Authors: Melissa Kyeyune

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BOOK: A Greek God In Harlem

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His fingers caressed her inner thigh, it felt like satin to him. He sighed contentedly as he looked at his beautiful wife laying there before him, her cocoa brown skin inviting to the touch.

The museum lights were dim, giving an unintended romantic ambience. They were surrounded by statues, books and paintings at they made love in the semi lit building.

They didn't care. This museum was
theirs
. They had opened it. And they could damn well make love in the library if they wanted to.

Deep into the night, Percy was still inside Tanya when he cried out. Tanya held onto him as his body shook. She ran her hands over his back which was glistening with sweat, just like her whole body. She threw her head back at the orgasmic feeling.

She faintly heard him say, "I love you Tanya." As he came he held tightly onto her and they both looked into each other's eyes intently.

It's as if neither of them could believe love could feel so... good. How they perfectly fit with each other, physically, mentally and spiritually.

A few minutes later Percy rolled off Tanya and onto the carpet next to her. He exhaled deeply and blinked. His breathing slowed back to normal and he looked across at Tanya who grinning like a Cheshire cat.

This woman really did things for his ego. He pulled her closer to him and cupped her body with his. She laid her braided head on his strong arm and looked into his eyes. He kissed the tip of her nose and then her lips, which he lingered on for some time before staring at her as well. They didn't say anything for a while, both of them just relaxing in the comfortable silence.

"You're so beautiful, like a work of art." Percy finally said softly as he slowly ran his finger up Tanya's bare side. He couldn't believe how lucky he was she had forgiven him, taken him back and married him. Someone up there definitely loved him.

"Hotter than Andromeda?" she asked, egging him on mischievously. Percy grinned as he caressed her long brown leg.

"Way... way hotter. You're in the present, in the now. She isn't. " He said, his eyes transfixed on her shapely lips.

"Well... you're hotter than Perseus as well. You're both into the sistas though." She joked.

Percy kissed her softly on the mouth, "That's definitely true."

As they lay there looking at the famous 'Zeus' mural on their ceiling, Percy had one more thought, "Maybe I am a Greek god after all. I mean, when I'm with you I feel immortal and powerful."

Tanya stifled a laugh, "Okay that has to be the cheesiest thing you've said to me ever, not counting that long ass proposal speech at The Apollo."

Percy blushed, "Hey! I thought you loved it. All the other crying women did." Tanya knew he was right. It was the most romantic proposal ever and it definitely left its mark on all those who had heard it.

"You know what Percy, maybe I often don't show it, but I love you just the way you are. Now, if you can tell me again how I make you feel immortal... I can make you feel another way... again..."

She stared at him seductively. Percy smiled, he knew she loved the compliments,

"You make me feel immortal, princess."

That was all Tanya needed. She got on top of him once again.

"Hmmmphh..." Percy said as Tanya rolled her hips against his. She started to ride him slowly and rhythmically as he held her hands. He sat up and held Tanya against him tightly.

"You and Achilles make me feel immortal as well." Percy smiled at the reference to their son.

He moved Tanya's braids out of her face as she rode him faster and faster. They shared long wet kisses that lasted 'til morning.

As the sun rose up, Tanya caressed her husband's chest.

"Tanya?" Percy said gently.

"Hmm?"

"What if Greek gods
are
real and we just don't know it?"

Tanya chuckled, "Then they just got a hell of a view of my booty." Percy looked at Tanya shocked and amused. She stuck her tongue out at him and he smiled contentedly as she caught his lips once more.

If there were indeed Greek gods, they were definitely looking down and smiling.

After all, these two mere mortals certainly were.

THE END. (?!)

True Epilogue (Because Greek Gods always have the last say)

Zeus looked down from his throne and smiled. Queen Danae sat next to him, almost revived from her sickness.

"You think he'll be alright?" she asked as she watched Percy flying kites with his son Achilles, while Tanya sat on a park bench, laughing at their failed attempts to lift the kites.

Zeus looked at his wife and kissed her on the cheek,

"He's my son, of course he'll be alright. He has made his choice to be with a mortal, and to be one as well."

"I wonder if he will be strong enough... as a mortal. We're not possessing of powers like you are."

Zeus looked at his wife before saying softly,
"The strength of a man is not measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart. Percy's heart lies with Tanya, so she is his strength."

Queen Danae smiled, "That, my dear... is what I call a
godly
observation."

And with that, they both dipped their feet in the soft cloud they were sitting on, enjoying the sights of Earth- from New York to Paris to Timbuktu.

Please leave a review of this book online! Thank you! – Melissa K.

Work in progress by the same author (titles are subject to change):

IR:

A Waltz With Sergei

Pretty Young Things: Duncan and Donyelle

Non-IR:

The Christollyn Nakato Mysteries (fiction)

The
African Chessboard Series
Volume I: Non-Fictional Stories From The Ancient Kingdoms

To contact the author:

melissakyeyune@
yahoo
.com