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Challenge: Drabbletag 5 - hunting
Aphrodite loves to watch Artemis hunting. The way her slender body bends, the movement of the muscles showing beneath her tanned skin. The goddess of everything beautiful secretly follows Artemis' every move with an all seeing gaze, waits until the silvery eyes of the huntress narrow, the bow in her hand drawn and the victim without a chance.
When Aphrodite sees the victorious grin on those full lips, she wants nothing more than to kiss them, taste them and see if they feel just like she imagines.
She takes a deep breath and tries to be patient. Aphrodite knows that there will come a time Artemis will be hers. The huntress may be the virgin goddess, swore an oath to never lie with a man; but Aphrodite is no man. And she knows so many ways to give Artemis pleasures beyond her imagination. After all she is the goddess of love … and when it comes to this, she can turn into a hunter as well.
“Beware, my dearest prey,” Aphrodite whispers with a voice as smooth as the red velvet she’s sprawling on.
“The hunt is on.”