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“You taste…” I growl as I continue to lick and penetrate her with my tongue.

“What?” She seemingly glared at me for not finishing the sentence.

I take my hand from her breast and grip her neck, squeezing it. She gasps and I smile. I leaned over her body to kiss her. So, she can taste how good she tastes. I drew back and ran my tongue over my lips, taking in the delicious flavor that lingered. Her legs try to close as I move my fingers inside her. Fucking her slowly with three lengthy fingers.

“Don’t move,” I growl in Russian.

“Okay.” she replies in Russian. I guess Ivan used to tell her the same thing, which makes me laugh internally.

Suddenly she sits up. My fingers slip out and I lick them clean. She unbuckles my belt, pulls down my zipper, and takes my cock out herself. Passion is one of the best qualities of my wife, for sure. My wife is certainly not prey. She looks into my eyes as she rubs my cock up and down with both her warm hands.

“How can you look at me with no shame?” I groan. “My shameless wife is such a whore, isn’t she?”

Reyna smiles and slightly laughs. “Would you want anything else?”

“Fuck no.” I grab her face with both hands and kiss her deeply. “Innocence has never courted me for a reason.”

If I continue to let her jack me off, I’ll come. I grabbed her hands to stop her and pushed her back down on the island. Using my hand as cuffs to keep her in place. My other hand helps me enter her pussy fully with my cock. My hand finds its way to her neck while I’m inside her, and I feel her pulse quicken.

“Let’s play a game, wife.” I begin to tighten my hold on her neck. “Let’s see who comes the quickest. If you lose, you obey me for the entire night and let me play with you however I please.”

“Don’t you already?” She scoffs.

“Not even close. If I had it my way. I would cut up your skin until it bleeds a beautiful crimson.” The smile adoring my face appeared anything but sane.

Reyna thinks about it, “And if I win?”

“What do you want?” My curiosity peaked.

“I want my bossy husband to get on his knees and beg me to fuck him.” She giggles. The harmony of her voice ignites the monster who lies inside me.

“You don’t have to win to make me do that.” I groan, wringing her neck tighter as I push inside her harshly.

Her legs wrap around my waist, wanting to get closer, and I continue to buck my hips deeper inside her.

“Don’t make this hard, Reyna. Your pussy is drenched, you’re flushed, and your legs are squeezing me so tight you might snap me in half. Come like a good little whore. Let yourself come. Allow it to drip down the countertop.” I breathe into her ear.

“Kyro, does my pussy feel good? Is it tight and warm? You want to come inside it, don’t you? Come in my pussy. Go ahead, show me who I belong to.” Reyna, my sweet wife, that fucking voice of yours is too much for me. My fucking weakness. “Show me how hard you can fuck me.” She whispers sweetly.

I lose myself in this fucking woman. All I want is to be one. I hover over her lips and release my fingers from her neck. I intertwined them with hers while the other lifted one of her legs to get deeper inside her.

“You want my cum? Or to win the game? I don’t know, wife.”

“Be a good husband and fill your aching wife with hot cum.” She’s not backing down. It makes me what to come even faster. She puts her finger in between her pussy lips and spreads them as I fuck her. Her arms then extend to wrap around my side and dig her nails into my back. Her back is arched slightly, and I know that now she is lost in me as I am here.

Her lips kiss, lick and bite my neck like a demon in heat. My growls get louder and breathy. I’m going to come too soon. I can feel it. I’m trying to hold out, but fuck, it’s getting tougher.

“Come on, Kyro. Go ahead.” She smirks wickedly. “My pussy wants to be filled with your sticky, hot cum. Then you can watch it drip nice and slow.” She cries as my pacing speeds up.

My load completely shoots into her, and she finally stops fighting and comes seconds after me. I lost. Reyna is not to be underestimated, ever.

“Kyro…” she whimpers with pouty lips. “Are you ready to be my toy?” She laughs.

Reyna

Why does it feel so good when he fucks me? When he touches me with his rough hands or when he kisses me with his soft lips? The never-ending orgasms, the dirty way he talks to me before he comes inside me, just everything.

“Your toy? We’ll see.” He chuckles, still hovering over me.

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