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Eighteen
Eoghan
She moanedas I thrust into her, and as the sound washed over me, I grunted, then reached behind me on the nightstand for the two boxes I had there.
Dazed eyes stared up at me as she recognized I wasn’t moving anymore, and she whispered, “Eoghan?”
“Hush, I have a present for you.”
“Your dick is all I want right now,” she muttered thickly, her heels digging into my butt, trying to urge me on, and while I was really fucking tempted, I leaned down and sucked on her throat for a second before I nipped it in warning.
“Patience,” I grumbled. She was cock hungry pretty much every day, and no way was I about to complain on that score. She had me harder than a pike with more boners than when I’d been a fucking teenager, and again…no complaints.
Especially when we were alone, in this hotel, in the middle of the Irish wilderness, with no fucking war to worry about, and my family about five thousand miles away.
“I have your birthday present.”
She blinked up at me again, her eyes even more dazed than before. “Huh? My birthday was eight months ago.”
“Yeah, well, good things come to those who wait,” I mumbled, finding it incredible that she’d been my wife for eight months. How had so much time passed? And how the fuck did I crave her more each day?
A laugh escaped her, and her hand moved up to cup my cheek. “You’re blushing.”
Well, I couldn’t believe it’d taken me this long to, A, get us on a real honeymoon, B, get her a birthday present, and C, finally fulfill one of my promises to her. At least, part of a promise.
“First one.” I shoved the box at her. She opened it with a gleam in her eyes that told me she was excited, and when she stared at the little dangling ropes forged in gold, I sensed her confusion.
“What are they?”
“Diamonds?” I teased, laughing when she wrinkled her nose at me.
“I mean, I know that, but…where do they go?”
“Clever girl for realizing they’re not earrings.” I surged up, my dick pushing into her harder, making us both grunt, even as I leaned on one elbow and pinched her nipple with my other hand. Though she squealed, it was more of a token squeal, one that was founded in surprise more than anything else. “Here.”
She blinked. “Nipple rings?”
I grinned at her. “I want you to wear them now and for dinner tonight.”
A snort escaped her, but she nodded eagerly. “Put them on?”
My little love, so willing to be corrupted.
I sighed, unable to stop myself from bending down again and pressing a kiss to her lips. “Inessa?”
She hummed.
“I love you.”
Her smile was everything.
It wasn’t the first time I’d told her that, nor would it be the last, but every time I said it, she looked at me like it was.
“I love you too, Eoghan,” she whispered, reaching up and running her fingers through my hair. Her smile appeared again. “I remember when you told me that the first time.”
I did too, but I teased, “When?”
“At Amaryllis’s wedding.”
