Percy/artemis Ao3 Novels & Stories

She had paced back and forth earlier, but now her tension had dissolved into a motionless, simmering fury. "I don't believe he did that," Artemis breathed softly, her voice trembling. "Ace erased all of my memories of him—of us. All those times, lost like they never existed." Her hand was clenched around the bedsheet. "Is it possible for a person to demolish love like that and remain a leader?"

He pushes me back till I am lying on the bed, never breaking the kiss. I feel my back hit the mattress, I’m just as lost in the kiss as Ares is. I dig my nails into his shoulders as he starts slowly rubbing his still fully clothed cock up and down my pussy. The pressure of what he is doing and the pleasure it gives is amazing and is driving me crazy. Artemis was going crazy inside my head. She was so excited to finally be fully mated to her mates. She hasn’t shut up about Loki and Hades since we met the twins. As Ares is still kissing me, his hands slide up my body, slowly taking my singlet top with it. As he reaches the top of my breasts with my singlet, he pulls away from our kiss and rips

Scorpio shrieked as the light burned through his armor. The world vanished in brilliance. When the light faded, the desert was silent. Glass cracked underfoot. Leo and Scorpio lay shattered, their forms dissolving into scorched sand. Pelin exhaled and leaned into me. “Please tell me that worked.” I laughed weakly. “I think they fell for it.” Above us, Artemis clapped slowly, her smile sharp and delighted. “Oh, how beautiful,” she purred. “You never do fail to surprise me.” I tightened my grip on Pelin’s hand.

“Artemis…” . #TBC

One year. Three hundred and sixty-five days of having Arete as my charge. One year of stolen conversations in the Pegasus tavern with Saea, her acidic humor smoothing some of the roughness from each day. One year of stolen moments with Arete herself, slipping into dark corners to press desperately shut mouths together, hands grasping clothing and skin until hers was all I could see or feel, and my life as Keeper to House Ares didn’t seem quite so empty. It hadn’t been enough.

Arte sighed in response, her eyes involuntarily rolling. For a while, they all chatted and had fun. Arte even had a mini fridge in the room and told them to help themselves to snacks and drinks. Angelica came running over and threw herself at Arte dramatically "Arte, are you really sure I can't marry you when I'm older?" Her little eyes were pleading with so much affection for Artemis, her idol.

Caroline glared at him for abusing him in front of Artin. “I mean that female dog.” Artemis corrected himself. “Female dog is called BITCH, Papa,” Artin said innocently, to which Artemis gave a scared look, scared of his mate. ‘I’m so dead. Leave from here quickly, or this witch will eat you alive.’ “I.. I know, son.” Artemis mumbled. “I heard it; what did you just think? Sit here. Artin’s conversation is not ended yet.” Caroline said before speaking through the mind link. ‘And then I will eat you.’

That holier- than-thou attitude of hers that crumbles the moment I say something dirty enough to get her soaked. I bet she’d cry if I kissed her, scream if I slide one finger into her tight wet pussy. Yes, I want to see that face she’d make when I ruin her untouched body. My cock only grows harder and I pushed forward relentlessly, focusing on my thoughts, sinking deeper into my imagination while a new fiery desire takes over my thoughts. I slip up, just barely mumbling a name. “Artemis!” And the connection breaks. I quickly remember where I am and who’s underneath me, my girlfriend and mate, Kamila.

Arthur placed his sword in its sheath “Whatever the case may be, he will start showing signs any day now. I can’t wait to see what he can actually do, once his body attunes to the natural laws of the universe.” “Well it wasn’t easy setting up that ruse to glitch the randomizer. By the way, you talk about him almost as if he might be stronger than you,” Merlin taunted with a smirk. “He’s half a millenia too young to be able to stand against me. Do me a favor and have Myrddin give my father the report. On that note, I’m going to head to bed as well. Good luck in your matches, Merlin.” “Good luck to those who have to deal with me.”

She dominates my mouth, all tongue and teeth, and I groan into her, holding her as tightly as possible. When we pull away, stunned silence greets us, particularly from the Blue Crescent Pack. But I pay them no mind. I pull her hand up to mine, kissing it, then biting her finger with a playful smirk on my face. “I’m Devin Laoch. Gamma of the Artemis Pack.” “Arya Vegter,” she says, a lilting accent making her voice like a song. “Delta of the Blue Crescent Pack.” Her eyes darken when I bite her finger and I can smell her arousal in the air.