I am one with my villain.
Malevolence has merged with my soul, and all light that held on by a thread becomes conquered by the darkness of my husband’s claiming.
Over and over, his cock thrusts. It doesn’t feel like any other fucking of my life. No, this is animalistic.
Animalistic fucking. Yes, this is nothing but a fucking of the beasts. In, out, in, out. There is a rhythm. There is a cadence. My body marches in tempo to his control. His cock conquers my pussy.
Possession.
There is no way to describe it other than Apollo’s possession of his captive. This is not a husband and a wife making love. This is not how we’ve done it before. This is different. So very different.
His hard cock enters my wet pussy, and it stings because it’s been so long since we last had sex. It burns from the inside out. It scorches my core. It annihilates all that is good left inside. All that is left is fucking broken, as I’m sure he intended to do. All that is left is sex, conquer, demand, hate, and beauty.
A dark, awful, alluring beauty. Fucking beauty. That is what there is. Nothing but dark, fucking beauty.
He says I will remember right now forever. Forever I will remember.
Pulling his cock out of my body, Apollo puts his face right up to mine. So close that I can feel his breath against my lips. “You are my wife. Myobedientwife. Remember that.”
He presses his mouth to mine in what I think will be a kiss, but instead, he pulls my bottom lip in between his teeth and bites hard.
“Do not make me teach you another lesson,” he warns, leaving me with the taste of blood in my mouth.
Apollo pulls me to the cage by the hair, although he isn’t being as aggressive as before. With his cum dripping down my leg, I enter the cage like the animal I am, not knowing what’s coming.
ChapterEighteen
Apollo
I march from one side of the hallway to the other in a frustrated fury. The woman is reckless, borderline insane, and refuses to back down.
Daphne. Mybrother’swife.
A woman who has betrayed my family and should never be trusted. Taking her to Olympus to fix the problem shouldn’t be an issue. It’s black and white. Easy. At least that’s what it’s supposed to be before feelings got involved. Before we changed our dynamic of brother and sister-in-law. Why the fuck did I have sex with her? I fucked it all up because my cock got in the way. Now…well, now…she is just plain infuriating. She is a seductive, sensual, and stubborn woman. Not just a woman who I can throw over the cliff outside the manor. She’s not a nameless, soulless person. She isn’t someone I can just dispose of. I can’t define the emotions I have but they are there. Fucked up and chaotic emotions. Relationship-type emotions.
I stop pacing at the memory of spanking and fucking her, and grind my teeth, a futile attempt to fight back the craving, the desire, the need… the confusing connection.
I pace the hall again, fighting the urge to hit something. Why did she go and fuck up so badly? Why in the hell would she make such a deadly decision—knowing who this family is and what we have the power to do? She has no idea how much effort it would take to fix this and save her life—if it’s even possible with the kind of vengeance my father and sister want. No doubt Phoenix wants her dead as well, but I’m sure he’s back in his cave and none of us will hear from him for another decade or so. Athena and my father are a different story, however. They expect me to handle it. They have deadly expectations.
And yet… I haven’t killed her yet. Why? Out of everyone, I should be the one who wants revenge the most. I’ve killed for far less, and I didn’t give it a second thought if someone wronged my family. And what am I doing now rather than killing her? I’m having sex with my brother’s wife.
But then again, if I truly want to live my life as Apollo, then she ismywife. Daphne is the woman to be bymyside. Sleeping inmybed.
But I don’t do relationships.
Fucked, yes.
Possessed, hell yes.
Dominated, without a doubt.
But I don’t do relationships.
So this should be another reason to just end her life and make Apollo a widower.
Drawing my hands through my hair, I suddenly realize what it is that has me so upset.
My cock wants her again.Iwant her again.