Hades
EPILOGUE TWO
Two years later
The house is empty, because that's what I planned for today.
I take off my suit jacket, knowing that in a few minutes, my wife will be home.
After thinking a lot about what she wanted to do with her life, Kennedy decided to study drawing to improve her technique, shortly after Kaiser was born, and now, she has opened a small school for children with talent, but who cannot afford training.
As someone who doesn't even know how to draw a simple flower, I feel proud as hell of every award she receives, but I know that for my wife, it's not just the realization of a dream—it's proof that she managed to win, even though practically since her conception, the stakes of life have been against her.
Before long, I hear the voice of the reason why I get up every morning, asking, ", are you home early? I saw your car outside."
"Here, wife," I call from the dining room and wait.
I pay attention to each step she takes, getting closer and closer to me.
She appears in the doorway, and when she sees me, she drops the folder she is carrying and smiles, running into my arms. "What did I do to deserve this surprise in the middle of the day?"
I don't respond. I kiss her mouth almost violently, the hunger I'll never stop feeling for her emerging the second I touch her.
I had intended to tease her for hours before giving her what she wants, but Kennedy always makes me lose control.
"It's not a reward, it's a punishment." I pull away to watch her face, and when I see her panting, already excited, I grab the collar of her gray silk blouse with both hands and, with just one tug, rip it into two pieces.
Now, Kennedy is in just a black skirt clinging to her sexy hips and a black lace bra.
"Can I at least know what I'm being punished for?" she asks as I wrap her hair around my fist and slap her ass before lifting her skirt and massaging the spot. But feeling her skin on my fingers isn't enough, and I bend down, pulling her panties down to the middle of her thighs and licking her entire pussy from behind.
She shudders every time my tongue runs over her, moving around my face, offering me more.
I separate her folds with two fingers and lick her clit, then nibble her pleasure spot, and when I push my tongue into her sex, she screams, coming.
"Lie down on the table," I command, forcing her forward. "I want your ass."
I don't get rid of my clothes. I open my pants just enough to put my dick out.
Kennedy is a wanton in bed. There is nothing I ask of her that she denies me.
There's no part of her that I haven't owned multiple times.
I position her as I want and enter her soaked sex. I fuck her like that for a long time until she comes again, and her liquids coat my dick. I use her own honey to lubricate her other entrance and try to push in slowly so she gets used to it, but I know that once she gets all of me in, she will love every second of it.
When I finally slide every inch inside her, she begs me for more.
The lust I feel for my wife is so powerful that even her sighs excite me.
I pull out and thrust in, going deeper and deeper and keeping her hair wrapped around my fist.
I give her no choice but to let me take her, but she doesn't protest.
I touch her clit and feel that she is very wet.
I lean in farther, turning her face to kiss her mouth as I massage the hard bud. "Damn, you're really hot."
I go all the way in, without giving her a break, and she moans.
I nibble her ear and push hard, thrusting my way inside her body several times, until I feel her coming in my hand.
I postpone my own pleasure as long as I can bear it. I pump a few times until I reach the limit. I thrust deep and fast, and then, with a roar of possession, I come inside her ass.
I slowly pull out, kissing her spine and removing the rest of her clothes.
I put my dick in my pants, but I don't bother to close them.
I pick her up because I want to give her a bath.
As I walk with her in my arms, she looks sleepy.
"You can punish me like that as many times as you want. No matter what you think I did, I will always plead guilty."
"You're naughty, Mrs. Kostanidis."
"I don't deny it, but now, are you going to tell me about the reason for my punishment or not?"
"You are pregnant again, and you haven't told me anything."
She smiles. "It's impossible to surprise you, . Has anyone ever told you you are a control freak?"
"Yes, I hear that from time to time," I joke. "Did you say you were going to surprise me?"
"For your birthday next week. We are having another boy, Greek. I feel sorry for Ece," she says, referring to our youngest daughter, "but I've already made peace with the fact that my destiny is to bring arrogant men like her father into the world. Ece was a gift that God gave me so that I wouldn't go crazy among so many Greek men."
"We are the men in your life and you the women in ours. My family. My everything."