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“God?” He tugs on the leash again. “The only name that should be on your lips is mine. Is God’s cock fucking you? Making you feel like the dirtiest whore? No. The only one who makes you this drenched is me.” Kyro’s words sound monstrous, bare, and angry.

With a smirk on my face, I turn my head more to look him in the eye. “I’m sorry, forgive me,” I beg sarcastically.

“No.” He slaps my ass harshly. “Beg again.”

“I-“ Itry to get out.

Spank

“You’re not letting me-“

Spank

“Y-you bastard…” I cry out with pleasure.

Kyro suddenly releases the leash and wraps his arm around my side and his hand around the front of my neck. The pacing of his thrust increases, his grip tightens, and his grunts become louder.

Kyro spouts out words in Russian that I can’t understand and his warm sticky liquid gushes inside my ass. I feel the hot liquid drip down onto my leg.

He gently takes off the collar from my neck and throws it to the side. I can feel Kyro hovering over me. His face comes into the frame when I turn and look back at him. He kisses me as his hand massages my head.

When he pulls away from my lips, he whispers in my ear, “I’m not done with you. So don’t think you can relax.” Kyro helps me roll to my back and begins to kiss me again. He says something to me in Russian, “Ya tebya nikomu ne otdam.”

“What are you saying?” I ask, holding his face as he hovers above me.

“I won’t give you to anyone.” He translates. I smile and he returns my smile.

This time he stands back up and takes off the rest of his clothes, along with my own. Both of us are fully bare now. He positions his cock to enter my pussy and pushes it inside me. He hovers over me again and kisses me with his chest pressed up against my breasts. My arms wrap around his neck, and I let my bastard husband make love to me.

I throw my head back from the amazing feeling of him fucking my tender pussy. He takes that opportunity to lick my neck. He’s so beastly the way he tastes and takes me. He’s hungry for me, just absolutely fucking desperate. But I can say the same about myself. I crave Kyro entirely. I crave his voice, his body, and his mind. This type of madness is something I have never expected.

Kyro

Both my arms are at her side to hold my weight. Her arms are wrapped around me tightly. Her fingers twirl in my hair. The playfulness of my wife is never exhausted. Her willingness to play along with me made this all the better. I never had a thrill like this except when I’m carving up an enemy. This animalistic carnage that comes out of me when I’m inside her is amazing. She indulges me in killing, sex, and even simple moments. I have never known such peace, such excitement, such love. Love has always been conditional. That is what I have come to understand growing up. Yet, with Reyna, she accepts me for everything that I am. I don’t require her to articulate those words because I’m already aware. I know, Reyna.

“Ah! Kyro…Kyro…ah…” She is coming undone. Her eyes were barely open as she struggled.

I exhaled. “That’s my good girl. Come all over my cock. Let me see how good I make that tight pussy of yours feel.” I snicker as I begin to tense up. “Let’s come together. Let me fill you up again with all my cum.”

She twitches under me. “I’m coming…” she gasps as her eyes roll back in that pretty head.

In that second, I feel the cum drain in my balls and shoot perfectly inside Reyna’s sopping pussy. When I remove myself from her, I watch as it leaks out of her, dripping. I push her thighs together to watchmycum leak out even more. I never thought I would love to see my cum leaking out of her this much.

I look up at Reyna’s upper body as her chest lowers and rises. My poor, exhausted wife. I get a wet rag and wipe off the excess cum that dropped onto her legs. I then get her the water from the top drawer and hydrate her. I lie next to her and play with her curls. Her breathing mellowed. She does that a lot, falling asleep after sex.

I kiss her chin, ears, and lips. “I pray that you wake up pregnant.” I laugh.

“If I wake up pregnant, you’re getting fixed. I’ll cut off your balls myself.” Her eyes open with a glare. She moves closer to me, pushing her head into my chest. “It feels peaceful when I’m with you.” She yawns.

My hands fell from her hair to her back, pushing her even closer to me. “Yes, very peaceful. As if our time together is a happy memory frozen in time.”

“It’s not frozen. We will make more happy memories.” She says before she falls back asleep.

My phone vibrates from the floor. I turn and grab it, answering the phone, “What?”

“Can we meet?” Maeve’s voice asks from the phone.

Chapter 18

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