Rescuing His Captive Mate: Saving The Future Luna

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Star

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Artem walked to the bed and climbed onto it slowly with me still in his arms. He laid me gently in the middle of the large soft comforter and smiled at me 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 me to remember."

"That sounds like a wonderful plan to me." 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 me 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 me 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 me.

When he tore his mouth from mine, I whimpered and tried to reclaim his lips. He had moved too fast for me 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 moment. 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 hummed 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 me. Even months later the mark was sensitive and caused me 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 meant what he was saying because it was right then that I felt his fingers slide between my thighs and begin their torment again. I may call it torment, but it felt beyond amazing. It was only torment or torture because it made me 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 moments 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 me 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 me until I screamed and moaned. My body squirmed, 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 me from moving too much as he devoured me, 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 me more firmly.

His tongue and mouth worked me 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 me blush, but I didn't care right now. I wanted him to hurry up and take me, even if that did make me sound perverted.

Before I knew it, I could feel myself approaching that point of pleasure, that wave of oblivion that would wash over me. By that point, I wasn't able to say anything at all; the only sounds coming from me were wordless moans and high pitched cries of pleasure. When I finally came, 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 become too intense for me.

While I panted from what had just happened, Artem loomed over me. 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 me the way that I wanted him to.

"A..Artem." I panted out his name just as I felt him push against my entrance; he was more than ready for me.

"Star." He purred my name and pushed into me with a hard, quick thrust.

I screamed again, I couldn't help it. I screamed as I felt him push all the way inside of me. When he leaned forward over me, pressing himself against me, I wrapped my arms around his back and dug my nail into his flesh. I hadn't meant 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 me over and over as he thrust into me again and again. I held onto him for dear life as he drove me 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 spasmed around him as I screamed again.

"ARTEM!" It was long, loud, and only made him growl in satisfaction.

Artem paused for a moment in his thrusting. He was moving his body once more, but this time he was taking me with him.

Somehow, 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 me up with his grip on my waist and hips. I also felt him press himself down into the bed so that he was lifting me off of him and pulling out of me at the same time. Soon, he barely had just the tip of him in me, and I felt empty and hollow.

"Artem?" I felt like I was begging him to return, but all I could say was his name.

He didn't keep me waiting long though, he pushed up with his body and pulled me down to meet him at the same time. We slammed 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 everytime that he slammed me down onto him.

My body was already feeling the rise of that wave again though, and I knew that soon enough I would come 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 me this time.

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 me 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 me tightly and I just knew that he wasn't done yet. I knew that he still needed me, still wanted me. 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 me. Please, don't stop."

He lifted his head and looked me 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 me completely this time, and the absence of him left me feeling cold and empty without him there to fill me up. He turned me around and faced me away from him. My hands landed on the mattress as I fell forward, and an instant later he was inside of me again, slamming against me.

In this position, he seemed to be reaching deeper than he usually did, and I savored every thrust. With my face buried in the mattress, I screamed and moaned even louder than before.

"Don't muffle them." He growled at me. "I want to hear every sound you make." My face burned when he said that, embarrassment washing over me.

"B..b..but A..A..Artem, it's e..em..embarrassing." 

"It is nothing to be ashamed of." He growled at me as he grabbed my arms just above the elbows. "It's beautiful and erotic, just like you are." He had pulled me up so that I was balanced on my knees only, my back was pressed against him as he thrusted into me over and over again. "I love the way you sing just for me." His voice was deeper than usual, and I felt the words vibrate through me.

"A..Artem." I barely got his name out as he slammed into me again.

"Astraia." He said my full first name as he pounded into me.

"Artemis." I moaned his name.

"Louder, my love. Sing louder for me like you were before." He started to thrust harder and harder. I felt like he was trying to become one with me; he was slamming into my body harder and harder, and it felt amazing.

"A..A..Art..Art..Artemis." I finally managed to scream his name louder like he wanted. 

After that, I let my moans and cries out without trying to hold them back. He seemed to enjoy it though, as he took me 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 me while I slept. So far, my honeymoon was going great.