I can't think of any other time that I enjoyed myself as much as I did today. The surprise Peeta planned for me was better than anything I could have ever expected or wanted. He always knows what I need even when I don't know myself. We spent the day and part of the night spending time with our guests.
Johanna tells us that our wedding was a repulsive end to an already sickening story. Beetee discusses in detail how the mechanics of our relationship will further heal the rest of Panem. Annie discloses how much Finnick would have reveled in that I finally figured out how much I loved and needed Peeta. She shared stories that he told her of him observing Peeta and I during the Quarter Quell. How he knew I loved Peeta the same way he loved Annie, but with all the turmoil I couldn't see it clearly for myself. My mother and I shared how much Prim would have enjoyed the ceremony. Effie boasts about how Cinna could of turned my dress into something truly magnificent.
I shed many tears but not of sorrow. Though many of our friends were gone I could still fill their presence and their love by thinking of how they would have enjoyed and reacted to our union. We promised Annie and my mother that as soon as I am pardoned we would make arrangements to visit.
Luckily, everyone plans to leave on the train the same day. I enjoyed the day but one day was enough sensory overload. We walked back from the train station after saying farrell with our hands intertwined. The sunset over Victor's Village was illuminating an orange glow highlighting the sky. Peeta and I stopped in front of our house admiring it together.
"Thank you for everything. I will never deserve you but I am glad you came back to me." I revealed turning to face him.
"What do you mean you don't deserve me? Don't you think I should be the judge of what I deserve?" Peeta appears angered by my confession. Haymitch was right though. I could live a hundred lifetimes and never deserve the love Peeta has shown to me.
"And you truly think that I deserve you, after everything we have been through, after all the pain you endured because of me?" I confessed not really wanting him to answer. My stomach knots thinking of all the times I hurt him when I tried to ignore my feelings and how he was tortured. Even Snow knew I loved him before I even knew it myself.
"Katniss, I love you. I have loved you for such a long time and now you're my wife." he moves a stray hair from my face and places it behind my ear.
"Peeta" I whisper.
"I never thought that my dreams would come true. Yes, I endured pain and suffering but I would undergo it all again to for you to be my wife." he avows.
"You said that already" I laugh and he scoops me up in his arms bridal style and walks us over the threshold of our home.
He lowers me gently to the floor in the living room. When his hands move to my waist his mouth crashes upon mine. His tongue seeks entrance between my lips. My hands move to the back of his neck to bring us closer. The kiss we share is slow and passionate. He pulls away and looks me in the eyes. His eyes reflect the same desire I feel.
"My wife. This is real?" he questions as he caresses my cheek.
"It's real" I smile and he picks me up again moving towards our bedroom. He places me on feet and slowly starts to undress me taking momentary breaks to kiss my hand. My arm, My stomach. Suddenly he moves to his knees and slowly removes my underwear with his teeth. His hand gently lingers up my thigh signaling for me to spread them farther apart. His other hand leads me to the edge of the bed.
I am sitting with him in front of me as he brings his hands to my bra to remove it.
"So beautiful" he whispers in my ear then kisses my collarbone. The fire that burns in me, the fire that only Peeta can subdue, is growing in between my legs. My whole body feels electrified with just his stare and he hasn't even started to really touch me yet.
His caresses both of my breasts and pushes me to lie back. When his hands move from my breasts to my thighs I start to tremble in anticipation of his next move. He smiles but then lowers his head in between my legs and gives my pulsating clit a slow sucking kiss. My back arches at the sensation. His fingers moves up and down the slit of my lips.
"My wife is so wet. Is this all for me Katniss?" he teases. I smile and nod but don't answer.
He licks up and down my lips. His actions are as he is savoring each taste. As if I am his last meal and he has never tasted anything better than what is spread in front of him. His finger presses inside moving in and out then he adds another. His lips are on my clit moving his tongue in circles. A moan releases from my throat.
He stands up from the floor aligning my legs at a 90 degree angle with his body and spreads them in a V shape. He enters me slowly to the point it is unbearable until he is fully inside me. His thrusts remain slow as he leans down toward me going deeper. Though the fire is being quenched in between my legs my breasts begin to yearn to be touched. Peeta has his hands still wrapped around my legs as he continues his slow thrusts. I could ask him and he would oblige, but instead I grab each of them in my hands and begin to rub at my nipples.
"Katniss that is so hot" Peeta moans. His pace quickens and his thrusts become harder. He grabs behind my back and lifts me off the bed. Are bodies still connected he then sits on the bed nestling his face in my breasts, his hands underneath my legs guiding my movements up and down. We orgasim together. My body squeezing him for everything he has.
"Sorry I moved us. I was a little jealous and wanted to feel them too" he says bashfully.
"You can feel them anytime you want" I smile. We spend the rest of the night exploring each others bodies as husband and wife.