The Moon's Lover

8

Artemis PoV

Percy, while charming and chivalrous and all that, is probably one of the stupidest people I've ever met.

He just didn't understand the concept of being quiet as opposed to talking of things that could get him sentenced to the depths of Tartarus.

I kissed his jaw, nipping at his neck. Percy grabbed my waist. I gasped and moaned as his lips caressed my skin, trailing along with fire in their wake.

As he was kissing my collarbone, I moaned his name, pleasure evident in my voice.

Percy growled possessively, his mouth getting dangerously close to my chest.

I whimpered my lover's name as his nimble fingers came down on the fabric; brushing and tapping, stroking and pinching.

My husband pulled me forward into his chest. "Do you want me to stop?"

Those words cut through the haze of pleasure I was in. The words registering, I realized he'd thought he'd gone too far. Thought it was just because of what he said.

I shook my head. "No," I murmured, "I...I want this...not because of-of other things."

Percy leaned forward, kissing me passionately. "If you're ever
uncomfortable..."

"I know," I whispered against his lips. "Just tell you. I trust you, Percy. I trust you more than anyone else in the world, and I know how much you care for me."

I kissed him again, falling back on the bed. "Now," I murmured. "Where were we?"

My lover's lips returned to my neck, and mine parted, allowing my sounds of pleasure to echo throughout the room.

His touch sparked a fire that quickly spread throughout my body. I ached for touch, and touch he gave.

Percy's fingers made their way from my waist to the clip of my bra.

He flung the undergarment off the bed, the only fabric between our skins being that of my panties, which were noticeably dampening.

"Ohhhhhh," I moaned softly as my husband brought his lips to my left breast, his hand caressing the other.

His tongue teased around my nipple, and I felt myself dampen even further from the anticipation.

I grabbed for the sheets, gasping as my lover licked and sucked at the hardened pebble.

A scream of pleasure left my mouth as Percy pinched the other, and I arched my back toward him as he bit down lightly.

My eyes rolled back in my head as liquid pleasure seeped out of me.

Percy sat back, shifting so my legs were propped up on his shoulders.

I couldn't help but blush at this.

Then my husband began to pick at the edges of my soaked panties before eventually slipping his finger underneath the fabric, feeling my immense wetness.

"My, Artemis," Percy whispered huskily, nipping at my ear. "You seem rather excited."

My response was simply to moan at the feeling of his digits against my flesh.

I stuttered. "P-Percy, w-weren't y-you e-v-ver t-aught to-to c-cl-ean u-up yo-your m-messes?"

My lover removed his fingers from my nether regions, bringing them to his mouth.

He grinned, sucking them clean of the liquid. "Mmmh, Artemis, you taste incredible. You have to try it."

I gasped and fell back flat on the bed as Percy suddenly thrust his finger inside me.