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  Celestial Nights 4

  Whole Lotta Apollo Goin’ On

  Apollo Humperdinck is the beautiful, hulking Norse God of Celestial. He has a smokin’ hot body, the best club in town, two lovers that worship the ground he walks on. Oh, and his hair is finally growing back. His life is perfect and baring any complications, he will soon be re-elected as town Mayor.

  Fairy Belltower and Helios Martinez love Apollo with all their hearts, but trying to contain the Norse God is next to impossible. That is until the Universe steps in and gives them the perfect opportunity to teach him a lesson in humility.

  When Apollo puts his foot in his mouth at a mayoral town hall meeting, Helios and Fairy are determined to help Apollo fix his image, even if that means making him the laughing stock of the town. As the election looms, Apollo is set loose on the town, and Goddess help them all, because when Apollo gets motivated, there is a whole lotta’ Apollo goin’ on!

  Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre

  Length: 41,671 words

  WHOLE LOTTA APOLLO GOIN’ ON

  Celestial Nights 4

  Rebecca Joyce

  MENAGE EVERLASTING

  Siren Publishing, Inc.

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  WHOLE LOTTA APOLLO GOIN’ ON

  Copyright © 2014 by Rebecca Joyce

  E-book ISBN: 978-1-63258-728-2

  First E-book Publication: December 2014

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  DEDICATION

  Dear Readers,

  First off, I want to say thank you. If it weren’t for all of you, I would not be doing this today.

  Since the beginning of Treasure Cove, every one of you has stuck with me, encouraged me, laughed, cried, and gasped with me as the residents of Treasure Cove lived their lives. Through it all, you have been there as I continued my journey, and because of that, I wanted to give you something back, something I knew all of you had been waiting for.

  From the first moment I introduced the crazy characters of Celestial, I knew there was something special about them, from Pisces, the naked Sheriff, to Pandora, the crazy Goth-hippie receptionist at the Best Lay Hotel. All of them, every one, has been a joy to write about and create, and they are all for you…my readers, my friends.

  Celestial Nights is my gift to you, my thank-you.

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Dedication

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  About the Author

  WHOLE LOTTA APOLLO GOIN ON

  Celestial Nights 4

  REBECCA JOYCE

  Copyright © 2014

  Chapter One

  Sunday afternoon

  “Turn…over…Batgirl.”

  Sexual urgency and power seasoned the man’s voice as he slowly and deliberately ordered, demanded her to do his bidding. Fairy swallowed hard and focused on her breathing to avoid hyperventilating. She was never so excited in her life. With her hands and knees firmly planted on the mattress, she arched her back so that her ass and soaking wet pussy were clearly exposed to the man behind her. She was ready for Superman’s entry.

  The tall, gorgeous, muscular man, wearing only a Batman mask, stood chained to the wall only ten feet from the bed where she was, unrestrained but completely under the power of the magnanimous Superman.

  “You want this, don’t you?” Superman whispered, his lips and chin alone exposed beneath a red leather mask. His jutting, stiff cock stood straight and firm, as his red-gloved hand firmly stroked it, hard.

  “Yes!” she hissed. “I want it.”

  “Batgirl! Try to resist!” Batman barked, fighting the chains on the wall, but she was too gone for that. She wanted this. Her body ached for it, and she was going to get it. No one was going to stop her now. She had waited for this moment for years, always begging and pleading, and now the time had come.

  Superman was going to fuck her.

  “You are so naughty, Batgirl. I’m glad you fell into my trap.” Superman chuckled strongly.

  Fairy lowered her shoulders to the bed, spreading her arms wide. The weight of a beautiful man behind her pressed against her bare form. Sticky skin on the back of her thighs clung to his smoothness while his masculine body, shielded beneath his leather costume, slid across her lower back as he slapped his open palms flush to her hips. Superman gathered her loins in his grasp, aiming his firm stiff cock at her most private parts. His well-lubricated dick pressed against the opening of her body. A sigh slipped past her lips as the pressure of his hard shaft increased. />
  “You should know you can’t beat Superman.”

  The massive cock attached to his slim waist split the lips of her pussy and plunged to the depths of her body in one rapid dive. A choking sensation in her throat strangled any protests she might have offered at this point. The depths of Superman’s masculine weapon plummeted into her rapidly. Fairy gasped in a vain attempt to catch her breath. His attack was greater, more vigorous than any she had ever experienced in her life. Her heartbeat roared in her ears as the familiar twitching of an impending climax tickled her belly button.

  Fairy twisted the sheets beneath her body in her fists, both arms extended toward the edge of the bed. She gritted her teeth in a delightful combination of pain, surrender, passion, and sexual panic as she felt every muscle in her body spasm. Uncontrolled trembling shook her to her core so that her entire body burned from the exertion of her mind-numbing orgasm. The scream she left in the pillow no doubt turned any thoughts of her not wanting him to dust.

  Superman chuckled quietly while he pulled his cock to the edge of her sex and then plunged forward with all his strength, burying it as deep as her body could accommodate. Fairy gasped and tried to call out for mercy, but she could not make the words come out. Superman must have sensed her distress because he leaned in close to the back of her head to torment her instead of comfort her.

  “Now, you’re a real Batwoman.”

  Fairy tried to voice some protest, but nothing came out except the rush of her breath.

  Superman leaned in close to her ear and spoke, “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to make love to a beautiful female superhero.” The dampness of his breath lingered on her cheeks as he finished with a long lick of his tongue against her cheek.

  “I had your Batman and he was putty in my hands.”

  Fairy gasped and turned to looked at the Greek God, chained against the wall, only wearing a Batman mask. Oh Goddess, what she would have given to watch that coupling. For so long, she had waited for that moment, and they went and had their fun without her.

  Bastards.

  A little perturbed that she was getting the leftovers, Fairy started to struggle as Superman slid up the bed so he could position his crotch only inches from her face. An intoxicating scent of male sexual aroma filtered into her nostrils.

  Before, when she was with a man, she hated when they smacked their lips and licked their fingers after dipping their clumsy digits between her legs. She always thought they were being conceited jerks, extolling the “scent of a woman,” praising it as something too precious to bottle. It always seemed to her the rantings of an insecure man-child desperate to prove he was discerning enough to appreciate the smells that emanate from between the legs of a female. However, at that moment, strangely she thought she just might have been converted.

  The scent of him was a heady mixture of lust, mystery, and sweat. Not that icky sweat that guys smell like after a basketball game but a subtle masculine scent, that could only be described as sex, pure and simple. She knew that it sounded dumb, but the only thing she could think of at that instant was the word sex.

  Fairy’s heart was pounding when she let her eyes drift up Superman’s blue-and-red leather garb, and she finally stared into his gleaming green eyes. He smiled slowly. He had full sexy lips, almost as if he had a double dose of collagen, and all she wanted to do at the instant was suck on those lips. Fairy couldn’t believe the pure sexual power he had over her.

  “Oh, my beautiful Batgirl,” Superman cooed, “You are a superhero that exercises your control over men. But that power is useless against me.” A smug smile flashed across his lips when he pushed his crotch closer to her face. “I’m in control here, Batgirl.”

  With that, Superman pulled aside the red leather fabric of his hot pants and arched his back slightly so that the full length of his cock could press against her lips, teasing her nostrils with the pleasant aroma of his body’s desire.

  “Taste me sweet, Batgirl,” he whispered.

  Extending her tongue, Fairy tasted him for the first time. He didn’t taste bad, maybe a little like vegetable soup, but better than she expected. His slippery cock moved like silk inside her lips, and Fairy found her tongue gliding along his cock easily. Superman hissed in obvious pleasure when she directed the point of her tongue at the base of his ridged shaft, almost touching his heavy balls.

  “I’ve dreamed of this day, Batgirl.” He growled while Batman panted, flexing against the wall. Fairy extended her tongue further and found Superman twitched his hips each time she poked at the heavy sack, which controlled his pleasure.

  “Mmm,” Superman moaned while he rocked his sex back and forth. Fairy glanced into his eyes to see his eyelids closed with a sleepy look of sexual expectation.

  Hot damn! That was the sexiest thing she had ever witnessed. At that moment, she knew what men found so exciting about a responsive, strong woman.

  Fairy moaned loudly when Superman slipped his finger inside her tights and dabbed at her erect clit. Her clit vibrated, and the gentle urging from Superman’s digit was all she needed to get her juices flowing.

  Her moan caused Superman to suck in a quick breath, hissing as he did. “Jeez…Batgirl, you have the sweetest tongue ever. And I’m a man so I would know.”

  Fairy attacked his slick shaft with new enthusiasm.

  His body jerked several times, and his dick slid in and out of her mouth so that the tip of her tongue could tickle his balls, coaxing several small moans from his throat.

  Leaning forward quickly, Superman clutched her head and pulled her face away from his hot cock. With his free hand, he snatched his mask away from his face and leaned forward.

  Fairy could not look away.

  “This is my secret identity, Batgirl. Remember it well, because you are now mine.”

  His face was exquisite, almost as if he was chiseled from a warm marble. There was not a blemish anywhere on his body. She knew from seeing him before. However, it was his sparkling green eyes that held a gleam of mischievousness, because, for the first time since they met, she was giving into him. She could not hold back her lust and desire anymore. Rayne tried for so long, and it almost cost her his friendship, but no more. Time was precious, and she refused to deny him any longer.

  Fairy wanted to feel his cock against her lips when the blue flames of climax filled her vision, when the sheet-clenching frenzy hit her, causing her body to twist uncontrollably. She wanted to know what it felt like to have another man’s ultimate sexual enthrallment brought on by the delicate lashings of her tongue. She needed to make Superman come.

  She gasped when Superman buried a second digit between the lips of her steaming pussy. Moisture seeped down her lips that tickled her as the cool line of her juices broke a trail of stinging lust along the folds of her body. She was lost in the moment and knew her life was forever changed.

  The gentle rocking motion of Superman’s hips allowed Fairy to dab her tongue at his cock several times and then inhale him with her eager mouth. It was easy. She had no idea licking and sucking a man’s cock could be so much fun. With each cycle of his hip thrusts, Fairy tried several different patterns of lick and suck, each seeming to thrill him as he kneeled astride her face more than the last. Superman responded to her oral entertainment more thoroughly than anyone she had ever been with before.

  Fairy tugged hard against the restraints that bound her wrists. She wanted to cup his sweet, silky cock in her hands, to feel his strength as he came into her mouth. Sensing her want, Superman released her.

  Reaching over his thighs, Fairy cupped his warm legs in her hands and found herself in love. With her hands around Superman’s thighs, she could control her movements somewhat, or at least match them. She almost drove onto his beautiful cock. Opening her eyes, Fairy needed to see her captor’s face, hanging directly above her, now contorted by her attentions. His handsome face was a mask of sexual focus, his body ready to overwhelm his consciousness. She had seen that expression many t
imes before with Apollo, right before he loses all control of his self to the primeval drive of sexual union. His mouth hung open, eyes screwed shut while his body hunched forward, panting so hard as to cause him to roll forward gently to match the pattern of his breathing.

  When Superman started his climax, his body hung frozen momentarily until Fairy saw a trembling that tugged at each and every muscle flexed beneath his blue-and-red leather costume. Sucking his bottom lip inside his mouth, he emitted a loud roar that pierced the quiet of the room. Several erratic thrusts from his hips followed closely until it seemed he had crested the wave of his orgasm. He sucked in a deep breath, held it, and then shuddered several more times before he forced open his eyes. The amazed look in his bloodshot green eyes, gazing at her, spoke more to her than any poetry she had ever read or any movie she had ever seen.

  A loud sigh and he swallowed hard, closing his eyes as he did. Superman jerked one more time as her tongue tickled his balls. He leaned forward to escape her probing tongue on his sexually tender shaft and said between labored breaths, “Dear Goddess, I should have captured you a long time ago, Batgirl.”

  “You have me know.” Fairy smiled and was rewarded with a caress to the cheek.

  “Yes I do, my beautiful girl.”

  “You two are making me sick,” Batman said, still chained to the wall. “Get on with it. I want my turn.”

  “Is he always that pushy?” Superman asked her.

  Fairy looked over at Batman and smiled. “He’s worse. Wait until you take his favorite bath toy away from him. He gets downright mean.”