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Star
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Artem walked to the bed and climbed onto it slowly with still in his arms. He laid gently in the middle of the large soft comforter and smiled at as he looked down at my naked body.
"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" I grinned at his words.
"I don't recall. Maybe you have, maybe you haven't. Perhaps you could use tonight to help to rember."
"That sounds like a wonderful plan to ." His smile shifted from one of happiness to one filled with heat before he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine.
I felt his tongue instantly slide into my mouth. His lips were hot, forceful, and perfect as they worked to make forget everything that I had ever known. My mind had gone blank; empty of every thought that didn't have to do with Artem.
While he kissed and conquered my mouth I felt Artem's hand start to explore my body. He had moved, adjusted his body so that he was positioned between my legs and leaning over .
When he tore his mouth from mine, I whimpered and tried to reclaim his lips. He had moved too fast for though, and I wasn't able to; instead he had just moved his mouth so that he was now licking and biting at my mate mark.
The sensations were more than I could handle at the mont. I heard myself moan. The moan had been loud, long, and full of need. I was also embarrassed by it. Artem, however, didn't seem to think anything of it. Artem just continued what he was doing, and I think he might have even purred or humd against my shoulder when he had heard the sound.
"Ngh! Artem!" I called out to him as he played with the mark that he had left on . Even months later the mark was sensitive and caused to feel pleasure whenever he bit, licked, kissed, or even just touched it. It was like a pleasure epicenter.
"Shh. Don't you worry,my love. I will take care of you. I will always take care of you."
He must have ant what he was saying because it was right then that I felt his fingers slide between my thighs and begin their tornt again. I may call it tornt, but it felt beyond amazing. It was only tornt or torture because it made want more and more.
While Artem's fingers flitted around my center, his mouth slowly slid from my mate mark and down to my chest. He paused for a few monts as he licked and nipped at my breasts. He flicked his tongue over the nipples before pulling them into his mouth to suck on gently.
When he had his fill there, his mouth continued lower and lower. My belly had already begun to curve a little. The baby was getting bigger, and I was still very thin compared to the others so he was standing out a little. Artem didn't care though, he just trailed his tongue up and over the light curve that it had caused.
Artem's mouth kept moving lower and lower until he had slid his entire body down the bed, and his head was between my legs. His large shoulders were pushing my legs further apart for him, and so he took his hand from my center and lifted my legs out of his way by hooking his hands under my knees. Now that he had positioned and ready, it didn't seem like he was going to wait at all.
Instantly Artem set to work. I felt his tongue slide up my center, lapping at until I scread and moaned. My body squird, unable to sit still as my hips bucked for him. He growled with pleasure, but I noticed that he also let go of my legs, letting them fall onto his shoulders and back.
To keep from moving too much as he devoured , Artem placed his hands on my waist so that I could not move my hips around. Now that I was stationary for him, Artem pressed his mouth to more firmly.
His tongue and mouth worked over endlessly. I heard the sounds that I was making, the moans, screams, cries of pleasure, and encouraging him to hurry, all of them normally would have made blush, but I didn't care right now. I wanted him to hurry up and take , even if that did make sound perverted.
Before I knew it, I could feel myself approaching that point of pleasure, that wave of oblivion that would wash over . By that point, I wasn't able to say anything at all; the only sounds coming from were wordless moans and high pitched cries of pleasure. When I finally ca, though, I had reached down and grabbed a hold of Artem's hair, pulling hard to make him stop so that the waves wouldn't beco too intense for .
While I panted from what had just happened, Artem lood over . I could see him grinning, but the look in his eyes was nothing but heat. They had darkened with need, and I could tell that he was about to take the way that I wanted him to.
"A..Artem." I panted out his na just as I felt him push against my entrance; he was more than ready for .
"Star." He purred my na and pushed into with a hard, quick thrust.
I scread again, I couldn't help it. I scread as I felt him push all the way inside of . When he leaned forward over , pressing himself against , I wrapped my arms around his back and dug my nail into his flesh. I hadn't ant to do it, I just couldn't stop myself.
My nails didn't seem to bother Artem though, he ignored them and started to pull back before thrusting in hard and fast again. He did it again and again, setting a rhythm that was bringing us both pleasure.
I could hear his body slamming into over and over as he thrust into again and again. I held onto him for dear life as he drove to that point of no return once again. I felt like I was getting to the point long before him though. And sure enough, my body spasd around him as I scread again.
"ARTEM!" It was long, loud, and only made him growl in satisfaction.
Artem paused for a mont in his thrusting. He was moving his body once more, but this ti he was taking with him.
Sohow, the pillows had been pushed out of the way as he moved and pressed his back against the headboard of the bed. I was sitting on Artem's lap, my arms draped over his shoulders as he held onto my waist.
"I'm not ready to be done just yet." I heard him growl into my ear. "Let's keep going, my love."
After that, I felt Artem lift up with his grip on my waist and hips. I also felt him press himself down into the bed so that he was lifting off of him and pulling out of at the sa ti. Soon, he barely had just the tip of him in , and I felt empty and hollow.
"Artem?" I felt like I was begging him to return, but all I could say was his na.
He didn't keep waiting long though, he pushed up with his body and pulled down to et him at the sa ti. We slamd together so hard and fast that I cried out; it hadn't hurt, but I hadn't expected it either. The feel of it was amazing though, and I cried out everyti that he slamd down onto him.
My body was already feeling the rise of that wave again though, and I knew that soon enough I would co once more, most likely screaming for him again. I could tell that he was getting harder though, and he was more frantic than usual. He was going to ride that wave with this ti.
Sure enough, just as I reached my limit and held onto him tighter so as not to get swept up and washed away with that wave, I felt Artem explode inside of while he growled.
We were both panting for a second, but I noticed that Artem was making no move to leave my body. He was still holding onto tightly and I just knew that he wasn't done yet. I knew that he still needed , still wanted . That was fine, I wasn't ready to be separated from him yet either.
"I'm sorry, Star, I still need you. I want more of you." He sounded as if he thought I would be mad at him.
"I want more of you too, Artem. I need just as much of you as you want from . Please, don't stop."
He lifted his head and looked in the eyes then; his eyes were hopeful, and I know that mine were determined and needy. He found what he was looking for in my eyes though, as he grinned and shifted once more.
Artem did pull out of completely this ti, and the absence of him left feeling cold and empty without him there to fill up. He turned around and faced away from him. My hands landed on the mattress as I fell forward, and an instant later he was inside of again, slamming against .
In this position, he seed to be reaching deeper than he usually did, and I savored every thrust. With my face buried in the mattress, I scread and moaned even louder than before.
"Don't muffle them." He growled at . "I want to hear every sound you make." My face burned when he said that, embarrassnt washing over .
"B..b..but A..A..Artem, it's e..em..embarrassing."
"It is nothing to be ashad of." He growled at as he grabbed my arms just above the elbows. "It's beautiful and erotic, just like you are." He had pulled up so that I was balanced on my knees only, my back was pressed against him as he thrusted into over and over again. "I love the way you sing just for ." His voice was deeper than usual, and I felt the words vibrate through .
"A..Artem." I barely got his na out as he slamd into again.
"Astraia." He said my full first na as he pounded into .
"Artemis." I moaned his na.
"Louder, my love. Sing louder for like you were before." He started to thrust harder and harder. I felt like he was trying to beco one with ; he was slamming into my body harder and harder, and it felt amazing.
"A..A..Art..Art..Artemis." I finally managed to scream his na louder like he wanted.
After that, I let my moans and cries out without trying to hold them back. He seed to enjoy it though, as he took over and over again until we both collapsed from exhaustion onto the bed. It was a pleasure unlike any other that I had ever experienced. And now that it was over, I curled against my husband's chest and let him hold while I slept. So far, my honeymoon was going great.
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