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The five slaps that follow my demand are worth it when he finally unbuckles his pants, and frees his cock. He rubs the head against my entrance, making me moan again. “That’s it, wife. I want to hear you while I fuck you. Are you ready for my cock to be back in your wet cunt?” His tone is low and throaty, and I shiver in anticipation.

“I’m ready for you, husband,” I softly reply, kind of loving calling him that.

Kai doesn’t make me wait long, he holds on to my hips while he works his way into me. Then he spreads my cheeks again, and when I feel the plug moving, I realize the bottom part must touch his stomach. Since I haven’t seen the toy, I don’t know what it looks like, but fuck if it doesn’t feel good to have it moving even if he isn’t working it in and out like he is with his cock.

Wrapping an arm around my waist, he holds me in place, pumping into me while also working the butt plug. “I need you to come soon, Nereid. I want you to come on my cock and I can’t hold back much longer.”

Kai is expertly playing me, fucking me just so delectably right and I gasp every time his cock and the plug are thrust into me. The orgasm is close, I can feel the pleasure humming from my toes to the top of my head. It’s like a wave that’s going to swallow me whole.

“Kai!” I scream his name as I fall over the edge.

He pumps into me three times before he joins me, roaring my name as he comes inside me.

Our breaths are nothing but panted puffs, and his chest is sticky against my back as he practically collapses on top of me, pushing my front against the table. Despite the edges digging into my skin, I don’t move because when I do, I have to leave. Right now I don’t want to think about Nikolaos’ funeral, or about seeing Alexander and Marian. I just want to be here, with my husband.

“What makes you smile so wide?” Kai’s question surprises me.

“How can you tell if I’m smiling or not?” I ask, genuinely wondering how he knows since he’s behind me.

“I just do.” The non-answer makes me frown. “I can see the corner of your mouth turning up. Now, though, it’s not, so I’m guessing that either my question or reluctance at giving up the reason wiped it away.” With a sigh, Kai pulls out of me, leaving my cunt feeling empty.

As he disappears into his private bathroom I feel bad. Why was I frowning anyway? It’s not like it was a big deal. Sometimes I really hate my thirst for answers.

Before I can give it too much thought, he returns with a wet washcloth in his hand, and after removing the plug from my ass, he makes me move so he can gently wipe me clean. I’m sitting bare-assed on his table, my legs pulled up and spread wide, and there’s something incredibly intimate about baring myself to him for tender care rather than passionate touches.

I wrap my hand around his wrist—well, I try to—and halt his movement as the cloth slides across my mound. “I was smiling at how much I enjoy calling you my husband in my head,” I admit, letting him see the truth in my eyes.

His features soften, and he drops the cloth so he can palm my face. “And I love knowing you’re my wife. Mine to keep,” he whispers before kissing me softly.

My heart feels so full in that moment that the words are right on the tip of my tongue, but I swallow them before I accidentally give them a voice. It’s not that I’m afraid to tell Kai that I love him. My fear is that he’s not ready to hear it.

I wrap my legs around him and pull him closer. His cock twitches when he’s so close it’s pressed against my core, and I want him again, and again, and again—until I’m boneless, and all I can do is meet him thrust for thrust and scream his name. Even then, I still don’t think it will be enough to satiate my hunger for him, for my husband.

“Nereid.” He groans my name, like he’s feeling the voraciousness, and that’s all it takes. I’m not just ready for another round, I’m craving it.

Moving one hand between us, I fist his growing dick, loving the feel of it swelling in my hand while I stroke him. “I’m going to miss you.” Before he can answer, I claim his lips.

His kiss says more than his words ever could. It’s gentle, unhurried, but so filled with passion I wouldn’t be surprised to find his office aflame. Kai pulls back and kisses the tip of my nose before asking, “Me or my cock?”

As he buries his face in the crook of my neck, I recognize the question for what it is—a deflection, and maybe a vulnerability as well. “You, my husband,” I say, speaking my truth. Then I pull at his hair so he can’t hide from me. “I’m going to miss you, all of you, and not just what you can do to me.”

Watching his features soften as he processes my words is a rare and amazing sight. One I want to cherish forever.

“I’ll miss you too, Acacia.” I love the way his tongue caresses every ‘A’ when he pronounces my name. “If it’s okay with you, I would like to come visit. A month apart is entirely too long.”

I don’t realize my eyes are closed until they fling open. “You want to come visit?” I probably sound entirely too surprised, but I am—surprised, that is.

Kai’s going to be insanely busy inducting Arthur, along with the new Russo Leader, and… well, my dad. So I’ve already resigned myself to the fact that I wouldn’t be seeing him for a month. And because of all those obligations, it never even occurred to me he might want to come to Greece. Shit… should I have invited him?

“I didn’t think you would have time,” I say, licking my dry lips. When I feel him withdrawing mentally, I lean my forehead against his and whisper, “I would love it if you can come to Greece, and… maybe I can show you some of my favorite places?”

When he lifts his hand and cups my cheek I nestle into the soft touch. “Then it’s a date, because I don’t think I can go that long without seeing you.” I hum my agreement. “Let me get this paperwork filed first, and once that’s done no one can keep me away no matter what you’re doing.”

Picking me up, Kai carries me over to the couch and reverently lies us both down so I’m half on top of him, my head resting just above his heart. I know I should get ready to leave, I just can’t bring myself to do that yet. Instead we make plans, and he laughs good-naturedly at my excitement about showing him around.

When my phone rings, I know I can’t push it any longer, and I reluctantly get up and get dressed. My heart feels heavy, and I hate that I have to leave a part of it behind. My unhappiness about the situation is mirrored on Kai’s face, and I love knowing I’m not the only one who’s against this separation.

My sadness evaporates when Kai reminds me that I have to play nice with Marian. “It’s just for a little while,” he chuckles, probably because he can read the anger on my face. “When Nikolaos has officially been laid to rest, she’s a nobody. She’ll revert to being a Hatt, he made sure of that. She’s not in his will, so her fate will be in Arthur’s hands.”

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