Maximus stared down at his bride. His insides squeezed tight as a desperate need to hold on to her, to make her his filled him. He tried to fight it, but it was too strong. He leaned down and kissed her cheek, taking her scent in. Celeste arched into him at the slight touch of his lips. She was responding to him so beautifully, like he’d touched her a million times. His hand shook as he brought it to her other cheek. He trailed kisses around her face – he kissed her cheek, the tip of her nose. He watched her eyes dilate as he hovered mere inches from her lips. His own tingled as the need to kiss her overwhelmed him. Maximus knew he shouldn’t be doing this. But…. His body moved all on its own. He placed his lips on hers. He groaned, flicking his tongue against her bottom lip. She squirmed b
