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Kyro pulls away from our kiss and smiles wickedly, “My wife is affectionate tonight…”

“I am not usually affectionate?”

Kyro scoffs, but his smile remains, “Yes, when you want my cock deep inside you. Is that what you want? A little exhibition…” He chuckles.

“Out here? We can’t it’s too public.” I say, standing up.

Kyro’s hand grips my hips as he stands up as well. “Everyone’s inside for the auction, but you’re right. Another night we will play with your exhibitionist ideas.”

I smile at the thought. Kyro wraps his arm around my waist as we walk inside, and I take a seat while Kyro goes up next to Prince and watches him continue to present items to be purchased.

As I look around the room, Maeve and Rowan are sitting a few rows ahead of me. I doubt she came here on a whim. My eyes wander a bit more and Kyro’s mother is sitting in a chair.

The auction begins to end, and Kyro starts to speak, “For those of you who do not know why I started this charity, I immigrated here from Russia at an early age, and I didn’t have a place where I felt safe or cared for or even just content with life. So, I had to become an adult when all I wanted was to be a child. No child should be forced to be anything but a child. Children deserve to feel safe and loved. They deserve to feel more than just contentment. For those of you that have children, please never forget that children aren’t kids for long. They need your support and guidance more than ever.” Everyone claps and Kyro ends the auction.

I get up and kiss him, then kiss Prince on the cheek. “How did you feel, babe?” I asked Prince.

“Good, I should do this all the time.” Prince gloats.

Kyro hugs Prince, “You should.”

I whisper into Kyro’s ear, “Your mom is here.”

He looks past my head and leaves a kiss on my neck. “I’ll be right back.

Chapter 20

Kyro

“Hi, son.” My mother greets me in Russian.

“What are you doing here?” I ask back in Russian.

“I’m sorry for coming, but I did not like how we left it. I want you to know that I’m sorry I failed you when you were younger. I’m sorry I didn’t come after you before, but I am now. And it will take time, but I want to earn your trust if you will allow me to.” She goes on.

I don’t know what to say at this point. I’m not looking for her acceptance, but I also wouldn’t mind having her in my life again. Slow increments might be okay.

“Alright, when I’m ready. I’ll let you know.” I exhale.

Prince runs up to me, and I can hear Reyna shouting his name. “Can we go home now? I’m tired.” Prince yawns.

I pat the top of his head. “Yeah, we’re leaving now,” I reply.

She looks at Prince at my side. She doesn’t ask anything but says her goodbyes and leaves. Reyna walks to my side and together we go outside and into the car that awaits us.

As we got home, I put my son to bed and found my wife. It’s been a long fucking day and I need my wife. Funny enough, I find her still in her dress in the kitchen, nibbling on dry cereal. “I found you.” The monster in me was glad that he found his prey.

“Do you want to talk about your mom?” Her genuine gaze shifted to me.

“Not particularly,” I answer, grabbing a piece of cereal and throwing it into my mouth.

She glares and wraps her arms around my neck, forcing me to look at her. “I’m your wife. You can talk to me. It doesn’t have to be now, but at some point, please do.” I lean in to kiss her soft, plump lips.

It’s not that I don’t want to speak to her, it’s just that I don’t care to dissect my mother right now. I’m over all the emotions I had before.

“Reyna…” I groan into this kiss.

Picking her up, I sat her down on the island and pushed her onto her back. Her dress is hard to take off at this angle, so I rip it until it comes off her body, and, not to my surprise, my wife didn’t mind it at all. I grab one of her breasts and massage her nipple with my pointer finger. She moans quietly, but I can’t have that. My tongue drives inside her drenched pussy. While my free hand rubs her clit. Now her moans get loud enough to echo through the estate.

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