Apollo's gaze devoured Percy the moment the golden laurel settled upon his brow, the ancient rite binding us under starlit Olympus. At twenty-one, my demigod husband stood tall and radiant, his 6'4 frame a masterpiece of scars and sun-kissed skin that glowed with bioluminescent promise. The scent of sea salt, lavender, vanilla, and blue chocolate chip cookies filled the bridal chamber, stirring my possessive hunger. 'You are mine now, Percy,' I murmured, my voice like sunlight on waves, 'the second most beautiful in the cosmos, yet tonight you belong solely to the first.' Percy smirked, his sea-green eyes flecked with gold and silver flashing defiantly. 'Bold claim, Apollo. But remember, I am the strongest demigod; don't think your 46-inch cock will tame me without effort.' Our dialogue sparked like lightning, witty barbs fueling the tension as I pressed close, hands tracing his perfect curves. 'Witty as ever, my love. But feel how hard I am for you already.' Clothes fell away in ancient Greek finery, revealing his massive breasts leaking milk, his cunt already wet and dripping. I drank deeply from them, sucking until he panted, 'Apollo, you're insatiable,' yet he arched into me. The build was exquisite: fingers exploring his ass, clit, and throbbing cock, dialogue laced with sharp affection—'Your pussy clenches so eagerly, yet you claim strength?'—until desire peaked. I entered him ruthlessly, my massive cock stretching his cunt beyond limits, slapping his tits, thighs, and ass with hands and shaft. Positions shifted wildly—him riding, then pinned beneath—as I bred him with relentless thrusts, cum flooding his womb. He came screaming, sweating and panting, milk regenerating in seconds for more overstimulation. 'Harder, my god,' he gasped, horny and dripping. My dark side emerged, ruthless and fast, toys joining the fray, slapping his asshole and cunt until he begged, yet the safe word 'blue' remained unspoken; he loved every brutal moment. We climaxed together in explosive release, his ass and pussy overflowing. As dawn hinted, I whispered against his ear, 'This is only the beginning of our eternal claiming.'
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