Apollo (Cerberus MC Book 18)

by Marie James

“You’re going to end up vibrating off the bed,” Nate whispers, his arm tightening around my back. “What’s wrong?” “I’m excited to see you,” I tell him, because truly I am. “Excited or excited?” He emphasizes the second, and it’s clear what he’s referring to. I’m glad we’re in darkness because I could never look at him right now. “Both,” I whisper in honesty. I may not be able to speak up on my own, but I can handle telling the truth when prompted. He groans, the bed shifting when he pushes his head back into the pillow as if he’s pained. It’s like I’ve told him there’s cake for dessert, but he has to wait until after dinner to enjoy a piece. “Rub on me.” I scoff. The nerve of this man. “Not like that, April. I know what you need. Just throw your top leg over mine and rub against me.” Doing that would be worse than touching him like I thought he was suggesting. I shake my head against his chest, contemplating running into the bathroom and hiding there until he falls asleep. He mentioned being tired, so it shouldn’t take but an hour or two. “Don’t be shy, gorgeous.” He pulls away, and I feel like I’ve made a mistake by indicating that I can’t, but then the bedside lamp flips on. I try to bury my face against him when he moves back, but he keeps his upper body just a hair out of reach. “Don’t be embarrassed. We’re married, remember? It’s perfectly allowed.” “I can’t.” I have to look away. I don’t want to see the disappointment in his blue eyes. He shifts, rolling me to my bac...