The Monster Within

Chapter 22

After several of days of being held captive I start to feel really bored. I have full run of the house, although all the doors and windows remain locked. I long for fresh air as being cooped up in this house is driving me crazy. Maybe I'll see if Apollo will let me outside for a while? He isn't as scary as I first thought he was. Well, when I don't anger him. And Archer keeps to himself, not coming too close to me when Apollo is near, so I find myself gravitating towards him just to keep Archer at bay.

I wake up the next morning to the sound of Apollos light snoring. The light of the sun is radiating through the crack in the curtains, begging me to go outside. I stretch in bed, lifting my arms above my head. A moan of satisfaction slips through my lips as my muscles relax back into the soft comfortable mattress.

'Do you have to?' Apollo asks, looking at my top that had ridden up while I stretched, revealing my stomach and the small black underwear I have on.

'Beg' I say to him, mimicking what he always says to me.

'Never' He growls, pulling my body close to his, my face just an inch from his.

My eyes flick down to his lips as his breathing picks up. I try to push away at his body, but he doesn't budge. I'm trapped in his embrace as the tension builds.

'Choke on it' He says into my ear, nipping the bottom of my ear lobe. I can feel the wetness in my underwear build as I imagine what it would be like to take him in my mouth. Or what it would be like to feel him inside me.

I push his shoulder to the bed, putting him flat on his back. He allows me out of his arms as I lower myself down the bed, ripping the sheets off the bed and throwing them to the floor. He's hard before I even touch him, as I continue to crawl down the bed, dragging my breasts across the length of his cock. He lets out a grunt at the contact as he watches me move slowly down the bed. When I finally make it to the bottom of the bed I'm on all fours, hovering over his waiting shaft. I look up to the top of the bed, meeting his gaze has he leans on his elbows watching me. I lower my head down, closing the gap between me and him as I open my mouth, making room for his thick dick. With my eyes still locked on his and his cock just millimetres away from entering my mouth I stop.

'No' I say before I jump off the bed and walk towards the bathroom.

I don't make it to the door before I feel a hand on the back of my neck, dragging me back. Apollo spins me around to face him as he pushes me up against a wall, pressing his forehead to mine. His breathing it raged and he seems angry with me for teasing him until I feel his lips slam against mine. The action catches me off guard and his hand run all over my body as he parts my lips with his tongue forcing his way into my mouth. I melt against him as I wrap my arms around his neck, begging for more. His hands clasp onto my bottom, as he lifts me off the ground, wrapping my legs around his waist. Neither one of us breaks the kiss as he brings us to the bed, lowering me down to the mattress with him on top. With my legs wrapped around his waist I can feel his hard length rubbing up and down the outside of my underwear, finally making me realise what he meant before about them just getting in the way. I want to feel him. I want to have him inside me, filling me up. I grind my hips against him, trying to build some friction, needing a release after being denied before. He pulls away from me and looks into my eyes.

'Beg' He says

'Never' I reply.

He pushes my legs away from him and just as I'm about to protest he flips me over onto all fours. He moves is hand between my legs, pushing my underwear aside as he quickly finds my sensitive spot, running his fingers in delicate circles, causing me to moan. He steps closer to me, pressing his cock between my thighs, rubbing himself against my wet opening.

'Beg' He repeats through clenched teeth.

I don't respond as his fingers stop me from uttering any words. My head drops to the mattress under me as I feel the wave build between my legs.

'Beg' He whispers into my ear, as he leans over my body.

'Please' The small word escapes my lips in a tiny breathe. A word I'm not even sure he would have heard until he rips my underwear off my body, throwing the torn fabric to the floor. He positions himself at my entrance before slamming himself quickly into my wet pussy. Once he's all the way in with his stomach against my arse, he slowly pulls out, watching as his cock reappears glistening with my moisture. When the tip is the only part left inside he slams the whole thing back inside me again, causing me to through my head back and let out a loud moan. He pulls my top up, exposing my breast as he cups them, using them as leverage to pull himself back in. Every time he slams into me he is rewarded with a moan louder then the one before. He brings one hand up to my mouth and covers it, muffling my screams as he pumps in and out of me faster and faster. He changes pace by slowing down and pushes my top half into the bed, making my arse stick higher up into the air for him. He grabs hold of my hips as he continues fucking me, before bringing a sharp blow to one of my cheeks. I cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he repeats the smack on the same cheek, causing it to turn red.

'You like that?' He asks me and all I can do is nod into the mattress as he uses my body for his own satisfaction.

'Say it' He growls

'Yes' I pant between breathes 'I like it'

'Good girl' he says as he caresses the red cheek in his hand, touching it lightly.

He brings one of his hands to the front between my legs and the other to my throat as he pressing against my airways.

'I bet you like this too' He says into my ear as he rubs my clit in fast powerful motions as he pumps his thick cock in and out of me. Tears pool in my eyes as he chokes me, but despite the suffocation he's inflicting I feel myself build as he works his other hand against me. He slams into my pussy over and over again, bringing me close to the edge. The final hard blow tips me over the edge as I scream into the bed, as wave after wave washes over my body, causing my body to go limp as I drop to the mattress. Apollos hold of my waist tightens for a moment before he finds his own release, collapsing down on top of me, with his cock still stuffed inside me.

As the pleasure fades Apollo rolls off of me and on to the bed. I turn to watch him as he grabs a top off the floor and wipes his dick with it before throwing it in the bin.

'Did you... Did you not have a condom on?' I ask, horrified.

'When did you see me put one on?' He retorts

'What the fuck? I'm not on the pill. I could get pregnant. And I could catch anything off you'

'Cassandra. I don't just fuck anyone without a condom. I'm not stupid. And who cares if you get pregnant. You'll be my wife soon. It's your job to have my babies.'

'I care, thank you. I don't want to get pregnant. Not now and not with your babies. And who said I want to marry you?'

'Why do you always have to fight me? Just give in to what your body already knows it wants. We're mated. Your body calls to me as mine does to you. I feel what you feel, so I know you want this. It's what makes it possible for me to enter your dreams.'

'What?'

'Every time you dreamt of me, I was there. Not physically, but spiritually.'

I scoff at his ridiculous comment.

'You'll come to learn that everything I tell you is the truth. Something your mother took away from you the moment she ripped you out of my life' 

Then he turns and leaves the room. Leaving me to wonder what I've gotten myself into.