The Owl Princess

Book 8: Chapter 4- In The Caves Somewhere

A/N Warning: smut content ahead.

Piper's hair came loose after running into a nearby cave. She untied the cloth band holding her tresses back and shook them free.
"Will you be safe here?" she turned around to see Jason standing in the mouth of the cave.
"Yes," Piper replied. "As long as you're here with me."
She stood on the tips of her toes and softly kissed Jason's lips. Her hands played with his hair.
"Piper..." his voice sounded husky and groaning.
"Please, stay with me..."
She leaned in and kissed him again. He caressed her hair, then her neck, then her mouth. His hands rested on her hips and she threw her arms around his neck.
Piper wanted both to press closer to him and run away. A strange fire she had never felt before overcame her. Her body seemed to burn. The feeling was too much for her and she stepped away from him.
"Am I being too rough," Jason said.
"No," Piper, "You're as gentle as a lamb."
He removed his chlamys and lay it on the ground.
"Please sit."
Piper sat down by his side and rested her head on his shoulder. She produced an apple from the bag hanging from her girdle and took a bite.
"Dread Queen of the Heavens, " she said. "Please make me a joyous and fruitful wife to Jason of Macedonia."
He took the apple from her and bit into it.
"She who avenges scorned women, " he said. "May I always be a true and faithful husband to Piper of Cyprus."
Piper reached for her knife and cut a lock of her hair.
"Can you start a fire?"
Jason reached into his pack and took out a pair of flints. He struck a spark and dropped it into a pile of twigs and leaves that Piper quickly gathered from the cave floor. She burnt the lock of hair in the fire.
"Artemis, guardian of maidens, " she said. "Accept this offering as I leave your protection."
Piper untied a bit of cord that attached a flask of wine to her girdle.

"Dear, beautiful Goddess, " Jason said.  He took a sip from the flask. "Queen of the hearts of men. Please grant me the knowledge, the patience, and the strength to be a good husband in the years to come. "
Piper also took a sip.
"Immortal, ever-lovely lady, " she said. "never crush my heart with needless sorry. Smile at me with your ageless lips and free me from bitter worry. Goddess who brings both ecstasy and despair, I praise you for your many gifts and ask you to bless me."
She rested her forehead against his. He cupped her face in his hands. They kissed and he pulled her into an embrace. He lay her down on the cloak.
"Jason..."
"Yes..."
"I've never-"
"I know... Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes, I want you. I want us."
Jason untied her girdle and adjusted her legs so that they wrapped around his waist. Taking short, labored breaths, Piper undid the pins holding up the top of her chiton and let it fall off.
"I can hear your heartbeat echo across the cave walls, " Jason said. His hands stroked her thigh and snuck under the skirt of her chiton. His kisses and caresses made the nest of curls between Piper's legs grow damp.
Piper's heart fluttered like wings of a bird against its cage. She cried out in a pain that seared her entire body. The pain quickly melted into an equally intense pleasure.

Jason and Piper collapsed in each other's arms by the smoldering fire. As Jason started to nod off, Piper wondered if he had gotten her with child. If he were anything like his father, he would be as fertile as a bull. Whenever King Zeus untied a slave girl's girdle, her belly was sure to swell within a few months.
Piper's mother and her ladies sometimes spoke about ways of preventing a child if one was unwanted or inconvenient. She could rinse out her womb with lemon and vinegar or drink a tea brewed from tansy, rue, and pennyroyal. But since Piper was Jason's wife in the eyes of the gods, if not yet in the eyes of the law, a child was neither unwanted nor inconvenient.
Her mother also spoke of different ways of pleasuring a man in such explicit detail that though Piper had never performed these tricks, she knew how they were done.
She crawled up to the drowsy Jason and took his male member into her mouth, gently licking it until he became stiff and erect. He moaned as if he were in Elysium as she ran her lips, tongue, and teeth along his penis. She stopped right before he was about to spill his semen, so he could spill it onto the floor of the cave.
"You are the Goddess of Love and Beauty made flesh," he said, panting, and throwing his arms around her.
"They'll probably be wondering where we are back at the camp."