Artemis (CanEm Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Thirty-Four

This chapter comes with a NSFW warning - it includes mature content that may not be suitable for younger readers. 

In that split second after hearing Sanem's words, Can felt as every nerve in his body and brain had been electrified. Something ignited wildly in him upon learning that Sanem trusted herself to him, that after everything ... this monumental moment was something she wanted to share with him. 

With her sprawled underneath him, eyes closed and her mouth panting in anticipation, Can was more certain than ever that she was his drug. All he needed was one touch and the intoxication was instant. Her scent sent him into a heady trance, one that didn't acknowledge the start of his body or the end of hers. 

Can wrapped his arm around her back and in one gentle pull, closed the small distance between their bodies. He could feel every inch of her now, her body pressed firmly into the mattress. His hand found its way into her hair, like it usually tended to do. He loved her hair, there was something about how soft it was that hypnotised his hands. Even when they were just in the office or roaming around the park, his hand magically found itself woven into her hair. Slowly, he brushed his fingers through it until there were no knots left. 

His hand then moved down from her head, to her cheekbones and then finally, her lips. That was when his attack on her lips commenced. There was nothing patient or soft about it and Sanem met him in the middle readily. They began to move together -their bodies, their lips, their hands - like partners who had the dance encoded into their DNA. Their bodies fit together as if they were made for one another. 

Breathlessly, the pair locked eyes, just enough to reiterate that they were safe and strongly in love in each other's arms. 

After that, it was all business on Can's end. His experience was clear as he swiftly slipped her out of her trousers, pulling them off and then kissing from her toes upwards. Like a man with an endless amount of time, Can let his hands roam her legs as he kissed up them slowly. In response, Sanem's back arched off the bed, her body thrumming with anticipation, knowing where exactly his hands (and lips) would soon reach. Her head rocked back against the pillow, the first audible moan escaping from her lips. It was unlike anything Can had ever heard before. It was music to his ears and he desperately wanted to elicit it again. He began a torturous affair with her inner thighs, toying with her skin and suckling in the places that he automatically presumed were most sensitive.

With her eyes closed firmly, Sanem relished in the feeling of Can. She had never done anything like this before and she was glad that her first (and last) was going to be Can. She let herself fall into the pleasure he was catalysing within her, the moans escaping her without a second thought. Gone was the innocent facade that she tried to the rest of the world. Here, up in the mountains, with snow the fall and the warm fireplaces, all Sanem wanted was for Can to take her, in all meanings of the word. Every kiss possessed a raw intensity that made their breathing quicker, their heartbeats faster. 

Then, before Sanem could even comprehend what was happening, they were both unclothed and skin-on-skin. Her all-black garments had been abandoned in the corner alongside Can's t-shirt and jeans. Despite the icy termperatures outside, Can was hot-blooded and warm and Sanem wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers playing with the shorter strands of his thick mane. She just stared at him, admiring every inch of him that was new to her. From this angle, she could fully appreciate the intricacies of his fitting albatross tattoo and the similar details of his chiseled chest. He was beautiful and she couldn't comprehend that he was all hers. 

And whilst she stared at him in disbelief, Can did the same. Ashamedly, he'd been dreaming of Sanem's sinfully tight body since that first kiss in the dark. He had felt her scent envelope him and had forced her body against his own as they'd kissed. Since then, he hadn't been able to think of anything else and it had felt like a whole marathon had let to this moment. He'd chased Sanem endlessly for months but, it had all been worth it. Before now, he had always been in love with Sanem but now, he was also in lust with her. She was gorgeous, idyllic and Can kissed the side of her head in sheer admiration. He couldn't understand how he'd gotten so lucky.