For the Love of Apollo

One thing that I know is certain, being a part of Apollo’s harem and in love with someone else is next to impossible, especially when the god of the sun decided that you were his favorite lover. While my body may belong to Apollo, my heart and soul belongs to Michael, a champion of Greece. Michael and I grew up together, so I’ve known him my whole life, practically joined at the hip. Or at least we were, until he was called upon by Greece to fight for them. Two months after Michael left our village, I was sold into Apollo’s harem. I haven’t seen my family since then, ive been given the opportunity to, but they chose money over me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m treated very well, and Apollo isn’t that bad of a guy, he spends more time with me than with any other woman. And he’s enough to make any mouth water, all six foot six inches of golden skin, rock hard abs. I mean this guy never misses a day at the gym toned. Bright silver eyes that shine with mischief and light, chiseled jaw and soft brown hair. And don’t even get me started about his 12 inch long 6 inch circumferences monster of a c***k. I’m not going to say that it’s not the best thing I have ever felt, actually, it’s the only one. I was a virgin until I met him. My first night with him he was a gentle lover, and for that I’m grateful. Unfortunately, I can’t express how much I don’t want him, that I want another. That’s only in my head though, my body betrays what my heart wants. Every time he sets his molten silver gaze on me, my body ignites with a slow burning fire that starts at my core. “What’s on your mind?” Apollo asks, interrupting my thoughts “It’s nothing My Lord.” I reply and stare passed him with my head down. He makes it really hard to think “I could force you to tell me.” He growls and I’m not sure what he means. Not only is he an incredible lay, he also has the power of mind reading and forcing the truth out of you. I look at him, his eyes bright as I meet them. I take a breath to steady my nerves. “Permission to speak freely?” I ask, he nods and I continue. “I don’t know how much about me you know, but my heart belongs to a mortal, an old friend of mine.” I see his eyes flash an emotion, gone in the same moment it appears. He sits forward, elbows on his knees and fingers over his mouth. I look and swallow hard, that mouth of his has done unspeakably dirty things to me, things that I like and I blush. “I know” he says after a beat of silence. “You speak his name in your sleep, Michael I believe. I wish I knew what you saw in this mortal.” I blanche, I didn’t know that I talk in my sleep. It makes me wonder what else he’s heard, and I hope that he hasn’t sought out Michael for any reason. “Don’t worry” he said with a mischievous grin “ I’m not going to hurt him. The only thing that would do is make you resent me more instead of completely submitting to me. Which is what I want, all of you. So I’ll have to earn it as it seems.” I feel myself relax a little, then got a little taken aback by his words. Why does he want that I wonder? He gets up from his chair and walks across the room to me. All the while, his eyes never left mine, they were a light and full of lust. The way he looked at me made my skin pebble and my nip.ples harden. No doubt he had an effect on my body. He reached me and pinched my nip.ple slightly making me moan out. He smiled at this and took his other hand down to my s*x, trailed his fingers around my entrance. “So we.t for me already Celest.” He said enraptured He plunged one finger inside making me moan in pleasure and surprise. He began to stroke that spot that he knows will make me come fast and hard. I feel my legs start to shake and I know I’m almost there, so does he. He inserts another finger and continues to finger f***k me. I can feel myself clenching around his fingers, he plunges his fingers in and out two more times before he pulls them out. I look at him lust hazed and frustrated. He looked straight at me, his silver eyes bright with lust as he sticks both fingers into his mouth and sucks on them. He smiles wickedly as he kneels down in front of me and kisses my stomach all the way down to me se.x. He circled his tongue around my clite.rus slowly, making me whimper. He moves his mouth downward and plunged his tongue into my p****y. I grasp onto his hair bringing him closer to me. He keeps thrusting inside with his tongue bringing me closer to my orgas.m. He fu.cks me harder with his tongue and my body starts quivering and I can feel myself tighten around his tongue. Immediately I came on his tongue spilling out all around him and him lapping it up. He stands up as I catch my breath, smiles and walks out the door, leaving me to get dressed. He has one rule that we all have to follow strictly. No clothes while in his chambers or our own chambers. I dress, thinking about the exchange that just happened and wondered what it could have meant. I leave his room and go down the Great Hall to the dinning room, passing random Olympians and nodding to them in reverence.