by Mila Young
“I can’t just leave her,” Elyse growled, her anger rising to meet my own.
I massaged my temples, trying not to let this turn into a fight when it wasn’t necessary. “I didn’t say you can’t go.” Because stopping her was close to impossible. “You just can’t go alone.”
She thought about it for a moment, her gaze drifting to the ceiling and back on me.
“Fine,” she agreed. “Come with me, then.”
I nodded. “You know I never back down from a fight.”
The rising anger between us evaporated, and it was just us in the room again.
Elyse pressed her hand against her forehead as if she had a headache, her breaths racing. “Can we leave now?”
“We’re getting the others together, too. I don’t want to chance it with just the two of us.”
She rubbed the back of her neck and turned to the window, looking out but not seeing anything.
“What if it’s too late? What if waiting any longer will be the difference between her living and dying? The others will try to stop us, waste time Catina doesn’t have.”
I knew why she was worried. But I had to keep Elyse alive. We all did.
“Look, X is doing this to look for a fight with you. So we have to make sure when we bring him that fight, we’re going to win. He won’t let Catina die, or there’ll be no reason for you to go. He’s going to keep her alive.”
“But what if he doesn’t and we go anyway because we’re hoping?” Her eyes glistened, and she fought that desperation to beg me to let her charge after X, to open the door to the Underworld for her. But for once in my life, I wasn’t the one barging into battle without thinking it through and understanding my enemy.
I got that she didn’t trust X wouldn’t kill her friend. Humans didn’t trust each other, and it showed in their history.
“We’re going down there, with all of us, and we’re going to get Catina out alive. We’ll beat X’s ass, and we’re going to end this once and for all. X wants a fight—we’ll give him something he won’t forget. There are downfalls to being immortal, and he’ll find that out.”
Elyse sank down into the armchair, exhausted. “Okay,” she breathed. “Let’s call the troops, then we go after X. I’m not sitting this one out.”
X would never give us the human girl if it meant he’d missed out on fighting Elyse. He wanted her and only her. The rest of us were an irritation more than anything else. But Elyse would have four bodyguards to stop X from doing whatever he planned. Because I wasn’t losing her for the sake of one human life.
It sounded bad, but if I had to choose between Catina and Elyse, between any of the humans, all of the humans, and Elyse, I knew exactly whom I’d go with.
Chapter 16
Poseidon
Ares had found Catina. My heart beat with excitement knowing we had a location where we could corner the bastard. It was a turn of events that left me as surprised as the rest of the guys. Of all the people who could have found her, Ares wasn’t someone I expected to do the job.
But he was starting to step up and prove he was worth his spot on the team, and no matter who found the human girl, we could finally do something to improve the situation.
Although no one knew if she was still alive, except she had to be. X wouldn’t have taken her to the Underworld only to kill her. Even if Elyse worried about the possibility. And I didn’t blame her. Death trapped her best friend, so of course, anyone would jump to the worst possible conclusion. Including me… but I held out hope that we’d find her alive.
Elyse had gone to the bathroom. Apollo slouched on her sofa, and I stood in front of the television. Not only were the couches too small to sit on—they were human-sized, but they we were all big boys, so the seat looked like a toddler’s toy with Apollo’s ass parked in it.
“What’re we going to do to stop her from entering the Underworld?” I asked. “We can’t give X what he wants.”
“We can’t stop her,” Apollo responded. “Not unless we trick her somehow. You know how she is, and I’m not going to do that.”
I scrubbed a hand over my face. He was right; we couldn’t stop her unless we betrayed her. I wasn’t willing to do that either, but I worried we were delivering her to X, which was exactly what he wanted.
“What if she gets hurt?” I hesitated.
“We’ll have to make sure that doesn’t happen,” Apollo said. “If we all go, maybe we can make a difference. Remember that time we all stood together when X hounded her? He backed down.”
“He did. But he found a better way to get to her. I’m sure this is because of everything that’s happened, because of how strong she’s become and the fact we’re all on her side. He didn’t plan for that.”
“None of us did.”
He was right. We hadn’t planned on getting involved with her fight. Or to fall in love with her. It was why we were all here, ultimately. But now she was in our lives, it was our fight, too.
I bet X was furious about our involvement, and it explained why he’d pulled out all the stops. But he hadn’t seen the kind of war a god willingly waged when it came down to love. And Elyse was one-of-a-kind. X had at least three gods on his case with us all fighting for Elyse.
Who knew where Hades stood and where his heart was in all of this. He loved her, but what was he willing to sacrifice? How much was he planning to fight against someone who was essentially part of him? How that worked exactly I wasn’t sure, but we’d find out if he came with us.
Then again, he hadn’t done anything about X so far.
The bathroom door opened, and Elyse appeared, dressed in her workout gear. She marched into the living room, moving differently, stronger in the way she carried herself. She was lithe, light on her feet, and you only had to look at her once to know she was a warrior. Gone was the scared girl I met when I’d first came to Earth.
Everything had changed now. She became less and less human after her deaths. Which was the only reason I was even remotely okay with taking her with us to the Underworld. Still, my gut twisted that things would go wrong. This was uncharted territory for all of us.
“I know you guys were gossiping about me.” Elyse flopped down next to Apollo, and he wrapped an arm around her back. Even with barely any space left on the loveseat he occupied, he shifted, making room.
“We were just talking about going to the Underworld,” Apollo explained smoothly. “You know we worry.”
Her cheeks flushed in an adorable way. “I know. But I’ll be okay.”
“We’ll make sure of that.” I squared my shoulders.
Easier for all of us. She might have been brought up to battle on her own, but things were different now. To succeed, we’d work as a team.
Apollo glanced at me before speaking. “And you think we’re going to sit back while you’re in danger? Ain’t happening.”
Elyse chuckled, clearly happy with Apollo’s response, and leaned back against the couch. I couldn’t help but slide my gaze over her body. She was beautiful in so many ways. But a fit, fighting body was a delicious thing to behold, and Elyse was as toned and strong as they came.
My dick punched up in my pants, and I squirmed a little. Elyse glanced at me. Something shifted in the atmosphere. I wasn’t sure what I felt, but it was powerful and intoxicating, fogging my brain.
I sat in the armchair closest to Elyse. She lifted her body away from the couch as if an invisible force pulled her toward me. And I was drawn to her, too. Whatever was going on, it was like a magnetic lure I didn’t want to ignore. Our energies seemed to fluctuate around Elyse, they seemed to fluctuate lately, calm some days, and lustful others. Just like now.
Her power flared, and the room filled with electricity, so thick, I breathed it in when I inhaled. The hairs on my nape lifted.
Apollo moved his hand and put it on her leg. He was aware of the change, too. I’d never felt something like this with any woman I’d been with. Not even with Elyse our first time. This was new, and it rem
inded me of lust but even more forceful. It was riddled with her power, and mine rose to match. Apollo’s magic grew, too. Something had changed between us, and I remembered the shift in the air when we all touched after we comforted Elyse in her apartment.
Despite the seriousness of the situation, I desired her, and my body buzzed with anticipation, as if a switch had been flicked on inside me. I wanted her on her back, naked, fucking hard and fast—now. I swallowed hard and glanced at Apollo. He needed to leave, or maybe he could watch. But when I met his gaze, hunger flooded his eyes. He sensed the same lustful arousal. He tasted the pull the same way I did, and he longed to fuck her just as badly. If Ares was here, he’d wear the same look, but he was out in the city somewhere. Maybe fetching Hades.
“What’s happening?” Elyse asked as she licked her lips, staring at both of us like prey.
“I don’t know,” I admitted, but my breaths raced as my pants tightened from my erection.
Apollo moved his hand up Elyse’s leg. She studied his hand before she looked at him, her lips parted.
Whatever happened next, it wouldn’t exclude any of us. The energy intensified, and the gods didn’t exactly care about shit like privacy.
But Elyse was fine with it too, as she wasn’t yelling at us to leave.
I lifted myself out of the armchair, leaned forward, and kissed her. When our lips touched, electricity shot through my body, and I groaned. Elyse responded to the power with a moan of her own. Her hand glided toward Apollo, and I sensed she was touching him. The way he gasped gave enough confirmation.
He dipped his head to her neck while I kissed and nuzzled her. I moved my hand onto her breast. Apollo reached for the other.
Elyse broke the kiss between us and tasted Apollo’s mouth. I watched them, saw their lips meld together, as I continued to still massaged her breast, pinching her nipple through her shirt and bra.
I ached for more, so much more. So, I took her hand and pulled her up to stand. I grazed her mouth with mine again, running my touch over her exquisite form. Apollo moved too, standing behind her as his hands joined mine on Elyse.
When I broke the kiss, I pulled her tank top down and licked the soft skin between her breasts. One of her hands was in my hair, the other reaching around to the back of Apollo’s neck.
My dick strained against my pants. Hell, they had to go.
Apollo started working her shirt up, and I left a trace of pecks across every bit of skin he exposed. Elyse’s breathing grew shallow and erratic, and I inhaled the scent of her arousal. I didn’t know how comfortable humans were with things like this, but Elyse was taking it in stride.
Her power rippled over my skin, tugging at my dick, and I groaned. Apollo let out a similar sound. It was almost animalistic. He tugged her top off, and her bra slipped loose. He’d already found the clasp of her sports bra and undone it. I pulled it off and Elyse stood topless in front of me.
Apollo cupped one breast. I sucked Elyse’s nipple into my mouth, and she whimpered. Between the two of us, we overwhelmed her with sensation, but I needed more.
Her aura was gleaming with lust. Even if we wanted to stop, we stood no chance.
Apollo spun Elyse so she faced him. He kissed her hard. Her hands moved up and around his neck. I took the time to work her pants over her hips. Apollo and I were still dressed, but she was getting naked, and that was what mattered. When her pants were down, Elyse stepped out of them. I reached for my dick as I took in the sight of her body—her curved ass, those toned legs—and stroked myself.
I pulled off my shirt. I’d had enough of being dressed when she wasn’t.
As if Elyse knew what I was doing, she heaved up Apollo’s shirt, and he helped her get rid of it.
I rushed out of my pants, and once naked, I stepped closer to Elyse, sandwiching her between Apollo and me. I rubbed my dick against her ass, ran my hands over her back, her breasts, tugging at her nipples.
Apollo took the opportunity to get rid of his pants, too.
When he was naked, Elyse looked down at his hard dick. I couldn’t see her face, but I imagined her smiling. Apollo reached around and caressed her ass, pulling her body closer, then spun her around again so that she faced me. One thing I had to say about him—Apollo was great at sharing. And this was a first for me…a threesome, but I wasn’t here for Apollo. For Elyse, I’d do anything.
Even though she faced me, Apollo pressed her tightly against his body. He cupped her breast with one hand and reached between her legs with the other. Her eyes rolled back, and she moaned when he pushed his fingers into her slit, finding her clit. For a moment, he made eye contact with me.
If his hands both weren’t busy, I’d have given him a high-five.
While he rubbed her pussy, I reached for Elyse’s small hand—her skin was so soft—and placed it on my dick. Her fingers wrapped around my shaft, and I growled when she started pumping up and down.
I leaned forward and sucked her free nipple into my mouth, trying to concentrate while she slid her hand over my cock. I rode a wave of pure bliss, dreaming of a world where Elyse was mine forever.
Apollo let go of her, drifting his hands over her hourglass body. The moment she was free from his grasp, Elyse knelt in front of me, her eyes dark and deep and looking into mine as she took my cock into her mouth.
“Fuck,” I breathed.
Elyse bobbed her head back and forth as she licked me, cupping my balls with one hand and drawing me deeper into her mouth. Apollo undid her braid, running his hands through her hair and loosening the strands.
God, we all had a thing for her hair.
“Elyse,” I gritted out when she pushed me closer to the edge, to where my heart beat so hard it thrummed, and I was so close to exploding. Of course, I could go on for days if I wanted to; one orgasm wasn’t going to stop me. But I’d come in her mouth if she wasn’t careful.
She looked up at me and smiled, the generous tile of her mouth almost wicked while continuing without missing a beat. She knew what she was doing and what she wanted. Hell, she was sexy.
My dick jerked in her mouth, and I released, groaning as my balls tightened and she sucked me dry. She swallowed me down, and I wobbled a little unstable on my legs.
When she sat back, her eyes were wide, and she smiled at me.
“I want some of that,” Apollo breathed. He sat on the couch, still running his hands through Elyse’s hair.
She looked over her shoulder at him before she shifted, positioning herself between his knees. I sank into the armchair and watched as she took Apollo into her mouth and started doing the same thing she’d done to me.
He let out an animalistic growl and buried his hands in her hair, guiding her, pushing her down farther so she took him in deeper and deeper, all the way down her throat, her lips stretched wide.
“Zeus Almighty,” Apollo moaned, and he moved his hips, pumping into her mouth as she lowered farther down onto his dick.
She didn’t make him orgasm. He didn’t allow her to. Before she could get that far, he pushed her back so that his dick slid out of her mouth with a pop. He pulled her up and spun her around, lifting her onto the couch with one arm. She was barely on her back, her legs wide when Apollo plunged into her.
Elyse cried out, and I watched him fuck her. It took me a moment to recover after the orgasm but seeing them together left me ready to roll again almost immediately. I stood. I wanted in on the action.
Apollo stared up at me. He knew what I wanted. We both desired as much as we could get.
He pulled back, and Elyse sighed.
I sat on the couch, and Elyse shifted, climbing onto me. “Hey, sexy,” she purred.
Slowly, she sank onto my dick. It disappeared into her wet pussy easily, despite my size, and she started moving her hips, riding me. Her hands pressed on the couch on either side of my head as she braced herself. And her tits bounced.
Apollo towered behind her. He ran his hands over her back, through her hair. His hands went lower
down until he was touching her ass. I felt him slide his fingers down, catching some of our juices and spreading them over her ass.
Elyse shivered on top of me, and I held on to her hips, taking over the movement. I wanted her to be still. I bucked my hips and fucked her from beneath.
Apollo remained behind her, and she widened her eyes when he fingered her ass. She looked over her shoulder, and Apollo kissed her, drawing her whimpers into his mouth while I fucked her.
When he pushed his dick into her ass, Elyse let out a cry, and his dick rubbed up against mine, only a membrane separating us. I carried on fucking her and Apollo joined in, moving his dick in and out, finding my rhythm.
Elyse braced herself on the couch as she rode me, crying out with pleasure, my hips lifting beneath her and Apollo fucking her from behind. She screamed out, and we groaned and grunted.
I grew closer to a second orgasm when Elyse came undone. She tightened on top of me and her body clamped down on my bulge, squeezing and sucking my cock. Apollo groaned when she did.
The force that had grown between us strengthened further, somehow increased by our union, the three of us locked together in a way I’d never experienced with anyone. My energy was cold and misty, like a breeze from the ocean. Apollo’s was cool and calming. But between us, Elyse’s magic was a fiery furnace, ready to consume us all.
Apollo was the first to release. He couldn’t hold back any longer, and his dick punched and kicked inside her. My arousal increased until it was almost impossible to bear.
Elyse orgasmed again, and it kickstarted mine, and between the three of us, the sexual intensity and the fire of our magic took our breaths away.
Elyse collapsed on my chest, and Apollo pulled back. Once we no longer supported her between us, she slipped off my lap and lay on the couch, gasping and panting, a pink flush across her body and her sex messy and slick with what we’d done.
Apollo collapsed on the armchair, and we sat together in silence, catching our breath, each of us glowing, smiling.
The lust faded in time, but the fiery power remained in the room, hanging low like fog.
