“You’ll do ityourself? Not hire someone?” Now that Ares is dead, I’m not sure who would be the person to handle this. Yes, Apollo killed someone in the boardroom of Medusa, but I didn’t peg him as a ruthless killer. Killing Godwin enemies was the role of his twin.
“Of course I’ll do it myself. He threatened my wife. You are a Godwin now, and no one gets away with threatening a member of this family.”
Trepidation, uncertainty, and doubt constricts my heart like a vise. It suddenly feels difficult to breathe. “Today? You are going to do this today?”
Apollo must sense my chaos of conflicting emotions, because he turns his head and looks at me with tenderness in his eyes. “When would you like me to?”
“I’m not sure… Not today. I mean, I want it done. I do, but…”
He doesn’t say anything. He simply watches me.
“I’d like to talk to my sister first. Not warn her it’s being done or anything. But… I just feel I need to speak with her first.” Scared I may be missing my window of opportunity, I quickly add, “But I do want you to. I do. I just need a little time. If that is all right?”
He smiles. “You tell me when. It’s your call.”
Gratitude rushes over me, as well as…warmth. “Thank you, Apollo. I wouldn’t ask if — thank you.”
There’s a long moment of silence between us. The air feels heavy, and I desperately want to be in his arms right now. I need his comfort, and I need to feel safe. And for the first time in my life, I truly feel Apollo has the ability to make me feel that. Secure.
There seems to be a crack in the air. A sizzle between us. An electric current that pulls us together, even though we’ve been drifting away as each day of our marriage went by. I’ve felt this powerful pull more and more since the accident. As if his near death has changed who he is and who we are. It’s a gripping, suffocating hold over me, and I can’t resist the way it demands me to just… be.
“Do you want out of the cage?” he asks, seductively hypnotizing me with his husky voice.
I remain silent and still, uncertain if his question is a trap of some sort.
“I have a lot of making up to do,” he finally says.
“So do I.”
“I think you’ve paid the last few days. Or at least coming damn close.”
My body heats at the memory of all the ways I’ve paid. “Does that mean the cage and the punishment is over?”
“I’ll tell you what,” he says. “You can stay in that cage, roll over and get some sleep. I will leave you alone even though my cock is hard again and I want to fuck you until you scream my name.” He presses up on his elbows, revealing his rippled abs. “Or you can crawl out of that cage and come sit on my face so I can lick you. We can end this punishment once and for all right now.” He smiles. “The choice is completely up to you.”
ChapterTwenty-Six
Apollo
“The cage is locked,” she says with a sly smile.
I instantly sit up and walk toward the cage. “Ah, that it is. Would you like me to unlock it so we can end this punishment?”
“My choice?” she asks with wide eyes but a smirk on her face.
“Your choice,” I parrot.
She nods. “Unlock the cage. Punish me.”
I do so and step out of the way so she can crawl out and stand before me.
“I want to fuck you,” I say, stepping closer as I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her against me.
Her body is warm, even though she’s surrounded by cool metal bars.
“Turn around,” I demand, spinning her to face the cage.
Daphne does as instructed, allowing me to press her up against the metal bars. Pushing her long hair to one side, I kiss a warm path over her skin, loving how I can see visible chills on her body.