The Monster Within - Book 1

Chapter 41

I head inside to get changed, thinking of Hayley, when I pass her bedroom door. My feet slow as I hear a whimper and feel myself drawn to her, wanting to comfort her. My heart bleeds for her as I know the fear she's facing. It was easier for me in a way because I wasn't aware there was a possibility of dying. Being part of a wolf bloodline meant that possibility was minuscule, but Hayley doesn't have that luxury. She knows there is a fifty-fifty chance that she might not make it tonight because I didn't want to keep anything away from her. It was something I strongly considered whether I should have told her or not. But I would have appreciated the truth back when I first changed. I would have wanted to know what to expect. I would have wanted the opportunity to make my peace with it, rather then it be thrust upon me unexpectedly.

With a blanket still wrapped around my shoulders I lightly tap on her door to see if she's okay, but there's no answer. I continue hearing the gentle sobs coming from her room, so I twist the door handle, thinking she might not be able to hear. Slowly, I push the door open, expecting to see Hayley crying alone. But when my eyes land on Hayley and Archer fucking in her bed, I freeze. Their naked bodies are pressed against each other as Archer thrusts himself into Hayley over and over again. Her hands roam over his body and she moans under his touch, taking everything he's willing to give her.

I shake the fog from my brain and slowly back up in the doorway, pulling the door closed behind me when I hear a voice, making me jump.

'Like what you saw?' Apollo breathes down my neck, placing his hands on my hips.

I spin around and swat him on the arm.

'Don't sneak up on me!' I warn him.

'You're one to talking about sneaking up on people.'

'I thought she was crying. How was I supposed to know they were doing that?' I defend myself.

'You know we have some time...' Apollo tells me, moving his hand to where I grasp the blanket at my chest.

'Yeah...?'

He hooks that same finger in the fabric covering me and pulls. A low growl rolls up his throat as his eyes drift down my body, taking in my naked form. He lunges forward, picking me up in his arms, as he carries me down the hall to our bedroom. A squeal of delight comes from me as he kicks the door open, marching us over to the bed. He lays me down softly, looking over my bear skin one more time. He then drops to his knees before me, pushing my knees apart with his big paws. His warm breath fans across my centre, making me moan, desperate for him to touch me. I lean up onto my elbows watching as he inches closer and closer to the parts of me I need him to touch. Then in one swift move, his tongue juts out coming into contact with my slit as he licks me as if he's savouring the way I taste.

'Fuck...' I moan, moving my hand to the back of his head. 

I run my fingers through his thick hair, pressing him harder against myself as I start to roll my hips. He uses his fingers to open my folds to him, allowing him to flick his tongue over my clit, causing a familiar pressure to build in the pit of my stomach. Every flick of his tongue brings me closer and closer to my climax, until I can't take anymore.

'I'm gunna...' Is all I manage to say before fire ignite under my skin.

His tongue keeps the same rhythm against my body until I start to come down from my high. Apollo then crawls up the bed to me, planting kisses all over my stomach before continuing his journey north, licking and nipping at me until his large body looms over the top of me.

'Lay down.' I tell him.

He looks at me for a while as he hoovers over the top of me, mulling over my request before he moves to my side, lying down. I roll over and move one of my legs to the other side of his waist, straddling him. I grind myself against his shaft, feeling the hard mass beneath me. I bring my hand to my mouth, sliding it in, covering it with spit before moving it down to his cock, coating it in my saliva. I work my hand up and down a few times before I line him up to my opening, slowly sliding down his member. I let out a groan of pleasure as he fills me up before I begin to move my hips, rolling against him over and over again.

His hands grasp my thighs as I move, digging his nails in, to the point where I think he'll draw blood. The thought only drives me to the brink of madness as my movements increase in speed while I ride the man underneath me. One of his hands moves from my waist to my breast, massaging it before he brings his mouth to it, sucking and biting my nipple. I press my hand to the back of his neck, encouraging his actions, not wanting him to stop.

'You like that, baby?' He mumbles against my skin.

'Yeah.' I moan out, gripping a handful of his hair.

'Baby you feel so good.'

'Oh, Apollo...' is all I can reply with as another wave starts to build between my legs.

'I like it when you moan my name baby.'

'Apollo...' I moan a little louder.

'Yeah, like that.' He growls.

The next time I moan his name I feel his grip on my waist tighten as he comes close to his end. I pick up the pace, riding him as I bring myself to the precipice, towing Apollo with me as we both find our release at the same time. 

After the tingling feeling leaves our bodies I try to stand, but Apollo holds me in his lap a little while longer. I feel his tongue lick up between my breasts, over my collar bone to my neck, before he bites and sucks at me, leaving a large love bite on my neck for all to see.

'I love you.' He mumbles against my newly marked skin.

'I love you.' I reply, feeling him getting hard all over again underneath me.