how much playing with her in this way meant.
She was everything.
And I would never stop being humbled and awed that she loved me back.
“You’re looking at me that way again.”
“What way?” I cocked my head.
“The way that makes me think you’re contemplating how to cut your heart from your chest to hand it to me.”
“My heart belongs to yer.”
“And mine to you.” She kissed me sweetly. “Always.”
I shivered and rocked into her, keeping us joined. “I’ll hold yer to that.”
“Good.” Wriggling a little under my weight, she sighed contentedly and looked down at her naked chest. “Good job I don’t have to return to my carriage in shame. My dress is in pieces.”
“Yer breasts are too pretty to hide.”
“Do you want other men to stare at me?”
“Computer coded men, I’m fine with. I thoroughly enjoyed our audience fantasy last week. However, anyone real? No fuckin’ way.”
She laughed softly. “That Scottish accent you have going on is making me want you again.”
“Oh, yeah?” I raised an eyebrow, withdrawing a little only to plunge back into her. “How much?”
“Enough to do this.” Bringing her knee up, she successfully dislodged me, unlinking us with a wince and a wet glide. Before I could compute that I was no longer inside her, she rolled to her hands and knees, shoved away her broken dress, and bolted from the ruin and into the woods wearing only sheer white stockings and a garter belt.
And wasn’t that the best view in the world? My wife’s perfect ass running away from me.
She wanted me to chase, to catch, to fuck.
It will be my fucking pleasure.
Pushing to my feet, I shoved off my kilt and ran after her.
Chapter Two
“GOOD MORNING, YOU TWO.”
I looked up, peering through my sunglasses where Sully and I sat on the terrace at Divinity Dining. Now that no guests stayed on Goddess Isles, the restaurant hub of the island had become a central location for breakfast for me, Sully, Jess, and Cal.
I grinned as Jess ducked to kiss my cheek before slipping into the chair beside me.
“Good morning to you,” I said. “You look chirpy this morning.”
Cal rolled his eyes as he nodded at Sully. “She’s chirpy every morning. It’s like being married to a perky chipmunk.”
Jess threw a napkin at him. “It’s better than being married to a grumpy walrus.”
“Walrus?” Cal raised his eyebrows as he cupped his smooth-shaven jaw. “No whiskers.” He pinched his trim waist. “No blubber.” He scowled. “Use an analogy that works, little chipmunk.”
“He’s just a grumpy git.” Sully smirked. “He’s sulking because he knows we’re leaving tomorrow, and he’s waiting for an invitation.”
A squawk sounded, followed by the flurry of emerald feathers. Pika landed face first in the grape bowl, while Skittles descended elegantly, perching on the rim of a dish holding freshly cut dragon fruit.
I grinned, tickling Skittles under the chin while Sully grabbed a grape and bit it in half so Pika could nibble at it.
“Good morning, tiny parrot,” I cooed. “Did you sleep well?”
Skittles fluffed up, cocking her head so I could scratch her favourite spot under her left cheek. She looked drowsy in the morning sun, and Pika looked more chaotic than usual, wobbling a little as he attacked his breakfast.
“Pika’s drunk, which means they’ve been in the hibiscus blooms.” Sully smiled, his five o’clock shadow, handsome jaw, and gorgeous blue eyes making my heart skip a beat. “I’m guessing they didn’t sleep but have been gorging themselves all night.”
“And I don’t think they were the only ones who didn’t sleep much last night,” Jess piped up.
My eyes shot to hers as I dropped my hand from cuddling Skittles. “Okay, out with it. Cal’s right. You’re like an annoying chipmunk the way you’re smirking at me. I swear you have nuts stashed in your cheeks.” I grinned as Jess burst out laughing.
“Not nuts. Just...information.”
“What information?”
“About what you two dirty lovers got up to last night.”
I smirked, fluttering my eyelashes. “I have no idea what you mean. You live on the opposite side of the island. There’s no way you know what we got up to.”
“Oh, I have my ways.” She giggled. Leaning closer, loud enough so Cal and Sully heard on the other side of the table, she said, “Cal and I enjoyed a little Euphoria time of our own last night.”
Cal groaned as if he was used to our oversharing but still kinda shy.
“Oh, you did, did you?” I laughed. It wasn’t new to discuss what fantasies we all indulged in. Jess and I