Free Apollo and Val: #5.5 (Luna Lodge Book 0) by Madison Stevens Page A

kissed him again and hugged his body against her own, so they were no longer looking at one another.
    “I’ll make love to you always,” she said.
    He jumped away to look at her.
    She smiled up at him.
    “You’ll marry me?” he asked, not quite sure if he really could go through another rejection.
    She nibbled her lip and nodded. “You know I can’t give you more than myself, but maybe if I give you everything I have, that will be enough.”
    Apollo crushed her with a kiss.
    Filled with love, he moved inside her. The moan she let out only showed she’d forgotten the position they were in.
    He sped up, thrusting into her again and again. Her inner muscles squeezed him as she neared her release. He could feel his own release mounting.
    “I love you,” she whispered.
    His control slipping, Apollo slapped wildly against her wet pussy.
    His cock swelled inside her, her release only making his own that much more enjoyable.
    He twitched inside her as he pumped his release deep inside.
    “I love you,” he mumbled into her ear. “Always.”
    Apollo rolled over and pulled her tightly against him. Her body was already limp from exhaustion.
    “Sleep,” he said when she tried to roll over.
    He kissed the back of her head as they both drifted off to sleep.
     
    * * *
     
    It was early when Val woke and patted Apollo’s empty side of the bed. She scanned the room and found the clothes she had been wearing when she arrived had been washed and neatly folded.
    Water and medicine had been placed on the table by the bed. She smiled at his consideration. Always thinking of her.
    She swallowed the pills and dressed.
    Her leg wasn’t nearly as sore as it had been the day before, but she was glad they had something to ride. There was no way she’d be able to make it walking miles through the jungle.
    She stepped outside and covered her eyes to fight against the bright sun. Under the shade of her hand, her eyes widened with surprise.
    Apollo stood just outside, flowers in hand. She gasped when he thrust them into her hands.
    Michua, his daughter and several of the other villagers stood on the sides of the path they had created with their bodies.
    “What’s going on?” she said just above a whisper.
    Apollo smiled warmly. Waves of love radiated off him.
    “We’re getting married,” he said and took her hand to pull her along.
    They stood in front of Michua, and she looked around. When she came back to Apollo, she couldn’t help but laugh.
    “Going to make sure I don’t back out this time?” she asked and raised a brow.
    He nodded. “Pretty much.”
    His face was smiling, but she could sense the unease resting just below the surface. Despite the display, he was worried she’d try to run. Really, considering her past with him, he wasn’t all that wrong to be worried.
    Val placed her hand in his and squeezed to reassure him.
    Michua said a few words in his language. The crowd around them mumbled in agreement. Val looked to Apollo, who smiled brightly.
    She jumped as the old man’s hand came in front of her face with red on it.
    “Relax,” Apollo said. “It’s just paint. It symbolizes our union.”
    A few dots on her face and he was gone. Michua repeated the same process for Apollo.
    When the hand pulled away, Apollo took her hand in his and slipped on the lovely ring she’d turned down before.
    “Always,” he said.
    She stared at the glittery ring sparkling in the sun.
    Val looked up to him, tears in her eyes.
    “Always,” she whispered back.
    He bent and placed a sweet kiss to her lips.
    She pulled back and grinned at him as the villagers cheered.
    “Now let’s go kick some bad guy ass,” she said.
    Apollo grinned back at her.
    “A woman after my own heart.”

Chapter Twelve
     
     
    The little motorcycle buzzed through the jungle. Luckily for them, Michua knew a path that would take them where they needed to go. It was just wide enough for the bike, but the bumpy terrain still made it a rough ride.
    Val