Page 145 of I Promise You
“Danny?” I break our kiss. “Don’t leave your team for me.”
He goes rigid, and he stops holding me. I sit up so I’m now beside him, and I’m blocking his view to the fireplace. He merges onto his side, lifting his head onto his palm, looking at me intensely.
“If you’re going to leave the Navy or whatever it is, do it because you feel like that’s the best choicefor you…not for me. Because I’m not going anywhere, my love. When I said yes, I meant it. I’m not going to lie, though. This life is frustrating and, most of all, terrifying, but I need you to know that no matter what you choose to do. I’m here. I’m not leaving you ever again, I promise.”
“I don’t need you worrying about me all the time. I don’t want you in danger anymore because the longer I stay in the Navy, the more I put you at risk.”
“I understand, and I’ve accepted it. But the military needs you. You help people just like I do. It’s our job.” I pull the blankets higher over my breasts. “Those children you saved…Violet…me.” I point to myself, and his blue eyes soften. I have his full attention, and his jaw ticks.
Grabbing my hand, he brushes his finger over the giant diamond that sits on my hand. He stares at the ring on my finger, and then he scoffs. He crawls, moving his knees on either side of me, and pushes me back down on the pillow beside the coffee table.
“You’re smart, too beautiful, you know that?” He pulls me in for another kiss before he rips the blanket off me. My nipples harden and graze against his chest when he closes the distance. His beard tickles my skin, and I moan when I feel him push into me again, and I claw at his back as he picks up his pace.
Oh, God.
He feels so damn good. Round number five, in less than twelve hours, takes off, and he grips my jaw, forcing my head off the pillow. He kisses me, whisperingI love yousagainst my mouth the entire time.
EPILOGUE
DANNY
My dick stirs inside of my uniform when I see Ari in her maternity dress.
She’s seven months pregnant with our twins and it’s been a fucking blessing watching her grow what I left inside of her the night I rescued her from Omar.
She got pregnant that night I spilled all of my love inside of her against that tree. The night that was full of chaotic doom flashes in my head like it was yesterday. Her black hair glowed against the winter moonlight. Her breasts bounced over and over again as I drilled myself deep inside of her.
Women are beautiful creatures. Ari’s small frame growing our twin babies amazes me every day when I wake up and see her stomach swollen so preciously perfect.
She’s creating life.
I never thought I would be a man that believed in God after everything I’ve experienced in my career. But watching my angel come into my life in a time I needed her. She obliterated my demons by saving me from my fucking self.
If it weren’t for her, I probably would continue the life of a selfish asshole, drinking and killing my life away.
And now she’s cradling two innocent souls I’m committed to protect for as long as I live.
How could I not believe in heaven when Ari’s existence is evidence of it all?
I was never a religious man, but that’s changed. I’ve attended Sunday morning mass at our local Catholic church on base with Ari and her mother since we got married. I have a lot to learn but it’s a start.
I’m about to leave on a deployment and she could give birth any day. There’s a real possibility I might miss it.
“I could spend the rest of my days with my tongue inside your cunt and my hand wrapped around your ass.”
Ari draws in a breath, her thighs quivering over my shoulders as I suck on her sensitive swollen clit.
My cock throbs in pain, and the need to feel her burns inside of me. The only thing that will extinguish this lustrous fire is her velvet insides.
And she will...but first I need to make my pregnant wife come.
Her hands tug at my hair strands on the top of my head as her soft weeping moans fill our bedroom.
“That’s my good girl. You sound just as sweet as you taste, baby.” Her cries make even more blood rush to the head of my cock, and I’m about to finish in my own pants, just getting off to the sounds she makes when my tongue fucks her perfect cunt.
“Danny... I’m about to—” She exhales another high-pitched moan, unable to finish her squeaks of ecstasy.
“I’m about to—” she repeats as my tongue flicks her clit repeatedly, up from her folds, tasting the honey she drips for me. I push three of my fingers, thrusting them over and over again. She buckles her thighs, tightening over my hand. Her soft skin presses against my cheeks and my angel is about to play me a symphony with her screams.
