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for a tiny strip of hair surrounding her pussy.
He licked his lips.
Tanya parted her legs as far as she could within the
confines of her jeans. "I want you inside me," she said in a
low, steady tone.
"I want inside of you, too, Tanya. I want "
She took him in her hands and pumped him.
"Oh honey, I " he gasped.
She tugged his cock closer to her pussy.
He stopped short of penetrating her. "I want this but..."
"But what?" She smiled through half open eyes.
"I, Tanya I..." He couldn't finish his sentence, not with her
gripping his cock and manipulating him.
"What Apollo? Tell me. It's okay. It has to be." She
pressed a free hand to his heart.
His mouth went dry.
She leaned into him. "We can do this together."
He had to trust her. The war in his head seemed
unstoppable right now. He felt as if he was on the peak of the
hill, about to be forced off.
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"Together." The words escaped his lips in a soft whisper.
Plunging inside her, electricity arced between them. Sparks
flew and fireworks went off in his head. The image he had of
himself on the hill changed. He'd jumped.
"Make love to me, Apollo. Choose me," she begged.
His body fell over hers, hips moving up and down. In and
out.
The feel of her heartbeat against his chest complimented
his. He moved, not wasting precious time right now.
His world centred on satisfying her.
Tanya began crying, screaming his name the closer she
got to an orgasm.
She looked so beautiful, sweat-covered and raggedly
breathing beneath him. He owned her, had to have her. That
was the choice he had to make.
Apollo thrust harder, deeper inside her, hands digging into
her tender flesh. "I love you." He slammed himself against
her.
Bucking in time to his thrusts, Tanya's body quivered
beneath his. An orgasm crashed into her. Her pussy squeezed
him, milking everything from him, including the last little bit
of self-destructive urges that James Helios had. "I love you,
too," she repeated, "I love you, too, Apollo."
Falling forward onto her from exhaustion, he revelled in
the feel of their bodies, soaked in sweat together.
The pendant lay on the bed beside them, glowing brightly.
Both of them looked at it.
"What's it doing?" Her husky voice kept him hard inside
her.
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"I don't know. It's your pendant." He scratched his head.
"It's your fate, silly."
The pendant crackled, shattering into tiny pieces. A light
flew from the pendant, dancing around the ceiling until it
slammed into Apollo.
He arched upwards, screaming in the delicious pain from
still being buried inside of the woman he intended to spend
the rest of his life with.
Tanya cried again, and another orgasm ebbed through her.
The glow surrounded them both, but Apollo felt it. His skin
burned painfully, his hair started falling away.
Old scars fell away like layers of an onion. He felt lighter.
His jaw dropped, his body burned and started to smoke.
Quickly, he rolled off Tanya and onto his back. "What's
happening to me, Tanya?"
"I don't know!" Her grip on his hand tightened.
He writhed back and forth, pain searing his soul. The room
started to spin. His head felt like it was in a vice grip.
Suddenly, it all stopped.
Tranquillity set in.
"Apollo?" Her voice was a faint whisper.
He lifted his head. Looking at her, his heart skipped a beat.
"You look like..."
"Like what?"
He rushed off the bed towards the bathroom.
Throwing the door open, a wave of steam hit, warming him
instantly. He'd left on the shower. "Damn it." He wiped
condensation from the mirror and turned off the shower.
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Tanya came up beside him, wrapping her arms around his
slender waist. "I love your washboard stomach, Apollo."
He beamed. He threw his head back, already missing the
hair that would have normally fallen in his eyes. "My hair's
gone back to being short!"
She stroked his head, fingers tangling in the short black
strands. "I don't know, I liked it." She purred.
He turned to face her, circling his hands around her waist.
"How do you feel?"
Apollo shrugged. "I don't know, I feel ... lighter."
"Me too." She grinned. "So, what now?"
A pink flash in the bedroom startled them both.
Wrapping a towel around his waist, he walked out of the
bathroom and groaned when he saw who had appeared.
Tanya, clad in a bathrobe, joined him at his side.
"You," he pointed at the buxom woman dressed in pink
with sparkles floating around her. Blonde hair flowed around
her, down past her ample breasts.
"Yes, me, Apollo. I have some news for you."
He narrowed his eyes and glared steel daggers at her. "Am
I to return to that hell of a world?"
Tanya clung tighter to his side. "Who is this, Apollo?"
The woman smiled. "You must be Tanya. I'm Aphrodite,
the Goddess of Love."
Apollo wanted to be sick.
"What are you doing here?"
"I've come to unite your souls for eternity, silly. That's
what the Goddess of Love does!"
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"Oh?" Tanya's eyes widened. "We kinda already did that."
She blushed.
Apollo thought Tanya was cute. Ares' sister was annoying,
however. "Be gone with you. I'm tired of Greece and her
games."
"Oh hush, you old windbag." Aphrodite looked around at
the mess he called a room. "Nice place you have here. Or
rather, James had."
"What became of him?" Apollo pulled Tanya to him,
tightening his grip around her waist.
"He inherited your misery for the time being. Hera isn't
really fond of him, but nobody is allowing her to change the
rules right now."
"I bet that's pissing her off."
Apollo and Aphrodite laughed. "Yeah, it is. Dumb bitch.
Anyway, you read the back of the pendant and made your
choice."
"What choice did you actually make, Apollo?" Tanya
snaked a hand around his hips and started fumbling nervously
with the towel.
"He chose life with you, silly." Aphrodite tilted her head to
one side.
Apollo looked at Tanya and found her blushing.
"By the way, Tanya?"
"Yes?"
"I have some news for you, too." She smiled. "You're a
mortal reincarnation of Artimis."
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"What?" Apollo looked truly surprised. Judging by the
open-mouthed expression on Tanya's face, he gathered she
was just as stunned.
"Yeah. It turns out that Hera's been playing this switching
game on all of us long before Ares had his little mishap. You
were cursed with the heavy burden of sorrow, until you find
your soul mate. Turns out, it's this big jerk."
Tanya laughed, a glorious sound even if it was at his
expense.
He smirked at Aphrodite.
Tanya's arm squeezed him tighter. "Baby, I love you."
"I love you, too." He bent down to kiss her chastely.
"Don't mind me. It's nothing I haven't seen before."
"Hush, woman." Apollo glared at Aphrodite.
Tanya pulled his mouth to hers, hungrily claiming him.
He slipped his tongue between her lips and wrestled with
her tongue, enjoying the sensation of her velvety mouth
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