Hi Everyone! Thank you for your patience with this update. Last week I was incredibly sick and was unable to do anything let alone write. As a thank you heres a pure smut chapter for your reading pleasure. I promise to have another update that furthers the story to you guys soon. In the meantime please let me know what you think! Looking forward to hearing from you and please don't forget to review!

Two weeks earlier…

18 minutes until 7 o'clock. Only 18 minutes until it was Hope's bed time and I could put her down to rest for the night. 18 minutes until Peeta and I could excuse ourselves from dinner and finally have mind blowing, earth shattering, crazy sex again.

I sat at dinner trying to keep my breathing normal. Peeta was talking animatedly to Finnick from across the table while his fingers secretly circled my clit under the table. It had been 42 long, sexually tense days since Peeta had last fucked me. Not to say we hadn't made love, because we had. It had just been over six weeks since we had real sex and that's what I wanted after six weeks of no penetration. I wanted to be fucked long and hard by the man sitting next to me. His blonde curls tossed and his stunning blue eyes, dark and dangerous, as he talked dirty to me.

Sure we had "fooled around" some, made love even, but the doctor had given us strict orders before I left the hospital that we could cause severe damage if we took up an active sex life too soon after natural child birth. So we were "chaste," well chaste for us at least. The first few weeks of nothing but oral sex and heavy petting were still blissful, but after the first week I missed having him inside me. I had even confronted Annie on a few occasions to try to see if, as a wife, mother and nurse, she would be more lenient then my doctor had been.

"You're sure I need to wait the full six weeks? Positive?"

Annie laughed out loud. "Kat, believe me I get it. I've been there, and if what I hear from Rue is even close to the truth this is probably a huge challenge for both of you, but I'm serious, you can really hurt yourself. It's not in any of our best interests to go back to the hospital because you guys can't keep it in your pants for a few more weeks."

I grumbled to myself as I walked away. You'd think that after the hundreds of thousands of years women have been doing this they would have at least figured out how to make that area heal faster.

The wait was finally over and it was clear from Peeta's promiscuous touch that he was well aware of that fact. I stifled a moan with a large burst of air when he put direct pressure on my clit. No one seemed to notice as the girls giggled at some little joke Annie had just told. When she caught my eye I could tell she knew what was on my mind and I quickly looked away.

Annie had given me a small follow up exam earlier this afternoon in the infirmary while little Finn took his nap and Peeta and the boys worked in the community. When Annie told me I was completely healed I bit my lip to keep from shouting out my happiness.

"We'll take Hope for the night for you guys if you'd like."

Annie had offered after she finished the exam and told me I could get dressed. I caught her off guard with a hug so strong that we both almost toppled over.

11 minutes… and Peeta's fingers were showing no signs of slowing their motions in my underwear. I brought my water glass to my mouth as I pretended to listen avidly to the table conversation.

"What do you think about that, Katniss?" Thresh asked me.

I had no idea what they had been talking about and Peeta decided to choose that exact moment to stick his finger inside me.

I took a sip of water trying to stifle a moan and pretend like I hadn't heard Thresh's question. It had clearly not worked well enough because Thresh not only waited for a reply but shot me a strange look before he continued the conversation with Damien.

This was the first time Peeta had ever played with me in front of our friends. I had to admit that the secrecy of it was a turn on I hadn't expected. Peeta inserted a second finger and curled the two of them against me. I bit the inside of my lip so hard to keep from crying out that I drew blood.

I needed to get back to our room, otherwise I was going to be climaxing at the table. 9 minutes… Nine minutes was good enough for me. Just as I was about to get up Peeta leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"You have such a wet, sweet pussy, my little wife. Your walls are milking my fingers so hungrily. I can't wait until it's finally my dick." He finished his sentence by rubbing his thumb over my clit in tandem to his finger fucking. The intense pleasure ripped through me and I gripped his upper thigh hard as I came.

He removed his fingers and said to me in a husky voice, "Now, why don't you quietly excuse yourself and wait for me to come fuck you in a few minutes." He said it as if he was telling me some private joke, and I was shocked to see that no one at the table had noticed what just happened.

All I could manage was a nod, as my breathing was too heavy and made it hard to speak. I had just had an orgasm at the kitchen table in front of my entire group of family and friends and I was already turned on and ready to go again. I could see the smug look on Peeta's face and decided to leave him with a parting gift.

Just before I stood up from the table I grabbed the bulge in Peeta's pants and cupped it, squeezing gently. "I'm not feeling too well, please excuse me," I said to the group without letting on how affected I was. As I turned I was able to catch the look of shock and arousal on Peeta's face. I barely acknowledged everyone's wishes to feel better as I sauntered off.

"Poor Kat, she was kind of out of it tonight, you could tell," Thresh said to Finnick. I listened as I heard a chair scrape on the floor.

"Yeah, I should go check on her," I heard Peeta say clumsily as he got up. "Annie, do you mind watching Hope for a few minutes?"

"Of course, Peeta, you go make sure Katniss is feeling better. I'll feed Hope and put her to bed," Annie replied quickly. I stifled a laugh as I thought about how Peeta's face must look to have Annie take care of Hope for the night. I hadn't had a chance to tell him that she had offered.

When he rounded the corner into the hall I didn't have time to think before he grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. His body was flush with mine and his arms trapped me where I stood. The moment was charged with a sexual tension I hadn't felt since before the baby, and I found myself desperate to get closer to him. Peeta's large hands cupped my ass and lifted me against him so that I could feel his need for me through our clothing.

His arms lifted me and I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist as I let his body act as an anchor for mine. "I've missed this so much. I hope you're not planning on sleeping tonight, Mrs. Mellark, because I have a lot of pent up energy stored for you," Peeta breathed against my mouth.

I let out a small whimper as his lips found my throat. I felt us moving but was too overcome with sexual need to pay much attention to where we were going. I heard a door open and my back immediately press against a wall again, knocking something to the floor. I opened my eyes enough to see that we were not in our bedroom as I had expected, but in the storage closet in the hall.

"What..?" I questioned although it came out more as a moan.

"I can't wait long enough to get to our room before I get inside you. I need you right now," Peeta said as he bit down on my ear. I couldn't contain the sharp moan the combination of his words and his touch elicited from me. We frantically fumbled for the fastenings on his pants, working quickly to free him. Without releasing me from his hold Peeta tore at my clothes until he managed to remove enough layers to plunge deep inside me.

The sweet friction of finally being rejoined with him was so strong that tears flooded my eyes. "Holy shit, Kat, you feel amazing." He moaned as his hands grasped my hips even harder. He began to pound into me with an intensity that had me crying his name. He covered my mouth with his to stifle my shouts of ecstasy but didn't slow his pace. Every thick, sweet glide of him into my aching center brought me closer to the shattering climax I knew awaited me. Higher and higher I climbed as random possessions began to fall on us from his heavy thrusting against the shelf wall.

"Peeta, please. Oh god, please..." I was shaking with the need for release and had succumbed to begging him for the euphoria only he could give me. In response he pinched my nipple hard and the pleasure pain pushed me over the edge into oblivion. My entire body stiffened and my center contracted around his hard cock but Peeta continued to push into me, drawing out every last moment of my release. With one final thrust he began to shake with the force of his own release, his hands grasping me so firmly that I knew I would have bruises in the morning.

When we both recovered enough to look at one another I could see the hunger still ever present in his eyes. "Did I hurt you?" he said without breaking eye contact. I bent my head down to kiss him. "Definitely not. I would say hurt is the exact opposite of what you just managed."

"Thank god, because there is no way I am going to be able to get enough of you tonight," he said, returning my earlier kiss. The shift in his body made it clear that he was ready to go again so soon after our coupling.

"Well then what are you waiting for, Mr. Mellark?" I purred close to his ear.

"We have a little problem," he said, looking down at my naked body joined with his. "The closet seemed like a great solution earlier, but considering the fact that we live with over a half a dozen other people and I literally just ripped your clothes off I am trying to think of a creative way to get you to our room without everyone knowing what we were just up to."

He had a point. I looked around the dim closet and noticed a throw that had fallen off one of the shelves. "Well, it's not going to keep anyone from knowing what we were up to, but if we move fast we may be able to avoid any questioning," I said as I gestured to the discarded blanket.

"Well then, I guess we better move fast," Peeta replied, picking up the throw and tossing it around me.

My body buzzed from the unbelievable stimulation I had experienced over the past eight hours with Peeta. With great effort I moved my head enough so I could see Peeta out of the corner of my eye. His muscular body shone with the sweat of our love making and his blonde hair was pressed against his forehead after hours of exertion.

"I know it's been awhile, but I swear we have never done that before," I said hoarsely, my voice almost gone from the countless screaming orgasms I had experienced throughout the night. Peeta had placed me in various unique positions that had me crying out over and over while he resisted orgasm.

"It's called Tantra or Tantric sex. I had been going through some old texts and articles on the monitor on the nights that I had trouble sleeping and came across it. The practice was established almost a thousand years ago to bring two partners closer together sexually and spiritually. I was fascinated by it and continued to learn more during our wait," he explained, almost just as breathless and hoarse as I was.

"It's amazing. How did you... How did you hold out so long?" I whispered, my breathing still harsh.

"It wasn't easy, and I can't promise I can do that every time. It took a lot of concentration and control, that's for sure. But it was worth it to watch you come for me over and over like that….and I have to admit the end was…unbelievable.. like nothing I have ever experienced," he admitted, as his fingers caressed the palm of my hand. The light touch was soothing and expressed the perfection of the moment as we laid together in bliss. "And that's something, considering I thought making love with you couldn't get any better."

He brought his arm slowly around me and pulled my body closer to his. His fingers caressed my back as we laid idly against each other. I felt the heaviness in my lids and realized we had stayed up all night having wild, tantric sex. Of all the daydreams and fantasies I had had about this night over the past month and a half, tonight they had been exceeded. As I drifted off into sleep I heard Peeta whisper in my ear, "Sleep now, love, so tomorrow I can teach you some more new things."