Chapter 4: Make Of Our Hearts

Ben growled as he worked Rey's lips open in a hot, messy rhythm. The Bond had happily opened during a peaceful early morning, and the couple wanted to take advantage of the opportunity while they had a moment alone together in Rey's room. Erection straining through his pants, Ben boldly rutted against Rey, nestled in his arms and wound about his body. Moaning prettily around his squirming and insistent tongue, Rey furiously humped back. The delicious friction only caused her knickers to become even more damp and saturated, and when Ben's strong hands gripped the perfect globes of her rear, she shivered in delight.

It would be so easy, to let go. But...

"Ben... Mmmm... Ben, wait... Hmmm..." Rey wriggled free from their intense make-out session. Squirming a little, her lover got her meaning and gallantly set her down like a gentleman. "I... I think we should stop."

"What? What's wrong?" Ben's eyes, normally so soft, betrayed a fear of rejection. Fear of inadequacy.

"Nothing," Rey smiled softly. "I love kissing you, always, but... I... I don't think we should get... carried away." Her cheeks turned an adorable pink. "For that, I want to wait until we're married."

"Of course, my dear," Ben smiled tenderly. "Anything you say." Taking a seat next to her on her bed, he took her hand. "Does the thought of sex... frighten you?"

She shrugged. "It used to, when I was younger. I know the basics now - there were women in Niima Outpost who talked of such things over liquor. For a long time, I was under the impression that taking off all your clothes was all that was needed to make a baby." A raspberry sound danced across Ben's swollen lips as he tried to hold in a guffaw. Rey swatted at him, even as she too smirked. "It's not funny!" A pause. "OK, maybe it is, a little." The mirth faded from her lovely face and the light in her eyes dimmed.

Ben frowned. "What is it?"

"Also... there were sex workers. Whores and prostitutes, in the outpost," Rey whispered. "I'd walk by the tents sometimes bringing back my finds to Unkar Plutt. He had a stake in that market, you know, on the side. He'd groom girls older than me, to make love with the pirates and the spice traders who passed through. Always for a price, of which Unkar would get nearly all of the cut."

Ben was impossibly still, next to her. "Did he ever...?!" He almost blasted out the start of the next sentence.

"No!" Rey cried, touching his arms soothingly. "No. Girls who... sold themselves to those kinds of men, slept with them, were usually those who badly needed to supplement whatever little income they had. Often, they were girls who couldn't hack it in the dunes and the starship ruins scavenging for parts. I was talented enough, small enough, and Unkar always paid me decently enough in portions that I could get by without... going into the tents. To be fucked. I could survive on scavenging alone. Others weren't so lucky."

Ben let out a low breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. "Thank the Maker." He laced his fingers through hers. "I can understand why you'd want to save yourself for marriage, and it makes me so... happy that you would."

She smiled at him teasingly. "I don't mean to torture you..."

"Not at all." He pecked her lips softly, and Rey smiled against his mouth. "I will live, and wait patiently."

Rey kissed him again. "Thank you." Leaning her head on his shoulder, they remained on her bed in companionable silence. Stroking his arm lightly, Rey finally murmured, "What's wrong?"

When she felt Ben squirm, bristling, against her, she just clucked, "You can't hide anything from me, darling. We're Bonded, remember? I sense you in the Force. You're troubled by something."

At last, Ben spoke: "General Hux has kept open an investigation into your whereabouts."

Rey lifted her head from his shoulder to stare at him. "Did you authorize it?"

"Of course not! I may have wanted to, after Crait, but then..." He smiled helplessly. "We fell in love."

She peered at him. "So you wouldn't want to find me or bring me in?"

Ben gnashed his teeth slightly. "I may not like who you're with, and rather prefer that you were here with me. But as long as you're safe..." His voice trailed off, until he sighed. "You may not be for much longer, though, if Hux keeps sniffing about. He's kept me abreast of all his findings throughout, and he's narrowed the location of the Resistance to one of three places: Rakata Prime, Chott el Djerid or Ajan Kloss."

Rey tried not to give anything away on her face, but perhaps her and Ben's shared intimacy had made her easier to read for him. Eyes narrowing, Ben nodded once. "Ah. So it is on the jungle moon of Ajara on which you're stationed."

Rey didn't reply beyond simply casting her eyes down to her hands folded in her lap. After a moment, Ben laid his own large hand across her dainty ones.

"Don't fret, my sweet. I won't tell a soul, least of all Hux. But I will have to somehow keep him from narrowing his search down further."

Rey glanced to him. "Can't you just order him to halt the investigation? You're the Supreme Leader; you outrank him!"

"It's not that easy, Rey. If I were to just shut the investigation down now, Hux would wonder why, and even if he didn't figure out why, he'd accuse me of committing treason on the grounds of obstructing justice. That could lead to a coup, or worse." He shook his head. "If he did manage to locate you, he would send a Stormtrooper battalion to scout ahead, and..." Ben abruptly halted mid-sentence, glancing to something at his left that Rey couldn't see. Whatever it was, whatever Ben heard, his face went white. "I see. Thank you, GN-256." He whirled back to Rey. "Makerdamn that Hux! He already ordered battalions to all three of the worlds still on his list!"

Rey's heart ceased to beat. "A Stormtrooper battalion is on its way here?! To Ajan Kloss?!"

Ben nodded grimly. "You have to warn your commander to not engage! Stormtroopers like that will only have about 10 in their company, but they will have to check in with their commander off-world at predetermined intervals. Try a Jedi mind trick on the troopers once they make landfall, get them to turn back!" He stood up hurriedly. "I will watch from afar, even if I can't keep the Bond open!"

"How?" Rey asked.

All at once, she felt Ben's voice echo in her head, even as his lips didn't move an inch:

How about like this?

We can hear each other's thoughts?

Yes. Will you do what I say?

After a moment, Rey nodded. Smushing his face in her hands, she kissed his lips wildly.

"Be careful," she implored.

"You too."

And Ben disappeared as the Bond connection broke.

The bond snapped shut as she entered the corridor. There were sirens and explosions, and the Force was chaotic with energy as she navigated the empty corridor. She had to find her friends, she had to do something. She found Rose sprinting up the temple steps with a blaster.

Rey pulled the blaster from her own belt, following her friend up the steps. "Where are Finn and Poe?"

"Rey, where were you?" Rose huffed between breaths. "They think the ship landed by the old base, and there shouldn't be more than a dozen onboard."

"There are only ten," Rey said quickly, squinting as the bright rays of the sun blinded her temporarily. They didn't hesitate to sprint across the small landing and down the steps to the jungle. Rey felt each step down in the Force as she blinked away the dark spots in her vision.

"Even better," Rose panted next to her, eyes forward with determination. "They left with the others, hoping to eliminate them all before they can relay our position."

Rey nearly tripped down the last step as her friend's word sunk in. "No, Rose, they can't! If those stormtroopers disappear, a lot more will come looking!"

Rose stopped at the base of the stairs. "How do you..."

"Just trust me!" Rey shouted, pulled her friend by the arm. "We have to stop them! If we don't, we all die!" The two women took off into the jungle after Finn and Poe. Rey buried her fear for the future, her fear for her friends, and focused on what she knew she needed to do. She had to trust Ben. She had to stop the fighting, persuade both the First Order and the Resistance to lay down their weapons. It was the only way they could avoid a massacre. It was all up to her.

Branches reached like claws from the shadows, ripping and tearing at their exposed skin. Rey stumbled as something wrapped around her ankle. The momentum threw her toward the ground, slicing her cheek. She screamed in fury, kicking and pulling at the tightening black vine that was dragging her toward a hole in the forest floor. Channeling the darkness around her, she found the strength to rip it from her ankle and immediately took off toward the base. Wiping the blood from her cheek, it was only then that she realized she was crying, the salt from her tears stinging her fresh wound.

Rey burst from the trees into the clearing, crashing into a wall of dread. The crumbled base loomed before them; the First Order ship had set down to the left. Panic squeezed the breath from her lungs as the sounds of blaster fire echoed across the clearing.

"We're too late," Rose gasped beside her, mirroring Rey's thoughts.

What could she do? Even if she used a mind trick to persuade the Resistance to stop fighting, the First Order wouldn't, unless...

"We have to try!" Rey shouted, sprinting across the grass.

If the Resistance had the element of surprise, the battle did not reflect it. The stormtroopers had corned them inside the rubble of the entrance to the base. Rey climbed over broken segments of the roof, finding a crevice large enough to squeeze herself through. Rose followed behind her, calling out to Finn as she ran. Red and blue blaster bolts illuminated the darkness around them as the troopers continued their advance. Members of the Resistance found cover behind fallen debris and sections from the collapsed ceiling. Rey found Poe in the darkness, nearly crashing into him in her haste.

"You have to surrender!"

"What?" His arms were raised as he fired suppressive bolts at the entrance of the base. His eyes flicked to hers quickly to judge her sincerity. "No way! We win or we die."

"There's another way!" she pleaded with him. Poe, however, refused to listen to her. She sighed, accessing the bond to use it just once more. With a flick of her wrist, she pushed Poe's firing arm to his side, as Kylo had once done to her in the woods of Takodana. Poe's eyes burned into hers. She definitely had his attention now. "Just trust me. We can all walk away from this, but they have to believe we are surrendering."

Poe couldn't move, but he didn't look as terrified as he should have been, as she was. "How do I know this isn't a trick, Rey?"

Blasterfire flew past them, but Rey barely noticed. She was trying to help him, but he believed she was deceiving him? It hurt, not to be trusted. "What? Why would I deceive you?"

"I have my suspicions."

Rey released him from her hold, hoping she could more easily reason with him. "Look, Poe, they have to check in with their commanders at pre-set intervals. If they disappear, more will come looking."

"Who told you that?" Poe's eyes flashed wildly as his perceptive mind deduced a dangerous conclusion. "Because I know it wasn't Finn; he told me we had to engage them, or they'd immediately contact the rest of the First Order. And no one else here has first-hand knowledge of the First Order. How could you possibly come across that information?"

"You will not remember any of this," she suggested, waving her hand. "And you will surrender to the First Order."

Poe turned the blaster on her. "Did you just try a Jedi mind trick on me to secure victory for the First Order?"

"No...I...Why didn't it work on you?"

A chill prickled across her skin at the sight of his conspiratorial smile. He winked. "Answer the question, traitor."

"It was for the good of the Resistance!" She knew they were running out of time, but Poe looked more determined to ignore her pleas than when she had first arrived. Yes, she had made a mistake, but couldn't he see that she had no choice? If he didn't listen to her, they would all die. She had no reason to deceive them. "If you pretend to surrender, I can..."

"I'll consider it after you tell me who gave you the information, Rey."

"It doesn't matter!" she cried defensively, trembling like a trapped animal. "What matters is that continuing this battle will be the death of us all!"

"Oh, it does matter, Rey, when the one supplying your information is Kylo Ren." She knew that for Poe, it was a shot in the dark, looking for a reaction, but his accusation was still like ice in her veins. She panicked. The look in his eyes was murderous. Just as she had done every time she felt lost and alone, she turned to the only person she knew she shouldn't.

Ben!

She sensed the buzzing of the Force around her, the familiar precedent to their connection. But as his form began to appear in the shadows – and she began to regret her decision to reach out to him – the bond snapped shut like a slammed door. Sound returned, and the Force was peaceful.

"You're paranoid! How would I even talk to him! He's across the galaxy!" she prevaricated in fear, realizing she was alone. Poe raised his blaster, leveling it between her eyes.

Ben, I need your help! Please!

She found his presence in her mind and pressed against it, willing the words into his energy in her mind.

Poe is going to kill me! I told him we can't kill the stormtroopers because they have to check in regularly. Now he has a blaster to my head, he's demanding to know who gave me inside information on the First Order. He knows it's you. I don't know what to do!

He was quiet for a moment. Then she felt his profound fear.

Tell him the truth, Rey, tell him it was me. Tell him that I'm providing you information on the First Order. I'm the one committing treason, not you.

No, if they know about our bond, they will never trust me. It's too much of a risk.

And if you don't, they'll kill you, Rey!

You don't see the look in his eyes. He'll kill me if I tell him it's you!

"Tell me it isn't that creature or, so help me, Rey, I will shoot you right now!" Poe demanded.

He knows it's me. Tell him you've convinced me to turn myself over to him. You'll be a hero for bringing me in. He won't pass up the opportunity for my capture. It should give you enough time to escape. If I leave now, I can be there in –

And you'll be killed. I won't have you come here, not this way. Absolutely not.

Rey!

"Poe, please!" she stammered. "General Leia wouldn't..."

Rey!

"This is treason, Rey! This is war! What did you think would happen?" Poe shouted. He aimed the blaster at her forehead and counted down. "Five..." Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, but he held the blaster steady. The blaster barrel consumed her vision as she awaited her fate. "Four..." Not even when Kylo was at his most furious did she see the murderous rage that currently stared back at her. Undoubtedly, Poe would kill her where she stood. "Three..." She would die alone, abandoned by everyone. Maybe I deserve this, she thought, I have committed treason and kept Ben a secret from the Resistance. I betrayed everyone. "Two..." And I drove away the one person I have ever had a deep connection with. He warned me that it would end this way, but I didn't listen. "One..." Rey closed her eyes and held her quivering breath.

I'm so sorry, Ben, for putting you in danger. I just want you to know that –

She heard the weapon fired, and she flinched, her eyes snapping open on instinct. He had aimed the blaster to the left of her head and fired. Her ears were ringing at the proximity of the bolt, terror and helplessness streaming into the bond. "Tell me now!" Poe screamed over the blasterfire behind them.

My mother! Ben shouted in desperation. Tell him it was my mother.

"It was Leia!" she cried. The fire in Poe's eyes faltered. He studied her for a moment, the blaster still aimed at her forehead.

"We'll see," he sneered. He turned toward his lieutenant, who had taken cover from the advancing attack behind a large pile of rubble. "Lieutenant Connix, raise the general on the comlink. Ask her if she gave Rey sensitive First Order information considering their recon ships." Kaydel relayed the message into the comlink.

Please mother, please save her. Rey presumed Ben hadn't intended to project that thought.

"Yes, Lieutenant, I have been giving Rey all the information I have on the First Order. Heed her warnings," Leia's voice rasped over the comlink. A sob escaped from Rey's throat as Poe slowly lowered the weapon.

Ben, why would she lie for me?

"See, that wasn't so hard," Poe smiled sardonically. "And you know I wouldn't have actually shot you, right?"

Rey tried to speak through her shuddering breath, even as she ignored the rage at Poe's smirking. Like threatening to shoot his ally was just one colossal fucking joke. She couldn't believe she had actually kissed this retarded, nerf-herding bastard! "Will you trust me now that we need to surrender?"

Ben?

"It's too late. We already killed at least one, and I would bet my life they've already been in contact with the First Order." He turned away from her to rejoin the fight.

"Poe, stop!" she screamed, grabbing his arm. But his head snapped to the entrance of the base. Rey followed his line of sight, her eyes falling on a turret aimed in their direction. A large flash illuminated the darkness.

Rey went tearing through the jungle trees as the entire Resistance base seemed to burn around her. Her heartbeat refused to calm. With the explosion from that ion cannon, the remaining nine Stormtroopers had been obliterated, as well as their transport. Once their off world commander received no word from the fallen, he would run right back to Hux and report that Ajan Kloss was the Resistance base the First Order was looking for, and that the base was armed.

And worst of all, Poe suspected about her and Ben's bond...

Pelting blindly through the underbrush and bramble, Rey's brown eyes stung with tears. Her heart leapt in both terror and relief at once as she saw a large and firm body, clad in black, racing towards her as well.

Ben...

"Rey!" Coming together in fear, Rey and Ben clasped hands, holding their clasped fingers up between them. "We have to get you out of here before..."

With a strangled gasp, Rey yanked him close and kissed him furiously. When he wrenched free, she simply dragged him back into her for another passionate kiss.

As she kissed him, Rey realized: his lips felt... realer somehow. Firmer. Not that the Bond could create some compelling illusions of his presence with hers, but now...

Rey finally broke the kiss with a small POP! Dancing her fingers along his jawline, she pondered this mystery to herself before she realized with a gasp.

"Oh, sweet Force above, you're actually here! Physically here!"

Lifting his arms, studying himself, Ben mused, "Why, yes. I suppose I am."

Face utterly stricken, Rey took his hand. "Quick, this way." And before she could think through just what she was doing, she furtively led Ben into base. They had to hide around corners and duck into storage closets a few times to avoid soldiers rushing out of base to the aftermath of the scrimmage in the jungle trees beyond. But finally, little by little, Rey managed to smuggle Ben back into her room and lock the door.

"Ben, you can't - stay - here!" she panted, whirling around in panic. "If Poe catches you, you'll be killed!"

"Let him try!" Ben declared fiercely, taking his hands in hers.

"Ben, this isn't a game! You heard my thoughts over what happened out there! Now Hux will be on the hunt, and you can't stop him without being branded a traitor! Poe already thinks I am one; he threatened to kill me!"

Ben worried his bottom lip, and for the first time since she had known him, Rey saw an expression entirely unfamiliar as she gazed into his eyes: he felt trapped. Trapped as much as she.

"It would seem only love can save us now," he postulated aloud, as Rey buried her face in her hand and began to weep.

She let out a strangled laugh through her sobs. "Gods, stop being so melodramatic!" she swatted at his chest, but he grabbed her and held her against him. Leaning into his warmth, Rey tried to smile and forget everything: her commanding officer threatening to kill her. Leia covering for her and her son although she didn't know why.

"How did you get here anyway?" she murmured, feeling his arms - thick as tree trunks - encricle her, rock her gently. "Has the Bond grown stronger?"

"It would seem so," Ben rumbled. "Dameron was acting like such a spastic loose cannon, I simply panicked. I knew I had to get to you. Just like that, there was this green light, a popping noise and here I am. It certainly wasn't like all the other times the Bond has opened."

"Teleportation..." Rey breathed almost in awe. She filed that away for later. Depending on how badly the fallout from this scrimmage was, particularly with Poe, maybe she could... "Let's run away together," she sighed.

He chuckled, indulging her for a moment. "And where would we go, exactly?"

"Anywhere. Somewhere..." The word brought back songs she would hear, from the space pirates who passed through the Outpost and longed to return to the stars: "Somwhere out there... beneath the pale moonlight... someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight..."

She felt Ben's melodious laugh against her ear and her lilting voice grew quiet.

"Don't stop on my account," he entreated. "Why didn't you tell me you could sing?"

She blushed, tightening her embrace around him. "Never had much reason to... until you came along."

Ben sighed piningly. "Where would you want to go? Where could we go, and still be together?"

"There's a place," Rey murmured. "We might not have a name for it, but... there's a place for us. Somewhere, a place for us. Peace and quiet and open air... Hold my hand and I'll take you there..." As she sang, she felt Ben sway them both in time to the music, until they were gliding about the room in an lulling waltz. Rey burrowed deeper still in Ben's arms. "Hold me," she pleaded. "Hold me like you did in that hut on Ahch-To, so long ago, where there was nothing but our love. No politics, no plotting..." She nuzzled her cheek into his pectorals. "No war," she finished in a whisper, and Ben's grip unconsciously tightened.

"Rey?"

"Hmmm?" she purred. "What?"

"Let's get married."

She lifted her chin from his chest to gaze at him. "I always thought that was the plan, silly. When the war's over."

"No, I mean, let's get married, right now."

Rey's brown eyes went huge. "Now?" she gaped prettily. "But... but I'm not wearing anything! Nothing appropriate, I mean."

"These robes are white," Ben ran a bit of the fabric of Rey's Jedi robes through his fingers. "That's appropriate enough, for a young bride."

Rey turned a bright shade of red at this, beaming. Bride. She was going to be Ben Solo's bride. "Well," she crooned flirtatiously. "We are bethrothed to each other. But you never proposed."

Ben just grinned. "I can rectify that." And just like that, he got down on one knee before her. Pulling out a small band, Rey recognized the jewelry: it was the black diamond ring she had seen on Snoke's finger, when she had been taken prisoner by Kylo's evil master.

"I was going to give this to you when hostilities were over," Ben began in a ramble. "But now... I don't want to wait. Who knows how much time we have? Rey, my beloved, will you marry me?"

Rey smiled brightly through her tears. "Yes." Kneeling down, she kissed him quickly. An ecstatic Ben then proceeded to turn her around, so that she was parellel to him.

"Ben! What are you doing?" she giggled.

"We must submit ourselves before the Father, the Son and the Daughter of Mortis. Ask them to bless our marriage," Ben explained. "Ordinarily, I'd prefer that there be a holy man and witnesses present, like there were for my grandparents' wedding, but circumstances being what they are..."

His voice halted as Rey's hand grazed his. "Ben: it will be wonderful," she bubbled. "Besides, I have something for you too." And with that, she pulled a small oscillator from her pocket, cylindrical in shape. "I... I didn't have a ring," Rey stammered, her face positively scarlet. "It's customary on my homeworld to exchange rings, and I found this left-over part, so -"

"I know about Jakku's customs," Ben interrupted with a smile. "I looked it up."

Rey beamed wetly. "That's so sweet..." she cooed. She kissed him again without much thought, slipping the oscillator onto his large ring finger. Serendipitously, the thing fit perfectly.

It was at that moment that the weight of what they were doing descended on both of them. As a beam of light from the setting sun shone through the tranzam window above and cast a fireball glow over the couple, Rey and Ben joined their ring-adorned hands, gazing deeply into each other's eyes.

"I, Rey of Jakku, take thee, Ben Solo, to be my husband... forever, and in the eyes of the Force," Rey intoned.

Ben's eyes shimmered as he echoed. "I, Ben Solo, take thee, Rey of Jakku, to be my wife... forever, and in the eyes of the Force."

With that, Ben lifted Rey's white Jedi hood that doubled nicely as her veil. Leaning in, the pair softly kissed.

The kiss quickly deepened, and grew more heated. Sweeping his bride off her feet, Ben carried her grandly to bed. Setting Rey down upon the mattress, Ben pecked her lips, her skin, her blissfuly closed eyelids, everywhere. Rey feversihly kissed him back with little smacks as her hands entangled with his in their collective haste to undress each other...

Rey shimmied loose from her pants, allowed Ben to pull her top over her head as she undid his belt. Articles of clothing dropped into one shared pile on the floor...

Breaking the desperate kiss at last, Rey and Ben stared at each other in naked glory. Gulping, Rey openly spread her legs, revealing the soaked patch of hair between her thighs. Crawling between them, Ben held her eyes as Rey shyyly clasped his stalky member in her fist, guiding him to her entrance.

Lined up, their eyes - brown on hazel - locked.

Ben just beamed. "I love you."

Rey weakly smiled back, and craning up lazily to kiss him, she guided him into her.

Twin groans were swallowed between open mouths as tongues battled for dominance. Greedily grabbing Ben's toned buttocks in her nails, digging them down into the skin, Rey undulated against Ben as he began to thrust and drive against her. Underneath them, the simple cot creaked and swayed, but the mattress cushioned bride impossibly softly as she lay beneath her groom. Allowed him to make love to her and take her virginity, as a husband should with his wife.

"Mmmmmm... Hmmm... Huhhhh... Uhhhh... - OHHHHH! Gods, yes, Ben - harder... faster..." Rey gasped between frantic kisses.

Slapping one hand to the wall, Ben growled as he began to pound into Rey more fiercely. "Fuck, Rey! I love you! So much!"

"I. Love. You. Ben. Solo." Rey got out, punctuating each word with a kiss on his lips. Ben slammed into her again, finding her weak spot, and she writhed happily. "Oh, Force, Ben, I'm... I'm gonna cum!"

Ben just growled through the exertion. "Then cum for me, love! Scream for me!"

"OH, MAKER, HAVE MERCY! FUCK!" Rey shrieked, her walls clenching hard around her husband and trapping him. Her toes curled to the ceiling, and her nails dragged themselves into Ben's backside so hard, she was certain she had drawn blood.

"Urrrr... Hurrrr... GODS!" Ben roared, shuddering to a stop as he ejaculated deep inside his wife, collapsing on top of her petite little frame. Rey let out a tiny squeak, mewling as Ben squirmed deep inside of her whilst his juices shot down into her core, filling her.

The newlyweds held each other close, panting, sweaty bodies mixing and their heart rates slowly returning to normal. Finally, cupping his cheek, Rey turned Ben to him and softly kissed him, eyes shining as she drew back.

"You know... I never thought about my wedding before. When I was a little girl, I never dreamed of getting married. But this... this was the wedding night I'd always hoped for, ever since I met you."

Grinning softly, Ben pecked Rey on the lips again and turning her in his arms, he spooned her from behind. Her pert little buttocks brushing up against his member, he softly pushed it in between her arse cheeks. Rey moaned sweetly. Her brown eyes rolled into the back of her head as Ben's large hands reached around to cup her soft breasts, thumbs grazing over the purple and pert mounds of her nipples.

Ben kissed her cheeks. "I want to fuck you for the rest of our days, love. But for now, let's go to sleep."

"Hmmm," Rey purred happily, snuggling closer. "Being married to you is wonderful."

And for just that one night, Ben and Rey Solo forgot the war that was keeping them apart and just allowed themselves to sleep together as husband and wife.