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The warm rays of the sun fell on my face. I hadn't slept for a while, but I didn't dare open my eyes, enjoying these peaceful moments.
I could feel the warm breath of my wife, who was quietly snoring on my chest. Her beautiful red curls were everywhere. I caught myself thinking again that this was the most beautiful hair I had ever seen, and that no one else had such a perfect wine-colored shade except Poppy.
Poppy.
My beloved wife.
My heartmate.
My everything.
If someone had told me a few decades ago that I would marry a woman who grew up in the Kingdom of Solis, among the Ascended, I would have laughed in their face and gone to a brothel to find moments of pleasure and orgasm.
These memories of my past life, my life before her, left a bitter taste in my mouth. Of course, it's part of my life, but it's the part I want to forget forever and leave in my heart the moments spent with my family.
I opened my eyes and was greeted by a weekend morning and our bedroom lit by warm light.
Our rooms in Evaemon.
Our castle.
Our home.
Although the war had long since ended and peace had finally come to the world, I still didn't have enough time to show her all the beauty of my homeland. After all, the fate of two kingdoms, as well as new powers and status, rested on our shoulders. It was too much, and we both needed time to get used to it all and learn to live in a new way. But that doesn't scare me, because now we have all eternity for that.
I heard my beautiful wife mumble something in her sleep and snuggle up even closer to me, although I didn't understand how much closer she could get, because her naked body was almost completely lying on top of me. It looked funny because we only took up a third of the huge bed in our royal chambers.
Poppy always tried to be as close to me as possible in her sleep, and I didn't mind, on the contrary, I want to hold my beloved in my arms forever. Even though it's been quite a while since I was held captive by that bitch, Poppy and I still wake up in the middle of the night from nightmares. I dream about Poppy suffering instead of me, and I can't do anything about it. And Poppy dreams about me having to go through it all again. I'm glad that these nightmares have become much less frequent compared to a few years ago. Now we are surrounded by people we love, and nothing threatens us.
Today we decided to take a day off, and I wouldn't mind spending the whole day lounging in bed and enjoying time with my wife, but I suspect she will drag me downtown for breakfast or horseback riding somewhere near the sea. We would love to take Kieran with us, but he has gone to visit his family. His little sister is already 5 years old.
How quickly time flies, I thought.
Not long ago, Kirha was pregnant, and I was just beginning to discover how incredible my wife is. It turns out that so much time has passed since then.
Poppy moaned softly and slowly opened her beautiful, divine eyes. She rested her chin on my chest and looked straight into my eyes. I smiled gently at her. "Good morning, beautiful," she just smiled shyly back at me and her cheeks turned red.
I just loved how she could be both this shy girl and the liberated woman she became after taking off her Maden clothes.
"Were you staring at me again while I was sleeping?" Poppy asked discontentedly, but there was still a smile on her face.
"My Queen, don't you understand yet that I will always watch you sleep?"
"That sounds strange, Cas."
Cas.
I don't think I'll ever get used to her calling me that. Deep down, I will always be Hawke Flynn, her guard who swore to protect her. So many years have passed since we first met, and I still can't believe that such a woman is mine, and I am hers.
Every time she comes out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, I hold my breath at her beauty, those red curls, silver eyes, and full lips. And when I feel the soft curves of her body lean against my firm body at night in search of an embrace and warmth, I feel like my heart will burst with emotion.
"Maybe, but you like it," I said, looking straight into her beautiful eyes.
"You're wrong, who could possibly like being stared at?" my Queen protested indignantly.
"You do," I teased her and paid for my jokes.
A second later, my beautiful naked Poppy was already sitting on top of me, pressing her perfect ass right against my cock, which had already begun to harden from Poppy's touch. She grabbed my hands and held them behind my head, preventing me from moving. How I love it when she dominates me. Even though I know I wouldn't need to use much strength to get out of her grip, I let her dominate me, showing her strength and power.
"Cas, don't piss me off first thing in the morning," Poppy tried to sound threatening, but the smile on her face ruined her plan.
"You're so cute when you're angry." Poppy leaned her head toward me, and I felt her warm breath right against my lips, and it was that movement that broke me loose, and I flipped her over without using much force.
I pulled her close and positioned myself between her lush thighs. Now my hands were holding her wrists above her head, and I buried myself in her plump lips, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, running it over her fangs. She immediately responded to my kiss, moaning with pleasure. That sound made me lose all the restraint I had, and, clasping her wrists in one hand, I moved the other to her full breasts. I squeezed her breast, and Poppy arched her back, bringing her tits closer to me, as if begging me to caress them.
I break the kiss and admire my wife, who is lying beneath me, begging for my touch. Fuck, this is better than any aphrodisiac.
"You're so damn beautiful, Poppy," her cheeks flush, and she tries to turn away in embarrassment, but I don't let her and move the hand that was just squeezing her breast to her cheek, turning her toward me.
"Don't be embarrassed, you should know that you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
"Cas, I love you."
"I love you, my queen." I let go of her wrists, and Poppy wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a sweet kiss. I gently lowered myself onto her and rested my chin on her chest so I could look straight into her eyes. Poppy’s thighs was still holding me tight.
"Today is our day off, a day just for us. I think spending the day in bed isn't such a bad idea." She stroked my cheek, and I pressed myself against her caress like a cat.
"We have a lot to do, we wanted to go into town for a walk. And maybe meet Millie and Malik, have breakfast together." I sighed deeply because I really didn't want to leave the bed where I could have sex with my wife and instead go into town to meet my brother and his heartmate.
Our relationship had improved, but that was only thanks to Poppy and her kind heart, which had found a way to reach out to her sister and my brother, although I will probably never forget what he did to her. Poppy must have sensed my discontent and irritation, because she then said: "But if you're a good boy, we'll go to your favorite store and buy something for me to wear for you tonight."
By my favorite store, she meant the lingerie store that sold very revealing sets, and when Poppy bought one during a walk with Millie, we became regular customers there.
I want to rip the silk fabric right off Poppy's luxurious body and then show her how much I liked the set.
"If we go now, you'll be all mine tonight."
"I'm already yours, Cas." I reached for her again and kissed her, hot and passionate, just the way I know she likes it. We hugged and kissed until it was time to get up and take a shower. Even in the shower, I couldn't leave my wife alone and decided to make sure Poppy washed every inch of herself, which she didn't mind.
We got ready and went for a walk. I had my arm around her waist, and Poppy snuggled up to me. Our people smiled at us, and I felt like the happiest man in the world.
"I love you, Poppy."
"Always?"
"Forever."