Rescuing His Captive Mate: Saving The Future Luna

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Star

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We had left immediately after the reception was over. Artem and I were already packed and ready to go; all we needed to do was change our clothes and leave. We said goodbye to all the kids as well as our friends and family.

Mom and Dad packed their stuff and left with us as well, riding to the airport with us. However, once we were there we had to separate since they were leaving the country, and Artem and I weren't even leaving the state. That was fine though, Artem and I had recently had a trip that was just the two of us, and I didn't want to be gone for very long. Mom and Dad had just reunited and married after all those years apart; they deserved a nice, long honeymoon so that they could spend some quality time alone together.

It had been a bit later in the afternoon when the reception ended, so after all of the traveling that we had to do it was quite late and fully dark outside when we left the airport. The first thing that I noticed was the beauty of all the lights that were shimmering in the distance. It looked like a beautiful night time wonderland.

We rode in a sleek black car that I could tell was expensive. It drove us to a very beautiful hotel. Two men came out and opened the doors for us to exit the car, but Artem asked that I wait until he walked around the car to help me to my feet. I took his hand and was immediately pulled to his side where he wrapped his arm around my waist and held my hand.

The closeness of the way that he was holding me was already feeling very intimate. Artem and I had been so busy over the last couple of months that we had barely been together as a couple. Just a couple of times, one of which was the night that I had gotten pregnant.

I think that I had been neglecting him as a mate. I didn't mean to, but I felt bad for having done it nonetheless. I wanted to make him feel special and loved though, so I was really looking forward to tonight.

I waited at Artem's side as he checked us into the hotel. When he was done he escorted me over to the elevator and up to the top floor. The suite we were staying in was more like a house; it was that big and had multiple rooms inside.

Artem and I explored the room before anything else. There were large glass windows on the far side of the living room area that look out over the city. There were two bedrooms, one with two beds and the other with one. The main bedroom, with one bed, also had a large tub that we could step into. Artem called it a hot tub and said it would be relaxing.

After we explored the large room as much as possible, Artem went to order us some dinner while I looked out over the city. It was massive, much larger than Crescent City which was what I had thought major cities were like. Even when I went to San Francisco with Artem before I didn't look out at the city like this so I hadn't really grasped just how big it had really been.

While I stood there, watching the city, I felt the change in the air that meant Artem was coming up behind me. I had sensed him before I even saw his reflection in the window.

"Hello, Mrs. Cooper." Artem's words were a purr as he wrapped his arms around me. "Your dinner is on the way." I could see the grin on his face reflected in the window.

"That is very much appreciated, Mr. Cooper. Thank you." I turned in his arms and wrapped my own arms around his waist. "What would I ever do without you?"

We both giggled at the slight exchange and before I knew it he had lifted me from the floor and held me in his arms. I could feel the heat, the excitement, and the need in his body. We were sitting on the couch that was behind him in no time at all, with me sitting on his lap as straddling him.

Our lips were locked and Artem's hands were touching me all over. It was amazing, and perfect, and I didn't want it to end. However the knock on the door broke the mood between us and caused us to separate.

"I think that would be our dinner." Artem chuckled. "I think we need to be done for a little while."

I slid off of his lap, and he went immediately for the door. A man brought a cart into the room that was covered with different dishes. It wasn't long now before Artem and I were eating and enjoying a very pleasant conversation.

After the meal, it was time for a quick shower. I know that I for one wanted to get cleaned after the long day that we had. And I think that Artem felt the same way.

Once we were in the massive bathroom, I felt my new husband's fingers on my body as he reached for the fastenings on my clothes. No words were exchanged, I just let him do what it was that he wanted to do. He was enjoying himself, and I was quite enjoying the heated look of desire that began to fill his eyes with every move he made.

I didn't want to sit still though. I wanted to do something to make things seem a little more mutual and fair. I slid my hands up his chest until I was able to slowly slide one button from its home. I continued, slowly, down his chest until I was able to push his shirt off his shoulders and down his arms. I was considerably more undressed than him at that point since he had already undone the buttons on my dress and then unhooked my bra.

Slowly, as the steam from the shower filled the room, we helped each other out of the clothes we were still wearing and hurried into the shower. I was ready for this wedding night of mine to begin. I was ready to be with my mate, my husband, my Artem.

When we were in the shower, our hands still didn't leave each other. Artem kept his mouth to himself, but he used his hands in every single way he could think of to wash me. I felt him press his palms to my breasts and squeeze his fingers around them gently.

One of his hands slid lower, cupping between my thighs and holding me in place against the wall of the shower. I felt his firm body press against me, and the desire sparked within me as well. I needed him, now. I needed to get him out of this shower and into the bedroom.

"Artemis?" I called his name breathlessly as his fingers worked their magic on me.

"Astraia?" His voice rumbled through his chest and straight into me.

"I..I..I want y..y..y..you." I stuttered the words as he was making his magic with my body.

"Hmm, that's good, because I want you as well, sweetheart."

"I..I..I..I w..want you." I managed to get the words out. "I n..n..n..n..need you n..n..n..now."

"Now?" He chuckled at me. "It can't wait until the shower is done? I think that the bed would be a far more comfortable place for us than the shower. Don't you agree with that, my love?"

I tried my best to wrap my head around his words. It took a long time to be able to even process what it was he was saying to me and an even longer time to make myself agree with him.

"I..I..I th..th..think that m..m..mi..mi..might a..actually b..b..be b..be..be..better." I was nodding, my eyes closed trying to fight off the wave of pleasure he was sending my way.

"Good." His words went right into my ear. "Then let's get ourselves cleaned off. I think it's time to move this to the room."

Before I even knew what was happening, Artem had pulled his hands from my body and was rinsing us both off. He was making sure that there wasn't a drop of soap left, but he was doing it so quickly that I was sort of at a loss.

Then he had the water shut off, and the both of us standing naked in front of the sink. I noticed a towel wrapped around his waist while he knelt before me, drying me from my shoulders down. Though his large, firm hands were still pressing against my body in key places. It was driving me insane, and I wasn't able to do anything about it.

When I was dried, I found myself in Artem's arms. He was cradling me against his chest and nuzzling his face against my hair.

"Are you ready, my love? Are you ready for our wedding night? Our time to come together just not as mates, not just as fiancés preparing for marriage, but as husband and wife?"

"If you don't stop talking and start loving me, then I am going to have to hurt you." I laughed as I ran my tongue across his chest. "Yes, my husband, I am ready." I actually answered him and gave him the response that he wanted.

After that, he finally carried me into the bedroom and to the bed itself.