Smut Warning ⚠️

I actually enjoyed myself that night.

After eating our lunch and watching them play a round of the game, I picked it up pretty quickly. I managed to even win a couple of rounds myself, as well as Erica, who proudly boasted about us girls kicking the guys butts again.

But the biggest surprise was when Brooklyn and Ryan showed up, at Apollo's invitation for me.

It was amazing to see them again, and spend a good portion of the afternoon talking to them. She was ecstatic when she saw the mark on my shoulder, the blue phoenix bright against my skin. We spent most of the night talking, and about an hour of it was her teaching me how to use the smart phone Apollo gifted me, adding her number so we could talk whenever we wanted.

A lot has happened in the week since that night as well.

For one, Apollo had his official ceremony for becoming Gamma. I had thought he already had it, but he had postponed it so I could be part of it, and officially recognized as his mate and equal as Gamma Female. It was a relatively small and short ceremony, most the time spent eating and socializing with the pack afterwards, and of course Brook and Ryan were there. It was pretty nice, and once I got a little exhausted from all the excitement, my mate took me home.

Which is the second thing that's happened. Apollo's-no, our home was finished and we were moved in.

Well, more of his things than mine, I still don't have a lot of personal possessions to my name, a fact that he is thoroughly attempting to change. He's been getting me to do a lot of online shopping for clothes and shoes, taking great effort to remember all of my sizes and color preferences. We also went through a list of any bathroom supplies, like shampoo, body wash and lotions I preferred, and even bought a ton of bubble bath 'bombs' when he found out I hadn't had many as kid, and said that you were never too old to have a bubble bath.

Do not get me started on the books, I've lost count of how many he's gotten me. Most of which I started reading at the pack house and didn't finish before the move, others I read when I was still with my parents. Some are based on the books I wanted to read, others are based on the ones I've been reading...honestly I've lost track.

Anyway, we've also been looking at furniture and decor for the house as well, since outside the basic necessities, like kitchen appliances, a washer and dryer, a functional bathroom, and beds to sleep in, it didn't really have anything else. We've picked out a lot online, going with a more cabin like appearance. Lots of natural wood, neutral tones, and simple furniture. The dining room table is one of my personal favorites, it being made of a piece of raw edge wood with matching benches.

It feels cozy, warm...and safe. Something that I'm still struggling to wrap my head around. It's been a long time since I've felt safe...and as disconcerting as it is, it also feels really good.

The nightmares are still happening, unfortunately, but they are starting to get a little better. Waking up to Apollo comforting me and talking to me when I feel like it helps. I've also been talking to Justin more, and though our experiences are vastly different, he understands what I'm going through, and having him talk me through some the shit I'm dealing with helps too. He gets it, and doesn't judge. We've briefly discussed me going to a therapist like he does, but I'm not there yet. Maybe in a little while, but not now.

Pulling myself from my thoughts, I look down to see the ball of fur curled up in my lap, smiling at the giant cat that can barely fit.

Nimbus, as I've started calling him, was a surprise from Apollo. He figured that a pet would help me with my turbulent emotions and stress, so he brought me down to an animal shelter to see if there was a new friend I could click with. I had made it through half the shelters dogs and cats when I found the giant Maine Coon, so big he barely fit in the cage they put him in.

Before I even asked about him one of the employees said he was very aggressive, wouldn't let anyone touch him without a fight. No one had been able to handle him without safety measures or sedation.

Taking that into account, I pressed the back of my hand against the slotted door, staying quiet and still as he glared at me from the furthest point he could get. After about five minutes of a silent stand-off, he leaned forward and sniff my hand thoroughly, keeping his pale green eyes locked on me as he does. After what feels like a hour, he surprises me by pressing his nose to my hand, and I jump slightly as a spark of magic shoots between us. I smile, looking at Apollo for a moment before turning back to the once wary feline.

"He's my familiar." I whisper quietly, and he curls his arm around my shoulder.

"Then he's coming home with us."

I opened the door, ignoring the employees warning, and the feline immediately jumps into my arms, chirping and trilling instead of meowing like a typical cat. His fur is long and soft, but slightly tangled due to him being too ornery to brush. I gently work on some of the knots with my fingers, which he seems to enjoy immensely. A special brush became part of the supply list for him, along with plenty of toys, beds, scratching posts, and his other necessities.

A soft trill pulls me from my thoughts, and I look down at Nimbus, his eyes looking up at me almost questioningly. Sighing, I scratch behind his ears before he hops off my lap and heads to his bed next to the fireplace, warmth still radiating from it despite the fire being out.

Time to face the most recent change.

It's the first full moon after I've been marked by Apollo, and we both know what that means. He's tried to be subtle about it, not saying anything about it being the full moon, or how I'm acting a little different because of the heat, or even how the change in my scent has obviously affected him these past two days.

I know why he's trying so hard to ignore it, the concern of it being too soon for us, and me still dealing with everything and adjusting to my life here. I appreciate him for it, that he's trying to give me time and not press the issue. However...

I make my way to the other side of the house, where I know Apollo is despite the late hour. His tactic for avoiding the temptation of my scent at night has been to work in his home office until I'm asleep, then join me in our bed until he needs to attend his duties in the morning. And it's worked, though it no longer needs to as far as I'm concerned.

I'm ready for this.

Pausing at the closed door, I inhale deeply to steady myself as well as take in his scent. He's always smelled good to me, and the mark he's given me has only enhanced it, along with my strength and other senses.

Apples, cinnamon...like apple pie.

I push open the door, and he looks up from the desk in surprise.

"Sweetheart, what are you doing up?" He asks quietly.

"I think you know." I answer, watching how his eyes are darkening at my scent filling the room. He growls lowly, gripping the desk tightly.

"We don't have to-" He starts, trying to keep himself in check.

"I want to, Apollo." I interrupt, his jaw flexes.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

He doesn't move, so I do. His eyes watching me closely as I walk over to him. The desire in his eyes is intense, as is the energy radiating off of him as I get closer. As much as I want this, I can't help but feel nervous as I've never felt desire like this, and I've certainly never acted on it...between being locked away and then on the run, I've never had the luxury of being intimate with anyone, of even thinking about it.

At least, not until I met Apollo.

He stands up as I stop in front of him, and my heart races as his body heat engulfs me. I raise a hand to his cheek, and he immediately places his over it as he inhales deeply, the sparks erupting through my hand and shooting through my arm making my breath hitch.

"You're trembling, are you sure you want to do this?" He asks again, and I inhale to steady myself.

"Yes. I've just- I've never done this before." I admit.

The desire in his eyes doesn't waver, but his expression softens.

"I haven't either," He admits, "so we can figure this out together."

The thought reassures me.

"That sounds perfect."

His other hand cups my face gently, his thumb brushing over my mouth. I can see the question in his eyes, and I smile.

"You can kiss me as much as you like."

I can tell he's restraining himself with how slowly he moves, with how his muscles are tense as he leans in to kiss me. Like he's afraid he'll break me, or scare me if he doesn't. I slide my hand from his cheek to his hair, gripping it as I deepen the kiss myself. He growls.

~Sweetheart, you are testing my restraint.~

I smile against his mouth.

~That's the idea, Darling. I'm not made of glass, and I'm not scared of you.~

He moves his hands to my hips, gripping me tightly as another growl rumbles through him. I gasp, allowing him to slip his tongue inside my mouth-exploring hungrily

~I know, but I want to be gentle for our first time. And it's difficult with how good you smell, with what I've thinking about...~

So sweet...and yet his implications make me shudder.

~I trust you, Apollo.~

My words seem to shatter his hesitation, as he growls and slides his hands to the back of my thighs to hoist me up, and I gasp into his mouth as I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips like a koala.

He breaks our kiss, and I open my eyes. He's panting, canines descended and eyes wild.

Like he wants to eat me.

Yes, please.

"As fun as taking you on this desk sounds, our first time is going to be in our bed." He says as he starts walking out, and my mind races with the thought of being laid on top of the desk, or being bent over it- Courtesy of the books I've been reading.

Dear Goddess I'm a horny mess.

"Maybe next time." I whisper, biting my lip as he groans.

"Fuck yes. Defiantly." He rasps out, moving upstairs to our bedroom even faster.

As soon as we enter our bedroom he goes to the bed, almost ripping off the covers before lowering us down. As he props himself on his elbows I pull him in for another kiss, his body shuddering as I push my hand under his shirt and over his stomach.

"I want this off." I whisper, and he nearly tears it to shreds doing so. I grin as I take him in, enjoying how his muscles twitch beneath my hands as the sparks dance between us.

"Yours too, it's only fair." He states, and I laugh softly.

"I suppose you're right."

I lift up a little to try and pull off the shirt I borrowed from him, relieved when he helps pull it up over my head. I almost laugh again at his impatience, but the sensation of air moving across my chest startles me.

That's right, I'm not wearing a bra.

"Fuck, Aella~" He growls lowly, his eyes sliding over my chest. I'm suddenly aware of how warm my body is, and how hard my nipples are.

"May I?" He asks, and I nod.

"Not much to play with." I sigh, knowing my barely b-cups were small in comparison to most of the women I've seen here.

"I disagree. Besides," He lowers his head to one breast, one of his large hands cupping the other. "why would I need more than a handful?"

I don't even get to answer his question as he starts kissing there, his hand gently squeezing as well. I melt into a puddle beneath him, just enjoying as he goes from kissing to licking around my nipple teasingly.

"Apollo~" I whimper, and he hums.

"I know Sweetheart, just let me explore a little more."

I bit my lip as his thumb grazes over my other nipple, my body shivering as he repeats the action over and over...

"Please~"

He answers my plea by sucking on one of my nipples, and I cry out as I arch upwards into his touch, my hands gripping his shoulders like a vice. He takes the other between two fingers, gently squeezing and rolling it.

I can't even form words for how good it feels, nothing but moans and sighs falling from my mouth as he takes turns sucking and squeezing both my nipples.

"You sound so pretty, Sweetheart." He murmurs as he pulls away, immediately trailing kisses down my stomach.

He stops below my belly button, placing a finger on the hem of my sleep shorts as he looks up at me. I already know what he wants.

"Yes, but only if you take off yours first." I pant out, and he grins.

"Absolutely."

He stands up and undoes his pants, letting them drop to the floor as I watch propped up on my elbows. My eyes linger on his boxers, noticing the prominent bulge-and the faint wet spot.

"Like what you see, Sweetheart?"

I nod, inhaling deeply as I catch the scent of his arousal.

"Your turn."

He pulls down my shorts slowly, and I shiver as the cooler air hits my thighs, and my damp underwear. He growls, eyes darkening and inhaling deeply as he tosses my shorts aside.

"I knew it, you're already so wet~"

My face heats up at his words, and the kisses he places on my thighs. His hands slide over them too, the sparks feeling even more overwhelming in such sensitive places; it makes me nervous for how it will feel on-

Oh fuck!

In my distraction Apollo licked over the wet spot of my underwear, the edges of his tongue grazing the skin left uncovered there. I gasp at the pleasure that shoots through me as he growls, his hands tightening on my thighs.

"I want to touch you here Aella, can I?"

I swallow, my body trembling at the thought.

"Yes, yes please."

He grins, taking the fabric between his teeth and pulling them down. The moment they are off he drops them to the floor, and I shiver as the cool air reaches my aching core.

Apollo's eyes trail over my body.

"You are so beautiful, like a goddess...I want to worship you."

This man has no business being so sweet and seductive at the same time.

"Lift your hips for me, Sweetheart." He asks, grabbing his pillow.

As I do he places the pillow underneath my hips.

"Before we do anything else, I want to make myself acquainted with this part of you."

"Acquainted?" I giggle at the wording, and he hums.

"I've been doing some reading, and some research. I want to know what feels good for you- it could hurt you if I do something wrong, especially since we've never done this before." He explains, and my heart squeezes.

Once again, sweet and hot.

I spread my legs wider for him, and I involuntarily twitch as he tentatively traces a finger over my folds.

"If I remember correctly...this is where our bodies will connect," He murmurs, sliding his fingers down and applying pressure that makes me whimper, "but this is the most important part of your sweet little pussy, the one that needs the most attention~" His fingers move back up, and I moan as he lightly rubs my clit.

He really has done his research.

"Ready?"

I nod, and he lowers his mouth onto me. The first swipe of his large, warm tongue against me makes me gasp, and each one after has me panting. He quickly switches back and forth between teasing my clit and licking up the mess I'm making, and it isn't long before begins to tighten and clench-

"Apollo!" I grab his hair, and he growls.

"Cum for me Sweetheart."

The feeling of his tongue pushing inside me sends me over the edge, my back arching as I orgasm. He groans, keeping his tongue inside as I ride it out, my body limp as pleasure pulses through me.

~You taste so good, and you're so tight.~ He purrs inside my head, his wolf's voice echoing behind his.

As I start to come back down he flexes his tongue inside me, and I whimper at the sensation.

~Easy Sweetheart, I know you're still sensitive. I'll give you a minute and we can go again.~

"Again?" I repeat, and he hums as he removes his tongue.

"Yes. I need to prep you before you take all of me, with my tongue and my fingers. I want you to cum at least three times before I'm inside you."

I shudder at the thought, both nervous and excited by it. Three times?

"Won't take long it seems..." I mumble, and he smiles softly.

"Don't be embarrassed Sweetheart, I won't last long either-which is why I want to do this."

Who would say no to that?

"Ok."

He goes back down, cleaning me with his tongue. The feeling is even more intense now, my pussy even more sensitive- especially my clit. He's slower this time, which is both appreciated and slightly maddening.

"You think you're ready for my fingers?"

I inhale shakily, nodding.

"First things first then."

I watch as he licks his fingers, throughly wetting them before he rubs against my pussy. He leans over to press his forehead to mine, and I can't look away as he holds my gaze.

"I'm gonna start with one, tell me if it hurts."

I inhale deeply, humming in response.

"Relax Aella."

He presses the tip of his first finger inside, and I cry out a little. He stops, and I try my best to relax my body. It doesn't hurt, but the sensation is a little startling. I may have touched myself like this in the days leading up to now, but his fingers are bigger than mine.

"I'm okay." I rasp out, "your hands are just bigger than I'm used to."

He pushes in further, and I bite my lip as my walls stretch around him. As his finger goes all the way in I let out a shuddering sigh, only to gasp lightly as he begins sliding it in and out me.

"Hold on to me if you need to."

I grip his arm with one hand and his hair with the other as he moves faster, my body trembling at the sparks going off more rapidly inside me. I had read most women don't get off on penetration alone, but mate bonds must not be taken into account.

"You ready to try another one?" He asks after a moment.

I whimper as I nod, wanting to feel more of him. It's the only way his cock is going inside me, and I want that too.

He presses the second finger in slowly, stretching me out even further. I may have used two myself, but his are definitely bigger.

He repeats the process again, slowly pressing inside until he was knuckle deep, watching me carefully for discomfort. The moment he starts moving them in and out any discomfort and worry fades as I lose myself to the pleasure, especially once he uses his thumb to play with my clit. With our bedroom filing with my moans and his growls, not even the feeling of his fingers spreading apart wider bothers me, the stretch feeling so good. But the moment his fingers curl up I nearly cum on the spot, and he growls as I clench around him.

"There's your g-spot."

He slows down some, but he makes a point to keep hitting that spot, and my body arches up as I feel another orgasm coming.

"That's it Sweetheart, cum for me again. Cum on my fingers."

After he hits it again I do exactly that, my eyes rolling back with a strangled cry. The orgasm hits me harder than the first, leaving me shaking as Apollo slows down and presses kisses to my face.

"That's it Sweetheart, Goddess you are so beautiful."

My grip on hip relaxes as I go limp, and I vaguely notice that my nails drew blood on his arm.

"Sorry-" I mumble, but he kisses me mid-apology.

"Scratch me all you want Sweetheart." He murmurs against my lips.

As I come back down again he tilts his head, my foggy brain recognizing his thinking face.

"Think you can handle one more finger? I want to make you cum one more time."

I moan at the thought.  As nervous as I would be, him stretching me more and making me cum again sounds incredible.

"I think so..." I sigh out, and his eyes darken.

"That's my girl."

The third finger goes in slowly, but with how relaxed my body is it takes little time to adjust. The feeling of being stretched like this is incredible, and when he lowers his head to suck on my clit my thoughts go out the window, and my body just moves on its own. My hips rock against his fingers and mouth as my hands grip the sheets, the only things coming out of my mouth are moans and Apollo's name.

I have never, ever, felt pleasure like this.

The third orgasm hits just as hard as the second,  but this time something in me bursts like dam, leaving Apollo's face wet as he looks up at me.

"Fuck Sweetheart, you did so good." He croons as he cleans me up again.

My brain is too fuzzy to feel embarrassed.

I whine as he pulls his fingers out, licking them clean too as I watch dazedly. Too limp to move when comes back up to kiss my cheek, then my neck as he nuzzles against me.

"You look absolutely enraptured Sweetheart, I love it."

So do I.

After a few minutes of peaceful silence he clears his throat.

"If you want to stop with this we can, I don't want to overdo it." He says quietly, stroking my cheek.

"No...I want...I want you inside me." I finally manage to get out, and his responding growl makes me ache.

"You sure?"

"Yes." I whisper, touching his cheek in kind.

He inhales deeply.

"Do you want me to use a condom?"

I bite my lip.

"You don't need to...I've been taking the pill."

After Apollo marked me I visited the healer again, asked some questions. She recommended I start taking the special birth control pills made specifically for shifters and vampires, since human made birth control doesn't work for them or their marked mates. It's completely effective unlike the human made kind, which would raise too many questions from the humans, as well as having no unpleasant side effects.

As much as I would love to have children with Apollo one day, I'm not ready for them yet.

"I can still wear it, if you want." He asks again, and my face burns.

"No...I want to feel all of you.."

He growls out a curse.

"You're going to be the death of me."

I almost laugh, but the sight of him ripping off his boxers traps it in my throat.

Dear Goddess.

His cock springs up, leaking precum as I stare.

"Come here Sweetheart."

He helps me sit up, leaning me against him.

"You can touch me if you want."

I hesitate, my brain needing a minute to remember what I've read and researched. I reach down to grab his cock, my thumb rubbing the head and circling where the pre-cum leeks. He groans, dropping his face into my shoulder.

"Yes, fuck~" He moans again, and I smile.

As hard as he is, it still feels a bit soft.

I bring my hand to my mouth to lick the pre-cum off my thumb, moaning at the taste. I briefly consider taking him in my mouth, tasting him like he tasted me.

"Aella. As much as I would love your mouth on my cock, I'm not going to last long-and I want to cum in your pussy first." He groans out, and I shudder.

"Compromise then." I murmur. I spit into my hand and begin stroking his cock, my spit and his pre-cum making excellent lube.

He groans again, gripping my wrist tightly to help with the pace. After a moment though he stops, locking eyes with me.

"I need to be inside you, now." He says, his gaze screaming with need and desire.

I nod, and he quickly pulls me into his lap. I shiver as his cock rubs against my pussy, and I rock against it a little before he grabs my hips.

"No teasing this time Sweetheart, please. You can play with me as much as you want next time."

I nod, letting him press the head of his cock against my entrance.

"You ready?"

I nod again. With a soft growl he slowly presses into me, lowering my hips down. I moan as it fills me, sinking deeper. But once it goes past the reach of Apollo's fingers I whimper, a slight sting of pain halting me.

"It's alright, just take as much as you can."

I grip his shoulders tightly, my fingernails digging into his skin. I can take all of him, I know it-I can feel it. I take deep breaths as I try to relax once more, and as he senses my determination he starts playing with my clit again. I moan as I slowly sink down a little further, feeling so full as he stretches me further.

"That's my girl, nice and slow."

Fuck~

Finally, I sink down on him fully, moaning in bliss. He feels so good, I feel so full...

"You're so fucking perfect Aella." He groans, squeezing my hips tighter.

"Just-just stay still." I pant, and he kisses my collarbone.

"Of course."

I take a moment to just adjust to his size. Neither of us may last long,  but I want to enjoy this part too. After a moment I raise my hips and drop back down, moaning as it hits deeply inside me.

Apollo growls.

"You ready?"

"Yes."

He holds my hips as I ride him, letting me adjust to the motion before moving me faster. I lose myself to the sensation, moaning and crying out as we move faster and faster. His thumb continues to play with my clit, and it isn't long before I start to unravel.

"Fuck! Sweetheart, I'm going to come!" He growls, and I whimper.

"Inside, please!" I plead, suddenly feeling my teeth ache and throb as he looks up at me.

"Only if you mark me."

I blink, a bit confused.

"Bite my shoulder Sweetheart, mark me as yours."

My teeth throb again, and I nod vigorously.

He picks up the pace, and I drop my head to his shoulder, biting into the curve of it without hesitation as another orgasm rocks through me. Apollo slams back into me one last time with growl so loud it shakes the room, holding me in place as he finishes inside me.

"Shit." He curses, his voice rough.

My body feels so warm, but the ache in my teeth and pussy are gone. I'm drained, my body limp against his, but I feel so content...I almost forget my teeth are still biting into his shoulder.

"You gonna release me little piranha?" He chuckles, and I begrudgingly comply- licking over the bite as I pull away.

"How do you feel?"

"Tired...but good." I hum, laying my head on his shoulder.

"Good. You're going to be sore tomorrow, but I'll take care of you." He whispers, stroking my hair.

"Can we stay like this a little bit?"

"Whatever you want, Sweetheart."