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Her brown eyes bore into mine, sending a shiver down my spine. I couldn’t help but feel aroused by my competitive wife. Reyna sucks me and moans every time my cock slips out of her mouth.

I can’t hide my emotions when I groan, “Reyna…”

“Go ahead and come in my mouth. I know you’re dying too. You don’t have to hold back.” She taunts.

Gripping her curls, I pushed up against the shower wall to hold myself up. Reyna seems to have me on my knees more times than I’m comfortable with.

Reyna takes me deep into her mouth and I empty myself into her throat. A series of ‘fucks’ come from my mouth as I come.

My cum runs to the sides of her mouth, but she swallows the rest. I pick my wife up from the ground and carry her. Her legs wrap around me, and I kiss her against the wall. My hand grasps the side of her neck as we kiss passionately. It’s hard to not enter her warm pussy with my cock, but I still want to wait. It isn’t like me, but I want to take care of my wife.

Her hands wrap around the back of my neck, feeling our kiss. It’s a feeling of deep intimacy that fills every part of me. Her tongue, her quiet whimpers, it’s fucking titillating. Devouring her wouldn’t be enough. I want to bite, lick, kiss, and come inside her as much as I can.

Then I tasted it, the salty taste I feared. I pulled away and my wife is crying. She must be thinking about Ivan. Even in these moments, her mind goes to him so easily. I understand it’s hard for her to move on when the love of her life of several years dies. Every kiss and touch with me must feel like a betrayal.

She surprises me by kissing me again. I pull away a second later. “Please, don’t force yourself.” I say in a low tone.

Reyna puts her hand on the side of my face. “I’m not. I want you. I do…it’s just—”

“But I’ll never be Ivan.” I finished for her.

She rubs her fingers through my hair. “You won’t ever be Ivan, that’s true, but I’m not asking or wanting you to be. I enjoy you just the way you are.”

“Then why are you crying,zhena?” I push.

She ignores my question and kisses me again. I’m selfish and kiss her back. I’ll play the fool if I get to keep her for as long as possible.

Reyna

As the tears flowed, I realized with a pang of guilt that I hadn’t thought about Ivan at all during this time. I was completely fixated on Kyro and my longing for him. Wanting him to make me his. I’m a wife, but I’m also a widow. The two sides of me battle for importance.

Kyro tastes every inch of my mouth until he finds himself kissing my neck. I grabbed his neck tighter. The enthusiastic way he kisses down my body makes me ache for him all over again.

“Wanting someone shouldn’t be this painful.” I moan as my fingers grip his black locks.

Those sharp eyes look back at me. “I’m glad it’s painful. Now you understand what I feel.”

I snuggle into his neck as his arms tighten. “Evil bastard,” I whine.

“Sweet words, wife.” His lips kissed my shoulder.

Chapter 10

The Next Day

Kyro

I sit in a warehouse with my men. “What do we have?” I say aloud.

One of my men speaks up. “Our intelligence says the shooter will be at the warehouse we found. We need to act fast.”

I take a breath. “Agreed. Tonight, we take out as many as possible. With their numbers dwindling, we take as many goods from them as we can. Stockpiling for the war that is to come.”

A hint of skepticism crossed my men’s faces as they looked at me.

“So soon?” One of them asks.

“Yes,” I confirm.

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