Apollo’s eyes narrow. “Well, I’ll be damned.”
He stops toying with Grey and makes his way over to her, pushing up her ass.
“I knew it. She’s a plugged little whore.” He tugs at the plug, making her groan.
“Wait!”
“Did you put this in yourself?” Apollo asks.
“No. Yes,” she quickly corrects.
“So which is it? Yes, or no?” He lifts his head and looks at Grey, whose hard-on is still twitching. “Or are you a kinkier fucker than I imagined?”
She raises her head. “I did.”
My eye twitches.
Liar.
“Then you won’t mind if we play with it,” Apollo says, before he pulls it out completely.
Her stilted moan is like music to my ears.
“Nice, a hole ready to use,” he says, and he actually fucking spits inside.
“Watch it,” I growl.
He glares at me. “You and I are in this together, remember? You need me, I need you … andweneed her.” He slowly dips two fingers into her ass. “And youwillshare.”
The idea of sharing makes me want to thrust a knife into his heart, but when she whimpers on the ground, I lose all sense of control over my own damn greed.
If I have to share to make her realize her mistake, then so fucking be it.
The grin on his face deepens with each stroke. “So fucking needy. I wonder what else this little vixen is hiding.” He pulls out and pushes the plug back in. “I wonder how it will feel fucking her with this still in her ass.”
“I will be the judge of that,” I growl.
I grab her by the throat and lift her up into standing position. She doesn’t fight, doesn’t scratch at my fingers, despite the rage growing in her eyes.
“Fine, you go play with your toy while I keep her boyfriend on the edge.” Apollo waves and saunters toward Grey again, who keeps biting into the cloth in his mouth to loosen it up.
“Keep him quiet,” I say.
Apollo grabs Grey by the chin. “But he wants to whimper for me so badly…” He pulls the cloth out of his mouth, and as Grey begins to talk, Apollo shoves the same fingers into his mouth that were just inside her to silence him. “Don’t you?”
“Don’t hurt him!” Aspen yells.
“Relax …” Apollo mutters.
The unhinged look in Grey’s eyes while Apollo is knuckles deep inside his mouth is a sight to behold. I love how well Apollo knows how to make people squirm in their seats.
“Now lick and taste your girl,” he says, grinning, before pulling out, only to shove the cloth right back in to his mouth, tightening it.
She grimaces, and I spin her around, locking her arms behind her back so Grey gets a good look.
“Look at him, Aspen,” I tell her. “Do you see him getting harder and harder the more I use your body?”
I slide my free hand down her body, feeling up all the parts of her skin she kept from me for so damn long. Like a man starved of touch too long, I take my time to get to know all the dips and curves of her body, memorizing them all, before I dive between her legs.
