Honey colored curls clung to sweat soaked skin as thin fingers worked against solid flesh.
Hespera quickened her wrist, tightening her grip on the god until his seed spilled onto her hand and the hard floor beneath them.
Apollo sighed heavily, content for now as he reached for a corner of the sheet thrown haphazardly over the side of the bed.
He began to clean himself, his thoughts already leagues away from the nymph before him and the portion of the night they shared.
Hespera climbed to her feet, her mind also moving as swift as the messenger god.
Only a fool would think she hadn't noticed the moment the healer god was taken by her sister.
The way his eyes moved over Aegle with desire and a hunger that would have her so cheaply cast aside.
Her suggestion to include her in their romp was only a means for her to show up her sister and fully own the gods lust.
And when he so readily accepted, jealously was all but pushed aside, for her plan would certainly work.
Better yet when Aegle revealed that she loved another and the hope in his blue eyes dimed.
The fool she was to believe so easily that she had won, that his mind had strayed even one inch from her adored sister.
When he pulled hungrily at her robes and unabashed lust rekindled the fire in his eyes. When he thrust himself into her with such force that her teeth snapped together and his name formed on her lips. Every single sound he uttered,
Was all for her. She was used, a mere substitute for a hand, and it was never more apparent than when he mounted her from behind, his thrusts becoming erratic as he neared his breaking point, and called out her sisters name instead of her own.
Only once had he seen Aegle and never hand he lain with her, and yet she held his so tightly that he thought of her as he made love to another.
Hespera was not one to be out done, she never had been. She was always the sister that was preferred over the others especially by men.
She refused to be cast away like some mortal in a brothel.
Apollo released the sheet and let it return to its place next to the bed.
In front of him, Hespera retrieved the pillow she'd placed beneath her knees and set it on the bed.
"It was an honor pleasing you, my lord. I do hope you enjoyed it."
Her green-brown eyes flashed with something Apollo couldn't quite recognize.
"I certainly did."
His eyes followed her to a table in the corner of the room that held a chest. She opened in and removed a robe which she draped over her body.
"Perhaps next time you come to see me you won't be so preoccupied."
He raised an eyebrow. "Preoccupied was I? Well perhaps next time there will be something worth keeping my attention."
And with a wave of his hand, he disappeared in a cloud of golden mist.