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Kyro smiles at me, and I melt instantly. He rests his forehead against my own and I lean in for a kiss. His kiss is soft, almost careful, something I’m not used to at all.

“Scared you’ll hurt me, husband?” I tease.

“Never. I know you secretly love the pain, wife.” He snickers. “Heal up because soon we’ll eliminate the rest of our enemies.”

I kiss him slowly and softly once more. “Looking forward to it.”

Epilogue

A Year Later

Kyro

Within the year, I had a routine checkup on Reyna’s progress. I still felt and carried the shame of what happened, but I try to ease my thoughts, knowing my wife was anything but unwilling to get stronger.

“Mr. Novikov, Mrs. Novikov has called and said that she wants you to come home. I did explain that you are currently in a meeting and Mrs. Novikov advised me to remind you of the last time she interrupted one of your meetings.” One of my men cleared his throat. Of course, he’s talking about Reyna and I’s first night together when I left in the middle of the night because of a late shipment. I smirk, remembering watching my wife dance on the table, trying to piss me off. Then throwing her over my shoulder and throwing her into a car.

“Mr. Novikov?” He clears his throat. “She also advised that you pick up fast food.”

We have a chef at home for nothing at this point. I wonder why my wife wants me home so suddenly. Maybe she’s in heat and cannot wait for another second to get me in bed? She has always been extremely horny right before her period. Or if I fucked up and did something to piss her off, then this will not be fun for me. There are only so many things that make me uneasy in the world, my family’s safety and health, and my wife’s mind.

The ride back home was quick, and I wondered what my devious wife was up to. Walking through the doors, I immediately call out for her, “Wife!”

“Husband!” she shouts back with laughter filling her voice at the top of the stairs. My little whore loves to be chased, just as much as I love to chase her. I hear a door slam down the hall. I open a door, but she’s not in our bedroom. So, I go and open the next one. It’s pitch black and so I turn the light on. The light reveals Reyna in a nursery I had never seen before.

Is she…? “Reyna, are you pregnant?” The smile on my face continues to stretch.

Her eyes bat cutely, and she stands on her toes. “Yes.” Her teasing lips kissed my chin. I couldn’t lie and say I was not a bit moved by the news. I remember Reyna getting worried that she would not be able to get pregnant again. Even so, we would have had another child through other means if it came down to it.

My heart feels warm, and looking into Reyna’s eyes, I couldn’t imagine feeling happier.

“You better fuck me more than ever because those six weeks after birth are going to kill you.” She jokes.

As if her pregnancy wouldn’t make me want to fuck her more, seeing her plump with our child would be nothing but sexy. She better hope I give her a second to breathe. With her pregnancy, I will have to figure out better ways to fuck her to accommodate her growing belly, but that was just part of the experience.

I get on my knees and kiss her belly. She giggles at the action. “Always on your knees for me.”

“Always on your back, your stomach, your knees. Should I go on…?” I retort playfully.

She rolls her eyes and pushes me back onto a white beanbag chair. “Funny, it looks like you’re onyourback right now, Mr. Novikov.”

“So, get over here and ride me like my perfect little whore, Mrs. Novikov.” My tone is becoming increasingly animalistic.

My wife knew what she was doing wearing this short, accessible dress. She unbuckles my dress pants and releases my throbbing cock. The veins on my cock straining from my wife’s touch. She smiles as she watches the effect she has on me.

My lips part in a soft shutter when she lowers herself onto my cock, but not let me enter her just yet. Her pussy just rubbing against my cock as she moaned and writhed from the friction. I wanted nothing but to grab her hips and push myself inside her, but it was not my pleasure that mattered to me. It was hers. Seeing my wife lost in her pleasure was the picture of heaven.

Finally, she allowed me inside her. Her pussy clamping against my cock. “Oh…Reyna my sweet wife.” I let out a loud exhale. I couldn’t hold back now. My hands grabbed her neck and gave her a soft squeeze, pulling her lips onto my own so that she was no longer sitting up but lying on top of me. I pushed my cock deeper inside her, fucking her slowly.

“Faster.” She pleads with each word.

I smack her ass harshly, “Behave and wait for your orgasm. You have no patience.”

She whimpers, “Please…”

“As if your plea would do anything to make me give you what you want. You know what a sadist I am.” My dark chuckle was quieted by her kiss. Ever since our first kiss, she still tasted like strawberries.

This woman truly is my weakness, the reason I even want to take my next breath. The reason I can sleep despite knowing the nightmares that await me is because I know when I wake, I will see her again.

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