Author's Note:

Thanks for all the followers, faves, and reviews.

So...We got some Coryo/June lemons and just when he thinks he's won her back, well...he hasnt, lol.

Have fun reading

Chapter 3:

It's been over a week since June started seeing Odysseus and so far everything's going great. He takes her to work everyday and treats her to lunch. She has dinner with him when he doesn't have business obligations and cuddles with him while watching tv. June haven't spent the night at his place yet, but she's slept with him a few times. And each time the love making was slow, soft, and sensual.

And then one day everything came crashing down.

Tonight's one of those nights where June's not having dinner with Odysseus because he's having dinner with his father and some business clients. It doesn't bother her, Odysseus is the VP of Odair's Luxury Cruises and his father's the CEO; President of it. It's completely normal for him to attend business dinners.

And since the relationship's new, June doesn't blame him for not taking her on them. Plus, she works in the marketing department of his father's company, so she understands why he's not taking her to business dinners. It just wouldn't look kosher.

So, that's how June finds herself in some comfy loungewear cooking dinner in her kitchen. The kitchen that June absolutely loves. She still can't believe what Odysseus did to his kitchen, but to each their own.

As June's chopping up some vegetables, a knock sounded at her door. She wasn't expecting Odysseus, since he's at his business dinner, so June's a bit puzzled on who could be at the door. She wondered if she ahould be rude and ignore whoever was there, but they knocked again.

Sighing, June set her knife down on the counter and left the kitchen. After crossing the main room, she reached ylher front door. But nothing could've prepared June for what was awaiting ylher on the other side.

Pulling the door open, June's met with none other than Coriolanus standing at the threshold with a bouquet of red roses, bigger than his head, in his hands.

How the fuck did he get past the doorman?

As if he could read the dark-haired girl's mind, her platinum haired ex smirked, "I just moved into the top floor penthouse of this building." Of fucking course he did. "I thought I'd come by and greet my favorite neighbor girl."

June rolled her Seam grey eyes and went to slam the door in his face, but he quickly shot his arm out and pushed the door open. Waltzing right by her and inside of her apartment, as if he owned the damn thing, Coriolanus said, "You got your little man whore in here with you? Hmm…is that why you tried to slam the door in my face like I'm some little kid selling cookies?"

"Don't call Odysseus a man whore, Coriolanus." June chastised her ex while closing the front door. Gesturing to the empty room, she dryly said, "And as you can see, I'm home alone."

"I'll call Odair a manwhore if I want to, darling. He's fucked half of the Capitol, the way I see it he's a man whore." June's ex remarked, following right behind her as she went into the kitchen. "Bet he's at one of the sex clubs."

"No he's not. He's at a business dinner with his father and some clients." June told Coriolanus, going over to the counter to resume chopping the vegetables.

"And you're home alone? Oh, I see how little he values you." June's platinum blomde ex dryly chuckled, setting the large bouquet of red roses down on the kitchen island.

"You're one to talk, Coriolanus." June snapped while he simply took a seat on one of the kitchen island stools.

"I never hid you away when I went to galas and had to attend dinners. I always got you a matching dress and brought you with me. So, my darling rose, I believe I have the right to talk bad about your boy toy's lack of showing you off."

Pausing in chopping the vegetables, the brunette put her knife down and turned around to look at her ex. "We were never official, so I doubt anyone paid me any mind."

"Yes, well, it seems that I showed you off more when we weren't official than Odair does." The platinum blonde said as if he was reciting facts from a history book. 'Oh, and aren't the two of you official?" He asked as a sarcastic afterthought, his brows raised dramatically to drive his remark right thru June's heart.

He wanted June to see how he was better for her, how he'll show her off to the world. How he'd done that, shown her off, without June realizing it. The aspiring blonde politician wanted June to see how Odair would never include her in his social circles; include her in his business, but he (Coriolanus) would. Hell, he has included her, which is why he warned June about his engagement with Livia- because he wanted to spare her hurt feelings from thinking it was anything other then a political and a business move.

Unfortunately, June could never view his engagement as an arrangement that was beneficial to his future (hers too since whatever made him rich, powerful, and successful caused him to shower June in gifts) because she loved him. June could only view it as an act of betrayal; one that broke her heart and made her see that she's just not good enough.

Not in the mood to be insulted by Panem's Head Gamemaker, June waggled a finger at him and declared, "Coriolanus, you need to shut up and leave. We haven't been together in a month, so you have no reason to be here."

"You're my reason to be here, darling." Coriolanus confessed. Getting up from his seat at the island and closing the distance between them, he admitted, "This last month has been very dull without you in it."

Of course it has. June doubt that Livia's letting Coriolanus be dominant and degrading in bed. She also doubt that she'd let him near her ass with that monster dick of his either. Yea…he was missing the sex life they had.

Standing right in front of June, the platinum blonde caged her in by placing an arm on either side of her; making June's back press against the counter. Coriolanus leaned down, causing the two of them to be nose to nose. "I've given you enough time to cool down, to even have some little fun-" Distain dripped off of the word fun as he spat it out, "that I don't approve of, so it's time for us to make up and carry on."

June could feel his hot breath fanning her face as she told him, "We're not getting back together, Coriolanus."

"Why not?" Coriolanus raised a brow, only to mockingly say, "Because you're too busy entertaining yourself with Odysseus Odair," His baritone dripped down an octave as he smugly said, "who will never make you feel that way I make you feel."

How dare he say that; try to play on June's feelings? Feelings that she confessed the night she left him, but probably shouldn't have since he's using them against her now.

Well, two can play that game.

June kept a neutral look on her face, even though she's pissed at his remark, and told Coriolanus, "At least Odysseus isn't engaged to Livia; unlike you he can actually love me."

Coriolanus' jaw ticked and his nostrils flared. Jume bringing up Livia and accusing him of being unable to love her as reasons to be with Odysseus set his blood on fire with a jealous rage. June's his. June belong to him- Livia or no Livia, love or no love, she'll always be his.

And the only way to get it into June's thick skull was to show her who she belongs to.

Before June could even blink, Coriolanus grabbed the back of her neck with one hand and cupped her jaw with the other only to smash his lush lips on hers in a needy, passionate, heated kiss filled with longing and desperation.

A kiss that took June's breath away.

June's bent over the kitchen island, hands wrapped around the edges while her shorts and panties were pooled around her legs. Legs that're spread wide open for the tall man standing behind her.

Coriolanus Snow.

She heard the sound of him shedding his crisp jacket, which he tossed onto the island, followed by the sound of him loosening his tie. The swish of him tugging the Windsor knot echoed in the air and she knew what was next.

June felt herself grow wetter at the clanking noise of Coriolanus unbuckling his belt. In only a few seconds, he had his pants and boxers down around his knees while rubbing his leaking tip against her clit. He bowed his head so that his mouth was right against her ear. "I'm not prepping you, June. You're wet enough, I know you can take it." Coriolanus licked the shell of June's ear before saying, "Only a good girl deserves to have her cunt filled by my fingers and eaten eagerly by my tongue." Digging his fingers into her hips, sure to leave bruises, he darkly chuckled, "You're lucky I'm going to let you cum tonight, since you've been a bad girl."

Oh my God…He's in one of those moods tonight! June's pussy's in for a punishing pounding.

Coriolanus' baritone was full of lust as he asked, "You remember your safe word, darling?"

They've only been broken up for a month. That's not long enough to forget a safe word, the simple word of red. A word that June's never used and doubt she ever will with the platinum blonde man, who has the body of an ancient god.

"Yes." Was the one word answer the raven haired girl gave him.

"Good." He replied, a smugness in his deep timbre, before sheathing himself in June's wet, tight cunt without warning; with one quick snap of his hips.

June let out a surprised moan at the stretch and intrusion of being filled up so quickly without warning while he let out a deep groan at how tight she felt around his large cock. Coriolanus didn't give her a moment to adjust to the 8 inches he'd just stuffed into her tight cunt. No, he instantly began to thrust quickly and harshly into her.

You let out a mix between a shriek and a moan at the feeling of his cock bullying your pussy; pressing against that sweet spot deep inside of you. The noise that escaped your lips made pride swell in his chest. He always enjoys listening to your noises as he fucks you.

Coriolanus wants to be the only man to make June moan and whine for him. So much so, that he lets out a grunted, "I hate the idea of anyone else having you. This pussy's mine." He snapped his hips harder, causing June to moan at the feeling of his large cock bruising her cervix. "Fuck, baby, tell me your cunt's mine." He ordered, roughing pounding into her pussy while using one of his hands to smack her ass.

Smack, smack, smack.*

Coriolanus gave June three quick, forceful smacks that made her ass cheek beet red and sing. Soaked her pussy too.

June knows that she shouldn't tell him that her cunt belongs to him, but June's body craved the pounding that he's giving her pussy and she's afraid he'll just cum and stop- leaving her unsatisfied- if she doen't tell him what he wants to hear. This isn't June's first rodeo with Coriolanus. She knows how he possessive he gets when fucking.

So….

June lets out a whimper of, "My cunt's yours, Coryo. All yours."

"Fuck…baby, you feel so good." Coriolanus gritted out as the sounds of sweat slick skin loudly slapping together echoed throughout the air in the kitchen. "Your cunt's so tight and wet around my cock. 'S made just for me."

"Yes, yes, yes! Just for you, all for you!" June exclaimed in a shriek, feeling his cum heavy balls smacking against her clit while his dick pistoned so deep inside of her that she felt herself get dizzy.

"You close, baby? Fuck, I'm close." The platinum blonde remarked while fucking the raven haired girl so roughly that if she wasn't holding onto the island she'd probably slide over it.

"Yea, so close, Coryo." June cried out, drool spilling from her lips as her cheek was pressed against the cool marble of the kitchen island. Oh god, she's so close and it felt so so good. Being fucked like this, damn June didn't realize how much she missed it. How much she needed it. Not until now- now that she's on the verge of cumming hard around the biggest cock she's ever had stuffed in her tight cunt.

Without warning, Coryo placed his calloused fingertips against June's clit and began to rub the swollen pearl furiously. "Be a good little slut and cum for me. Cum for me and milk my cock dry, make me knock you up, baby." He told June, plowing into her as fast as he could with his fingers sloppily rubbing her clit, pinching and tugging it to speed up her orgasm.

And suddenly, June's cumming around Coryo's cock, soaking both him and her kitchen floor, while moaning his name like a prayer. His icy blue eyes rolled back into his head, moaning out a mixture of fuck and her name as she milked him dry of his cum. His fingers dug painfully into June's hip as he shot rope after rope of his white, hot, seed into her womb.

June whimpered when Coriolanus' cock slipped out of her, leaving her pussy empty and clenching around air.

Coriolanus' chest heaved as he caught his breath, but his eyes widened as he noticed a red smear on the tip of his cock along with a tiny bit of red mixed with the cum that was trickling out of June's pussy like fine pearls. Oh shit… he fucked her too deep, went too hard.

Oh shit, did he hurt June?

"June, you're bleeding." Coriolanus announced, toeing out of his shoes and kicking off the pants and boxers that rested around his ankles. Pulling her up and into his arms, he asked, "Why didn't you use your safe word?"

Still cockdrunk, June just rested her head against his white shirt covered chest and told him, "It felt good, so I didn't need the safe word."

"I'll draw you a bath, but your not going to be walking right for a few days." He told June, picking her up bridal style. "Where's your bathroom, little dove?"

"It's the door right behind you, across from this island right after you exit the kitchen." June informed him, causing him to just nod and carry her out to the bathroom.

June's sitting on the toilet, watching as Coriolanus plugged up her bathtub and turned the water on. He fiddled with both the hot and cold knobs until the water coming out of the faucet was just the right temperature. Then he grabbed the light pink bottle of bubble bath that was on the edge of the tub.

"Rose Vanilla." He read the label, only to look at the raven haired girl and ask, "Is this new? Don't you usually use something called Brightest Bloom or Blossoms, something like that?"

Averting her Seam grey eyes to stare at the white tile floor, so she didn't have to look at Coriolanus as he uncapped the bottle and poured some of the light pink soap into the tub, June told him, "I bought it last month. It came in a kit with a matching bar of soap, body lotion, shampoo, and conditioner."

If June wouldve looked at Coriolanus she would've seen how he stiffened up at her answer. How his jaw twitched; his baby blue eyes widened with realization. June bought it for him, because he likes roses. But they broke up last month, so…

Quickly, Coriolanus composed himself while screwing the cap back onto the bottle of bubble bath. "It smells lovely." He complimented her taste in new bubble bath while putting the bottle back. Coming to stand in front of June, he simply ordered, "Lift your arms up for me, darling."

Of course, June complied, causing him to pull her shirt over her head. He licked his lips when he saw that she wasn't wearing a bra, but he didn't say anything about it. No, instead he simply helped June into the bath, all the while praising her with, "Good girl, that's a girl. Gently get into the water." Once she's settled in the tub full of warm water and bubbles, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head and turned the water knobs off.

June assumed that since she's in the tub he'd leave, but he didn't. Actually, instead of going into the kitchen to collect his pants and shoes; make a run for it, he pulled his loosen tie over his head and placed it onto the bathroom vanity.

"What're you doing?" June asked, watching Coriolanus as he unbuttoned his white shirt.

"Joining you in the tub, what does it look like I'm doing, my darling rose?" He retorted, taking his shirt off and placing it on the vanity.

Focusing on the faucet in front of her, June told him, "You don't have to, Coriolanus. You can go home; take a shower."

June's remark hurt worse then if she would've slapped the blonde across his face. He always-

ALWAYS-

took a relaxing bath with June after pushing her too hard during rough sex. Why would she tell him to leave her; to go home and shower? He's always been with June to help her clean up and come down from rough fucking. Why would that change now?

Pulling off his socks, he hid his hurt behind the answer of, "I want to take a bath with you."

"Why?" June asked as he got into the tub, right behind her, causing the water and bubbles to ripple and wave.

Pulling her into him, so her back's leaning against his chest, he told her, "You know why."

No, actually, June doesn't know why. Theyybroken up, so he doesn't have a reason to stay. They fucked, due to frustration, so he should've left already. Or at least June thinks he should've left already. Or if not left then maybe put his pants back on and asked her to feed him whatever she was trying to cook before he had hate filled sex with her.

Oh, if only June knew that the sex he had with her was far from hate filled. Would never be hate filled, because he didn't hate her. Not even a little bit, not even at all.

"We're broken up, Coryo, so why're you here?"

"Don't ask questions you already know the answers to, my darling rose. It's not very becoming."

Of course, June won't get a straight answer from him. Why would she? The guy's a better wordsmith than the Norse god Loki. Good luck getting the truth out of that angelic looking demon of a platinum blonde.

Coriolanus rested a hand on June's thigh only to run the other thru her long, dark hair. His deep baritone broke the silence in the room with, "You know, June, just say the word and we can have you moved up into my top floor penthouse within an hour."

Is he serious? He's engaged, but he wants June to be his live in mistress all because they had a moment of weakness; had a frustrated hate fuck with him. What's wrong with him? Is he delusional? June broke up with him because she doen't want to be his mistress. Doesn't want to be his plaything.

"Shouldn't you be moving your fiance, Livia Cardew, into your new penthouse?" June countered, knowing that if anyone would share his penthouse it'd be her.

"No." Coriolanus gruffy spat out. "I got that penthouse for us, not for her."

"You're engaged to Livia and I'm with Odysseus now. What happened in the kitchen doesn't mean anything."

Coriolanus would've rather been drowned in that damn lake he dumped those guns in all those years ago that him and Spruce used to kill Mayfair and Billy Taupe with then hear June say that the fuck they just had didn't mean anything. That hurt him, more than he'd care to admit. He just assumed that, since theyd been together for so long (and June admitted to being in love with him that night she left), he still meant something to her.

Oh, how the gods know that June means something to him. Even if he's too scared to admit it, she mean the world to Coriolanus. Too bad he's afraid of getting hurt and is too concerned about his political career.

The damning realization hit him then and there. "You're not coming back to me, are you?" Coriolanus asked, even though he already knew what she'd say.

"No." Juneshook your head. "We've both moved on; tonight was just a fluke and it won't happen again."

Coriolanus hated hearing that. He wanted to bring June home so bad. He wanted her back with him, where she belongs. Damnit, she belongs to him. Why doea she have to be so stubborn?

"You haven't been with Odysseus that long, my darling. You haven't truly moved on, you're just trying to push your feelings for me onto him." The platinum blonde told June as a last ditch effort to get the raven haired girl to abandon her life on the 4th floor as Odysseus Odair's girlfriend and move into his luxury penthouse; become his girl once again.

"And you claim to hate your fiance, Livia, but you're still engaged to her; plan to get married and have a happy life with the perfect socialite showpiece on your arm for all of your political aspirations." June told Coriolanus, calling him out on his own bullshit

"June-" Coriolanus began, only for her to cut him off with the order of, "Don't, Coryo. Just go, please just leave me alone."

Coriolanus didn't say a word, just stood up and got out of the tub. He grabbed the towel off of the rack, dried off, and put on his shirt. He grabbed his tie and socks from the vanity and left June alone in the bathroom. A few minutes later, he was dressed and walking out of the front door. He slammed it with such a force that it shut with a loud bang that had June nearly jumping out of the tub.

She stayed in the tub, soaking and sulking til she pruned. When June got out, she felt a bit sore. She managed to dry off and go to her room, where she put on a pair of comfy pajamas.

When June went into the kitchen to resume making herself something to eat, she saw that on the kitchen island was a large bouquet of red roses (there had to be at least 50 of them) and Coriolanus' suit jacket.

He left his suit jacket behind, right next to the roses. But why would he do that? He was always so meticulous when it came to his fancy things. It just didn't make any sense to June.

Why would Coriolanus leave his suit jacket behind?

AN:

Hope you guys liked this chapter. Next up will be some drama...Oh and Odysseus is in the next chapter too.