Chapter Twenty-four
KONFLICT KORVEN
Five days later.
I glanced up at her in the mirror as I did her hair, just like every other night.
I knew exactly where she was asking me to go—her next OB-GYN appointment for our baby.
She still hadn’t told me she was pregnant, even after five days of making love and sleeping in each other’s arms. Things felt different now that the divorce talk seemed to finally be behind us.
Tomorrow would end the one week I’d asked for, and I hoped she’d choose to stay and build our family.
Inviting me to her appointment meant more than any announcement. I couldn’t wait to see our baby with her, to finally get to kiss her stomach every day.
“I can make myself available if it’s important to you. Where do you want me to meet you?” I said, acting like I didn’t know.
I gently worked the leave-in through her hair, detangling each section with care. Every day, I found myself falling a little more in love with her hair.
“Oh, hmm… you’ll find out that day. I’d rather not say anything for now. Can you be there? It’s really important.”
I glanced at her reflection in the mirror again, doing my best to hide my excitement behind a calm mask.
“If it’s important, you can count on me. I wouldn’t miss it.”
“Okay, great.”
That smile lighting up her face warmed me to the core.
Lately, I’d been doing everything I could to bring her joy every single day.
She deserved it. And even though none of it could ever erase what I’d put her through, at least I could brighten all her days from here on out, dedicating myself to her happiness and our children’s.
“And voilà,” I said, just as I always did when I finished her braids for the night.
“You’re getting so good at it. You’re even faster.”
“Woman, I told you, I’m an engineer. My whole thing is getting results—smart, efficient, and always top quality. I’m just as effective at home as I am at work. Honestly, I’m a hell of a catch. You’re lucky you tied me down. There’d be a line out the door if you hadn’t.”
I slipped her satin bonnet over her head.
“Arrogant ass,” she laughed.
“Simple fact,” I replied, pulling her into my arms.
I carried her to the bed we’d shared for five days now.
Ever since she came to me in the pottery studio and gave me her heart, we hadn’t spent a single night apart.
Nothing in my life even came close to waking up with her beside me and falling asleep with her in my arms. I couldn’t believe I’d deprived myself of this for so long.
Every day, I thanked whatever force brought her into my life and gave me a second chance.
I laid her down softly and slid between her thighs, my lips trailing over her neck, kissing her with the same hunger as that very first time. She was so addictive, I knew I’d never get enough.
“Is everything ready for tomorrow?” she asked between kisses. We had to leave the yacht and head back to the Korven estate the next day.
“Yep. We don’t even need to pack. I’ve got a service coming to collect everything and bring it home.”
I kissed her lips, then her nose, then her forehead. I couldn’t help myself. I had to kiss every inch of her.
“And your villa?”
“I already moved all my stuff back to the estate. I’m not spending a single night away from you, baby. We can always use the villa if we ever feel like being in a different place.”
“No! Sell it or give it to one of your men. You used to fuck escorts there. I don’t want to set foot in it again.”
I lifted my head to look at her cute jealous pout. I loved when she was possessive like that. I loved belonging to her alone because I was just as possessive about her. We both had quick triggers when we were pissed. So people really shouldn’t test us.
“Okay, Mama. Whatever you want,” I answered, pressing another kiss to her lips.
Moving down to her neck, I bit her skin.
“Hmmmm… I’m really not excited about going back to work… It felt so good to be here and just delegate, keeping tabs from a distance,” she said, her voice broken by moans.
“Hmmm… then keep it that way. You can step down and let Valery manage. I know taking over your father’s business wasn’t really what you wanted.”
My tongue followed the curve of her throat, teeth sinking into her skin. I couldn’t get enough of her taste. I always craved more.
“Hmmm… baby…” she moaned as I left my mark.
I drifted up to her ear, hands sliding under her ass to pull off her thong. I’d only eaten her out twice today and I missed my pussy. That was nowhere near enough to satisfy me.
“Yes, but honestly I’d rather walk away from it completely. I just don’t know. It’s still technically part of the Big Six, even with my father gone. I doubt the council would be okay with me handing that responsibility over to Valery.”
I lifted my head to look her in the eyes.
“Baby, you don’t owe the council anything.
They said that without a male heir, the Veylor’s don’t have a seat anymore, so the council shouldn’t be relying on the old Veylor business.
We still haven’t found a sixth member to fill the empty seat, but I’m not letting you worry about that.
If the council wants to use the Veylor casino, it’ll go under the Korven name.
I’m the head of the family, so I make the decisions.
If I say you step down, you step down. What matters most is what you want. ”
“Well, if I could choose, I think I’d study horticulture and landscaping. I want to go further than just having a passion for flowers. I want to turn it into a real career. That’s what I should’ve done from the start, if my father hadn’t pushed me in another direction,” she said, a little sadly.
“Then go back to school if that’s what you want. Whatever my wife wants, she gets. Forget the casino. I’ll deal with the council. Someone else can run it, or we’ll bring in a new sixth family if we have to. Alright? Do you trust your man to handle it?”
She smiled at me, her eyes bright with admiration. Every time she looked at me like that, I felt like I could fix anything. With that look, I knew I’d do anything to give her what she wanted.
“Yes. I trust you, baby.”
“Good. Happy wife, happy husband. Sad wife, angry husband, and bullets in people’s heads. Now, can I eat my pussy and give you this good night dick, Serenity?”
“Crazy man,” she laughed, her hands sliding to my neck.
“Yes… but I’m your crazy man, and you love me, right eh?”
“I do,” she whispered, moving her lips to mine.
I leaned in and claimed her mouth, kissing her deep, my tongue sliding over hers. God, I loved this woman with everything in me.
Leaving her lips, I trailed kisses down her neck to her chest, unbuttoning the shirt she’d borrowed from me. There was something about seeing her in my clothes, my scent lingering on her skin, that drove me wild.
I kissed my way down her stomach, making a path right to her center where my pussy waited for me. Slipping my hands under her ass, I pulled her to the edge of the bed. Kneeling in front of what I wanted most, I was already hungry for her taste.
“Bon appétit à moi,” I said before diving in.
My tongue slid between her folds and I ate every drop she offered. I covered her pussy with my mouth, licking and sucking, again and again. Then I attacked her clit, sucking and tugging, refusing to stop.
“Oh shit, Konflict… I like it…” she moaned.
“Hmmmm… you like it, my love?”
“Yeah… I fucking like it, baby…”
She gripped my head, adding pressure as I worked her. My tongue dove into her slit, tongue-fucking her over and over until she was nothing but moans and need.
“Ahhh… fuck… It’s… fuck, baby… You know I won’t last.”
“Hmm, I know, Mama. Come on this tongue whenever you want, okay?”
I licked her deeper and faster. My fingers pinched her clit, then massaged it as I kept licking.
I sucked, licked, nipped, moving my head side to side, my tongue working her pussy until she was trembling with need.
Then I slid my fingers inside, fucking her while my mouth stayed on her clit, pushing her higher.
When her legs started to shake, I knew she was close.
“I’m about to come, baby…”
“Hmmm… give me your juices, Serenity. I’m here for it. Come, baby.”
I pressed against her G-spot, worked her clit harder, until she broke, coming all over my tongue.
“Oh… Fuckkkk…”
“There we go… Give me all of it… This pussy is ready for me, yeah?”
When I’d licked up every drop, I stood and quickly stripped off my pants, then slipped back between my wife’s thighs. I caught her hands and pinned them to the mattress. My lips, still wet with her essence, found hers, letting her taste herself on my tongue.
“You want your goodnight dick?”
“Y-yes, baby. Give it to me.”
I reached for my dick and lined it up at her entrance. In a few slow thrusts, I slid all the way inside, filling her completely.
“Gentle or savage?” I asked.
“Put me to sleep, Konflict,” she answered, her voice ragged.
I knew exactly what she wanted, so I started thrusting into her, hard and deep.
I beat that pussy with no mercy, as if it owed me and was trying not to pay up.
Dropping to my knees, I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and fucked my wife—hard.
Like a starving man who hadn’t seen a pussy in years. Serenity’s cries filled the room.
“Ah… baby… I can’t… this is too much.”
“Woman, you can’t ask me to put you to sleep and then say it’s too much when I start beating this pussy up. You take it, don’t run from it, Serenity.”
I thrust in and out, fast, so fast, and hard. The room filled with sounds of our bodies slapping together. Whenever Serenity tried to pull away, I caught her and brought her right back.
“Oh… fuck… oh fuckkk…baby… fuuuuuck…”
“Yes… that’s it… take this dick like a good girl… take it all.”
I flipped her over, put her on all fours, and slammed into her again, deep and hard.
“Jesus fuck… My God, I can’t… Konflict, please…”