ass while his hand fisted Alexander’s hard shaft. But just when Jason picked up a motion that usually ended up with him thrusting his cock in and out of the glorious hole, Xander flipped him on his back and sat atop Jason’s groin.

  “You already got yours. It’s now my turn.” Xander kissed him to compliance, licking Jason from his chest down to his lower abdomen, and then played with Jason's hot shaft. He found himself yielding, letting this beautiful creature have his ways with him. And for the very first time in his life, Jason felt fingers sliding in and out of his own ass. Unable to control his reaction, he stiffened under Alexander’s touch.