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Anton

Two Months Later

The head of my cock hits the back of her throat, and a feral, low growl escapes me.

Per reflex, I grab the back of her head and fuck her mouth, my hips involuntary wanting more of her.

“Fuck, Perce,” I groan as my balls tighten, preparing for my release.

My wife’s fucking hot—I’m very aware of that—but goddamn is she gorgeous with my cock in her mouth.

I’d argue it’s one of the seven wonders of the world—a wonder specifically made for me.

Grasping the base of my shaft, she sucks and pulls the head of my cock to her full pink lips.

The friction of her tight grip, slick tongue, and the sight of her on her knees has me fucking panting.

It truly is a great fucking day to become king.

She looks up at me, her eyes glossed over with desire.

Damn, I could come just looking at her…like this.

She twirls her tongue, delicately and playfully licking around my thickness.

Working her way down to my balls, she sucks them into her mouth, massaging them with her tongue and fingers my taint. I hiss as she grazes them lightly with her teeth.

She’s fucking relentless, and I’m hooked, always aching and needing my next fix.

Pounding into her roughly, I jerk, electricity shocking my every nerve.

I moan loudly, not giving a fuck about the people right outside the door.

A king getting blown by his queen should be the least of their worries.

At least they can be rest assured that I’ll be one fucking happy king, especially with Percy as my queen.

I grin at the thought and thrust my cock into her greedy mouth.

She groans, finding pleasure in sucking me dry, taking and controlling me by my cock.

She does love the power—always has.

And goddamn, she’s beautiful. My aggravating, fierce, and ravenous wife.

I’ve never loved her more than I do now—and notjustbecause she has my cock in her mouth.

Each day, I fall in love with her all over again.

How could I not? There’s always something new about her to fall in love with.

She challenges me, forcing me to explore parts of the world—parts of ourselves—in ways I never could imagine. It’s exhilarating.

I frequently consider myself to be living in an X-rated, Skinemax version of a fairytale.

It sounds fucking tacky, I know.

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