Finishing his speech, he pulled a ring out of his pocket andheld it up to her finger, preparing to slip it on.
“Oh, Wheaton…yes. Yes!” Helping him slide the ring on herfinger, Poppy leaned down to kiss him while he was on his knees. They continuedto kiss as their friends cheered. The steady rumble in his chest indicated thatthey needed to stop before things got out of hand. When they parted, everyonecame forward to hug Poppy and exchange slaps on the back between the men.
Wheaton kept a tight grip on Poppy’s hand as they walkedback to their original apartment. Poppy yawned when they reached their door.
“I know I slept for a while but I can’t seem to stay awake.”
“You have had a very busy day,” Wheaton pointed out as theywalked into their rooms.
Poppy kicked off her shoes and raced toward the bedroom. Shetossed a sassy grin at Wheaton over her shoulder and said, “But I’m never tootired to have some attention from a particular warrior.” She giggled when shewas lifted and bounced in his arms. “So, you and Hannah dissolved your trialperiod?” Kissing his neck, she felt him nod.
“Why didn’t you tell me that’s what you were doing thismorning?” she asked.
She caught him smiling.
“We wanted to surprise both you and Behyr.” With a grimlook, he added, “If I had known what Demascus had planned, then we would havedone things differently.”
“Hey now, don’t think like that. I’m safe and the baby issafe. There’s no point in thinking of how we could have changed things.”Tapping her finger against his chin, she caught her breath when Wheaton nippedher fingers.
“I want you undressed,” Wheaton muttered, his voice nowgruff with need. Leaning forward for a quick, hard kiss before he set her onher feet, he whispered against her lips, “Right now.”
“Ditto.” Poppy had already started tugging her shirt overher head the minute her toes touched the floor. Wiggling out of her pants,Poppy glanced up to find a nearly naked Wheaton. She smiled.
“What?” Wheaton said, catching her grin.
“Nothing. I just like looking at you.”
“I love you looking at me. I love looking at you also,” hereplied with a smile. Slowly advancing on her, he reached for her hips andtugged her nude body to his own. With his chest rumbling softly, he leaned downand rubbed it against her hardened nipples.
Poppy tipped her head back and let out a groan. “I love thefeel of your body too.”
Wheaton bent his knees to grip her ass to lift her up. Poppywrapped her legs around his waist and swayed forward to nip at his chest.
“Biting now, are we?” he mused. He nibbled at the spot whereher shoulder met her neck.
Wheaton turned so her back was to the bed and walked untilhis legs touched the edge. Laying her down, he stretched out on top of her.
“I want to hold you close for a moment. No clothes. Notalking. Just us,” he said while staring into her eyes.
Poppy reached her hand up to trace the area around his greeneyes and smiled into his serious face.
“This is a good place, isn’t it?” Poppy asked.
Taking her hand in his own, he kissed her knuckles. “It’sthe perfect place.”
After a few moments of silence, Wheaton reached for hermouth with his own. Kissing had never been such a turn-on before. Deep andintense, she felt invigorated and yet out of breath while time seemed to standstill. Long, drugging kisses soon made her squirm under his strong, hard body.Running her hands down his back, she let her nails drag against his skin and wasrewarded when he pushed even harder into her body. Wheaton shifted his weightso he settled into the cradle of her body and Poppy felt her legs openhelplessly against him. Her body seemed to be on fire and the only thing he haddone so far was kiss her.
He ran the tip of his tongue from her collarbone to hernipples, circling each in turn before he gave a hard suck to the tips. Bringingone hand to her chest, he squeezed and plumped each breast that he wasn’tworshiping with his mouth. Once her nipples were almost too sore to get anymore attention, Wheaton moved even farther down her body.
At her stomach, he stopped and scattered kisses over thearea housing his baby. Seeing his eyes water with tears, she reached down tohis face and cradled his cheek.
“I love you,” Poppy couldn’t help but whisper again.
Clearing his throat, he took a moment to calm his emotions.“I love you. Both of you.” Wheaton kissed her stomach before moving lower. Wideningher legs with his shoulders, he raised them until they were hooked over hisshoulders. With her legs draped over his back, he began nosing into her folds.Poppy’s head dropped back to the pillow. His tongue and teeth teased her netherlips before swiping at her fully.
Wheaton adjusted himself to bring his arms up around herlegs. He managed to hold them wide enough to make a meal out of her. Pantingand twisting on the sheets, Poppy couldn’t seem to stop her body fromsimultaneously fighting and reveling in what Wheaton was doing. Her wonderfulwarrior was giving her no chance to catch her breath or move away from hismouth. His taking turns sucking and giving pointed licks straight to her clithad her panting. Getting to the point where she was sure she was going to pophis head off with her legs, she realized she needed to loosen not only the gripshe had on his hair, but also her legs.
When he moved a finger to her opening to circle the entrancethat had been treated to a tongue bath, she gripped the silky strands of hishair even harder. So what if she plucked him bald? She couldn’t help herself.
When the telltale tremors started in her belly and moved tothe rest of her limbs, she heard a voice she recognized as her own shout out.Not the standard “Oh god” or even Wheaton’s name, she instead went with the“oooooooohhhh” that was all her brain could think to form as she was taken overwith chills.
As Wheaton gave one final lick to her now too-sensitive
