Man of Honor (Passion in Paradise Book 4) (68 page)

“She wasn’t
that
bad,”
Honor chuckled, as Zeke spun her on the dance floor.

“Babe, there is a
really faint line between forceful and fanatical and it usually involves some
kind of medication.   I’m thinkin’ we need to get Harmony a prescription.”

Honor was still
laughing when she spotted a slack-jawed Maggie slumped against the wall of the
barn.  “Zeke, look!” she nodded toward the titan-haired woman. 

Turning his head,
Zeke took Honor’s hand as he led her off the dance floor toward Maggie.  Waving
at Ice and pointing at Maggie, Zeke saw his brother freeze as his eyes settled
on the forlorn looking woman.  “Margaret?” Zeke called, spotting the phone at
Maggie’s feet.

Frowning when Mags
didn’t respond, Honor moved to her side.  “Maggie, what’s wrong?” she asked as
Ice joined them.

“C’mon, Red.  Say
something.  Your leg hurting?” Ice questioned sharply.

“My… my niece just
called me,” she replied numbly as Abel and Patience joined their group huddled
against the wall.

“Your niece?  I
didn’t even know you had a niece,” Honor replied, glancing at Patience and
seeing her shake her head. 

“Neither did I.  She
called to tell me that the plane my brother and his wife were on crashed into
the Pacific off the coast of California.  They’re both dead,” Maggie shared
tonelessly, staring into space.  “My bastard of a brother is finally dead.”

“Hardison is dead?”
Abel breathed, shocked.

Maggie nodded.  “I
need air,” she announced, straightening and weaving on her feet as she tried to
take a step away from the wall. 

Quickly grabbing an
empty folding chair, Ice took Maggie’s arm.  “No.  You need to sit your ass
down before you fall down.”

Jerking her arm from
his grip, Maggie shook her head.  “No!  I’ve…I need to book a flight to San
Francisco.”

“Wait a sec,” Honor
said.  “Why would you go out there?  You hated your brother, Maggie.” 

“Yeah,” Maggie
grunted.  “I did.  He was every bit as abusive as my father, just in a
different way, but he left me something I can’t ignore.”

“What?” Ice barked.

Maggie slowly looked
up at him.  “Two nieces and a nephew,” she whispered as she buried her face in
her hands.

Leaning heavily against
Zeke, Honor sighed as Patience wrapped Maggie in her arms.  Looking up at him,
she shook her head.  “Life is never boring in Paradise, is it?”

~~~***~~~

The McKinnon
Family Home – 11:00 pm

Zeke

Shucking his pants as
he heard the water turn off in the bathroom, Zeke pulled back the covers to the
bed he and Honor had been sharing for the past several months.  They’d leave
for their honeymoon tomorrow afternoon, but for tonight, they’d both decided
that they wanted to sleep in a familiar bed for the first night of their
marriage.

Hearing the bathroom
door open, Zeke turned and groaned as he got a look at his Honor.  “Christ,
you’re beautiful,” he breathed as she came toward him, her short lacy peignoir
floating around her thighs.  Licking his lips as she neared, he had to remind
himself not to fall on her like some slobbering adolescent.

This was his wife.

They had the rest of
their lives to fuck like bunnies; tonight was all about slow, meaningful
lovemaking. 

Offering him a tiny
smile, Honor blushed.  “You like it?” she asked, holding her bare arms out at
her sides as she spun around for him to see the full effect. “It was Patience’s
gift at my bridal shower last week.”

“Remind me to offer
your sister my babysitting services after we get back from our honeymoon,” he
murmured, eying how the lace cups of her nightie lifted her already swollen
breasts.  “These are already getting bigger,” he noted out loud as he trailed
his fingertips over her cleavage.  “I can’t wait to watch you nurse our baby,
Honor,” he breathed as he dropped his hand to the barely detectable baby bump
at her stomach.

“Me either,” Honor
breathed, moving into his arms.  “I’m so happy, Zeke, but I feel a little
guilty for it considering the news poor Maggie got tonight,” she murmured into
his bare chest as he closed his arms around him.

“Baby, we worked hard
to get our happy ending.  There’s nothing wrong with enjoying it.  Maggie’s
gonna be okay.  By now, Ice has her on the flight to San Francisco and he’ll
help her get sorted when they get there.”

“I still can’t
believe he went with her.  The way those two bicker, it’ll be a miracle if an
air marshal doesn’t end up having to referee a fight.  I still think Abel would
have been the better choice to go with her.”

“Abel has three small
children at home, and Patience needs all the help she can get.  Ice will check
his verbal punches until Maggie’s in fighting form, I promise.  He cares about
her, you know.”

Honor snorted. 

“Seriously, baby… he
cares for that woman far more than he lets on.  Why do you think he’s been
hounding her so much?”

“Fun?” Honor
suggested.

Zeke laughed as his
arms tightened.  “Well, there’s that, but it’s also because she scared the shit
out of him when she got shot.  I think he realized that he might have lost her
before he ever really had her.  It’s fucked with him.”

“I hope you’re right,
Zeke,” Honor replied as she rubbed her cheek against his warm chest.

“I am,” he declared a
certainty born from experience.  “Now, as much as I love all our family, I’d
rather concentrate on us tonight.  Think you can help me with that?” he asked,
pressing his lips to the top of her head as he slid a hand down her neck to cup
her breast. 

“I think that can be
arranged,” Honor whispered lifting her face to receive his kiss. 

Humming happily as
his tongue slid between her lips to dance with hers, he grinned as she gasped
into his mouth as he palmed her satin covered ass in his hands and lifted her
against him.  “Wrap me up tight, Kitten,” he urged as she hooked her trim legs
at the small of his back.  “Good girl,” he praised as he turned and carried her
to their bed.

 Placing her in the
center of the mattress, he drew back to admire her perfect body.  “I don’t
think I’ll ever get over how pretty you are,” he murmured as he slowly crawled
into the bed to lie beside her.    “Or the fact that all this pretty is finally
mine,” he murmured, dropping his head to take a long drink from her lips.

“All yours,” Honor
whispered as she wound her arms around her husband’s neck and arched her back,
pressing her heavy breasts to his chest as his mouth devoured hers with a
hunger that left her weak.

Tearing his lips from
hers, Zeke breathed hard as he fought with his libido for control.  Fuck, he
wanted to consume her.  When he took his last breath, it was her scent he
wanted to inhale, her taste he wanted on his tongue. 

Because this petite
woman was everything to him.

“I love you,” he
declared gruffly, needing to say the words again.  Lightly touching her full
lower lip, he smiled.  “I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy, and that’s all
because of you, Honor.” 

Staring up at him,
Honor blinked.  “I love you, too.  For the first time in my life, I feel free,
Zeke.  You freed me from the nightmare of my past.  You slayed all the
monsters. Defeated all the demons.  And now, it’s just us here linked together
forever by a love so strong it couldn’t be broken.”

“That love was forged
in the hottest of fires, baby.  It’s unbreakable,” he assured her as his hand
slowly slid the strap of her nightie over her shoulder.  “I love this nightgown
on you, baby, but I think we’ll both like it better on the floor,” he said as
he slid the opposite strap off the smooth slope of her shoulder and dropped a
kiss to the soft skin. 

Dragging his lips
from her shoulder to her neck, Zeke flicked his tongue against her throbbing
pulse as he pushed the filmy nightgown down her body.  Chuckling when Honor
squirmed restlessly underneath him, rubbing her now naked chest against his, he
tossed the material over the side of the bed before reaching for her satin
panties.

“I wanna see how
gorgeous you look with only my jewelry on,” he informed her, drawing back to
slide her virginal white panties down her slender legs.  Kneeling between her
legs, Zeke groaned as his eyes skated over her luscious body.  From her full,
pink tipped breasts to her narrow waist to the neatly trimmed nest of curls
shielding her pussy from him, she was everything he’d ever wanted in a woman. 
Sprawled there with her blonde hair spread across their pillows and the hand
that held his gold resting against her belly, she smiled as her blue eyes
watched him.

Leaning toward her,
he bent his head to capture one pebbled breast between his lips.  Suckling
gently, he heard her low moan as her hands sank into his hair, holding him to
her as he moved, worshiping her flesh as his cock throbbed against his thigh. 
She tasted like apples, sunshine, and hope, and he couldn’t get enough of her. 
“I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of your taste in my mouth, Honor,” he
mumbled into her skin as he kissed a path down her chest, over the faint scars
criss-crossing her belly to the tiny landing strip that separated him from her
pussy.

Blowing gently
against her mound as he lifted her legs over his shoulder, he heard her soft
whimper of pleasure as his tongue slowly slid between her folds to lap at her
pink swollen nub. 

“Zeke,” she cried
out, his name a plea falling from her lips.    

Quickly flicking his
tongue against her clit, he closed his eyes as her dewy essence coated his
tongue.  Sliding a finger through her wetness to tease her entrance, he grinned
against her pussy when she bucked her hips.  “You ready for me, Kitten?” he
asked, sucking gently on her clit. 

“Oh, God, yes!” Honor
shuddered, her body tightening beneath Zeke’s hands.

Sliding up her body,
Zeke fisted his aching dick and slid it through her wet folds, teasing her clit
with the head of his cock.  “This what you want, baby?” he asked, stealing a
deep kiss from her mouth before he moved the tip of his dick to her entrance
and paused.

Opening her eyes,
Honor stared up at him with dazed, passion glazed eyes.  “Please,” she begged,
rocking her hips up to meet his.  “I need you.”

“You have me,” he
assured her, thrusting deeply into her tight sheathe.  “Forever, Honor,” he
promised as he felt the searing heat of her pussy surround his cock and caress
his rock hard flesh.  Setting a maddeningly slow pace, he groaned as she lifted
her hips and met his thrusts, sending him deeper into her snug channel.  Every
inch of her cunt hugged his dick, robbing him of control.  “Fuck, baby.  That’s
so good,” he growled against her ear as her arms wrapped around his neck and
her legs tightened around his waist. 

“More, Zeke,” she
begged, her hips churning desperately as her nails clawed at his shoulder. 
“I’m so close,” she whimpered, turning her face into his neck and biting his shoulder
as he pumped his hips against her, going deeper with every stroke.

“Fuck, yes!  Use
those little teeth, baby.  Mark me as yours,” he urged roughly as her teeth
sank into his flesh, marking him.  Thrusting harder, he felt her walls
contracting around his dick, her pussy fluttering as her cries grew louder.

“Yes!  Zeke, yes! 
Right there,” Honor gasped, pressing her head back against the pillow as her
neck arched. 

Sliding a hand
between them to press his thumb against her pulsing clit, he rubbed it quickly,
pulling a scream from his wife’s lips as she climaxed beneath him. 

Her release was the
permission he was waiting for to find his own piece of heaven.  His hips rose
and fell unsteadily as he fucked her hard and fast.  “God, yes, Kitten!” he
breathed raggedly as he felt his balls tighten.  “Gonna cum so fuckin’ hard,”
he grunted as Honor’s pussy began pulsing around his dick again.  “You gonna
give me another one, baby?” he asked against her panting lips as his body,
sweaty with exertion, worked above hers.  “Is that sweet pussy gonna come all
over my dick?”

Honor’s scream of
pleasure was his answer as she convulsed around him a second time, her second
release stronger than the first.  This time, however, she took him with her as
he exploded, filling her greedy pussy with jet after jet of his milky white
essence.

Breathing hard as
they came down from the incredible high of their orgasms, Zeke rolled to his
side, pulling Honor’s relaxed body toward him.  Pressing his lips to her damp
forehead as she curved her body around his and wrapped her arm around his
waist, he grinned down at her. 

“Wow,” she breathed,
sliding her hand up and down his chest as his heartbeat thundered underneath
her palm.  “That was… amazing.”

“That’s because we’re
amazing together, Honor.”

“I could still kick
myself for denying myself that kind of passion for
years
,” she muttered.

“Don’t worry,
Kitten.  You’ll be experiencing passion in Paradise for many, many years to
come,” he promised.  He’d make sure of that.