Sleep
Kyle's POV
I don't even know where to start. Once again, my special powers have been kept under wrapped. I hope I never have a cause for it anyway.
And yes, I'm a bit scared of my wife now, so thank goodness she's in love with me.
I have a whole lot of questions, and I admit that I'm still pissed off that she ran away, but we were okay now, and safe. Maybe she made everything faster by running away because by now, we would've probably still been facing the problem, still consumed by fear.
When we arrived at the house, everything was just like we never left. The door of our room, replaced. Theresa, back at her job , the others too. While I headed up, Sabrina was too traumatized to stay away from the kids, so she released Theresa for the day. It was just around seven am, so she bathed them, and after I took mine, I joined her in the kitchen.
She refused to get a change of clothes, so she still looked tattered, and it broke me. I hoped she would move past such a terrible event.
We made a decent breakfast together, nothing sensual, just two adults putting breakfast together for the family.
I was careful enough to know not to ask her any questions, even though they were at the tip of my tongue.
It consisted of scrambled eggs, bacon, plantains and salmon. We had a really nice breakfast and I noticed that she kept monitoring the kids, making sure they were eating, so I decided to make sure she also ate.
I fed her and while she watched the kids, I took care of the dishes. I let go of the staff for a couple of days, just to get a breather.
Soon she took the kids to their room. I waited for her in the kitchen, at least hoping she would come back. She did.
I stood at one corner and watched as she walked in. When she saw me, she stood and kept staring at me.
“You've showered.” I nodded, weirdly scared. I couldn't believe the turn of events. I kidnapped a powerful woman. I will never make her angry again.
“What about me? Kyle. When will I shower?”
“Whenever you want? You're confusing me here, babe.” I chuckled nervously and awkwardly.
Just then, she began to approach me. When she reached me, she pulled me towards her by my collar.
“Come here. I told you to take care of me.”
“What?”
“You made me forgive those terrible people, so aren't you going to fulfill your end of the bargain?” She raised a brow, as if challenging me not to fulfill it so I would see what she would do to me.
She grabbed my hands and placed them on her ass. She urged me to squeeze, so I did, hard. She looked messy, but damn, she was hot and sexy as fuck.
It didn't take me long to understand what she had been implying all this time. Trust me, I didn't mind taking a hundred more showers if it meant coming inside her a hundred times.
I picked her up in bridal style and climbed the stairs, all the way to the bathroom. The whole time she greedily dropped kisses all over my neck, driving me crazy as I stopped thinking. I think I loved when she was in control and went after what she wanted like this. It was really attractive.
I dropped her on the bed then went in to draw up a quick bath. When I came out to take her in, she had gotten rid of her dress. She was completely naked and she stared me right in the eyes. Fuck, it was the most beautiful sight ever.
I resisted and picked her up, then dropped her into the tub. The bubbles and water were finally covering her skin so she began to play with the bath while I watched with keen interest. She was so damn beautiful.
After a while she stopped and stared directly at my shorts. My cock instantly responded and when I did nothing for a while, she began to whine and beg.
“Touch me. Get that off and come touch me.”
Fuck. Yes ma'am. She watched, licked her lips as I pulled down my pants and climbed on top of her under the top. She was floating and I was on top of her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and dragged my face down for a kiss that made my cock finally harden.
When we came up for air, I grabbed her breasts and squeezed. Her hair was above the tub so she threw her head back, closed her eyes and bit her lips. She liked it, so I squeezed even harder and grabbed her by her throat.
“Want me to fuck you into his tub?” I whispered hungrily and she nodded vigorously.
From under the water, I rubbed my cock for a bit with my free hand before finding her entrance with my fingers. I ran them through her folds for a split second and was awarded with a moan. Just like music to my ear.
I couldn't wait, so I sank in and began to fill her up slowly. She shook, trying to adjust and take me.
“You're always so big, no matter how many times you fuck me you're still so big all the time.” She whined like she was pissed but I couldn't help but smile as I began to take it slow. I loved when she talked dirty and used foul words.
Soon I began to rail her mercilessly against the tub, just like she wanted. She slipped and lost her balance many times but I always caught and thrusted even harder.
Her screams and moans didn't stop me, and I sure as hell knew we would have to get a new bathtub by the time I was done with my wife.
“Kyle, you're the worst!” She screamed at the top of her lungs and I knew it was getting to her when the insults came in. It means it is going on well and I should keep hitting the spot.
When her pussy tightened around my cock, I knew she was about to cum, so I learned in and kissed her, then let her cum. She moaned and cried into my mouth as she broke apart and came undone.
Her chest that had been constricted finally let her breathe. When she smiled at me, I knew it was over for me.
“I want to get on top.”
“What?”
“I want your cock to keep attacking me, that's what I'm saying. That's all I'm about right. Just let me.” She sounded eager.
I pulled her up, got under her and let her straddle me. Her breasts were so big and her nipples, so pink and suckable, so fucking mine.
My erect cock didn't waste time in accepting her sliding in when she sat on top. Soon she began to bounce on my cock with vigour and no matter how hard I bit my lips so I wouldn't moan like a pussy, I still did. Fuck, my wife wanted to kill me.
We made a mess of the bathroom and when I finally exploded inside of her, she smiled and kissed me deeply with tongue.
She came apart too, so when we finished she relaxed and I gave her a proper shower. I washed her hair too.
When I took her out and dropped her on the bed, she pulled me in and climbed on top of me like a wounded animal. Her hair was barely even dried.
For what felt like hours, my wife was kissing the shit out of me, rubbing her breasts all over me. I took them in my mouth and sucked. As she moaned, all I could think about was fucking her and never ever stopping.
We stopped after getting extremely swollen lips and she rolled off me, smelling just like me.
“I fucking love you, you asshole!” She yelled at the end of it. If I didn't know better, I would've assumed that she was drunk the whole time.
“I love you too, Sabrina. Satisfied?”
I grinned, watching her hot naked body. I knew she was tired, but her fresh skin pissed me off. I wanted to brandish it with my mouth, sink my teeth in and finish it with love bites.
“It's all your fault. I can't get enough of you.” Then she rose to her feet and threw herself on the bed in something akin to excitement.
I laughed and dragged her to me, then I ran my hands through her now messy hair, knowing it was a good time to talk.
“What happened to you up there?” I asked, and I felt her shoulders tense.
“It's okay if you're not ready to talk about it–”
“No, it's fine. I guess I was just angry. Before the moon goddess came, I had summoned her earlier to beg her to release the kids, but she didn't listen. Instead of feeling hurt, all I felt was pure rage, and I guess my body knew what I needed at that point. I really can't control it and I hope it stays hidden for now, especially since the kids saw.”
“I understand. I do. I'm glad you're okay too. But can you still control how you shoot out balls of whatever it is?”
“No, not yet. I have all the time in the world to learn. For now, I just want to be in my husband's arms.”
I looked up for a bit, smiling at the universe, wondering how I got so lucky. She calls me her husband and she loves it.
“Oh fuck it.” I pushed her down fiercely and climbed on top of her. I pushed her legs apart and stayed in the middle.
As she laughed, I leaned in and did exactly what I had been meaning to do to her skin for hours.
Her laughs turned into breathless moans as I bit and sucked her flesh. When I was done, I was more than awfully proud of my work. I nodded my head satisfactorily when she dozed off afterwards. She had completely exhausted herself so she should get her much needed sleep.