~Maya's POV~

Lunch was pleasant; I'm glad Zion chose to take us elsewhere. Nathan's sex video was on the news, and I was the only person who saw him having a threesome, so he might think I had a hand in it. I didn't really need all that stress, really. I know I might be his number one suspect, but I can't risk stressing myself over his sex video. My husband is effusive and kind. I really love that idiot. I wonder how he can have two personalities. Zion is sweet, caring, and loving when he's with me. But a lion when he's at work and people fear him so much. No one should cross him; rumor has it that with a single phone call, he can make you lose everything in a single minute. He is intimidating, and that's one of the qualities I love about him.


'Did you enjoy your lunch, baby?"

'It was totally fine. I loved everything. Thanks, babe." He shoots me a wry smile. This man just knows how to turn me on without trying.

I threw my head back on the seat and relaxed, and the twins kept kicking. They are getting hyperactive these days, and it's a little too soon for them to be this playful. The rest of the drive home was quiet. As we pulled into the villa, I was greeted by a truck. I was too curious to see what was going on as people were moving up and down. I squinted in front of me and I was in awe. ‘Bechstein!'


'No, you didn't." He looked at me and smiled. I opened the car door without waiting for him to open it for me and ran inside. I was in awe when I entered our living room. I couldn't hold back. I screamed and jumped on top of him, forgetting I was pregnant. It was as though Zion knew what I would do because he supported me. I kissed him so fiercely, that I forgot that we were not alone. I noticed Zion signaling something with his hand. When I broke the kiss, it was just the two of us in the living room. I cover my mouth, not knowing what to say or do. I leaned my head and breast against his chest and he kissed the top of my head.

'Do you like it?" He whispered in my ear and I flushed.


'Are you kidding me? You got me the best. I love it!"

'Well, I'm glad you love it. The living room looks more like a home now. I think that the piano was the only thing missing. Come on, I need your help.' He said as he walked towards the piano."

'Where do you want me?" He gave me a mischievous smirk.

'Well, we can start right here on top of this piano, or you bending over it, maybe take it to the kitchen countertop next, the couch, maybe takes it to the bedroom afterward. What do you think?" I flushed. That's not what I meant, but hell, I would like us to take it to the bedroom.

'Right here on top of this piano, then the bedroom." I am really horny right now. I looked at Zion. He could barely focus.

'How do you want it?"

'Let's play, then you can eat me, devour the living soul out of me. Finger me, if you want, enter me with your head. I want all of you inside me. Like the sound of that?"

'Then you better play something good."

'I wouldn't play with dazzling you, My Lord."

~Zion's POV~

I looked at her, sweeping my gaze over her body before settling on her perky breast. She meant every word, a challenge I wouldn't want to lose. I picked up my phone and called Lucas.

Zion: You're all excused. Come back tomorrow morning.

Lucas: Yes, sir.

I put my phone back in my pocket.

'Dazzle me!" I commanded. She took off her sinful thong and placed it in between my clenched teeth, then raised one of her legs, revealing her sinful, shaved cunt. I swallowed hard with her thong in between my teeth and at the sight of her cunt. I was hard instantly.

I blame one month of starvation.

She looked at me and smirked, as though I was in for some punishment. She moved her fingers roughly on the instrument and looked at me and smirked again. I swear, whatever she wants to play must be forbidden. Then she started playing. Damn it, I knew this wasn't good. This was just for my torment. Damn, she can play. Fuck, I need a release. My balls are fucking gray now. It's been a fucking month. A whole month with no sex? That's 30 days. I fucking deserve some Bells. I've never gone that long.

She was playing Shades of Lovers' Song by Susanne Regen. Damn this woman. She closed her eyes and raised her leg. I got down on my knees and began lapping at her folds like a puppy. She appreciated me with an 'Oh." The piano got intense and I couldn't take it anymore. I hauled her up and placed her on top of it. I dragged the chair and sat down while her cunt was in full view for me. My head settled in between her thighs. I stood up and brushed against her, rubbing my stiff, starved cock against her softness. As I settled my eyes in between her legs again, my eyes gleamed with hunger. I stroked her skin with the tips of my fingers.

'Like what you see, daddy?"

'Fuck! You're filthy, you know that?' I rasped. I shoved my two fingers into her pussy, stretching her walls.

'Ahhh!" I chuckled and pressed my face in between her thighs. I started to devour her, lapping at her essence, and she let out a shrill scream before she buried her fingers in my thick hair.

'Oh my god, Zion!" She painted deliriously and shut her eyes.

I chuckled darkly. I was hungry. She fucking denied me access for a month. A month without being balls deep in her pussy was enough torture.

'God's not going to save you from starving me, Lady Archer." I rasped, 'Only I, Zion Archer, can save your pink little cunt."

Kitten?

~Zion's POV~

She got off the piano. One thing I love about my wife is that she challenges me and she hates losing to me. Well, I might lose today because the man has gone a month without sex, and I just want to be balls deep in her. She started unbuckling my pants, and I got hungrier, so I hauled her bridal style as I made my way to our bedroom. The kitchen counter can wait, I'm hungry. As I put her in bed, she immediately went for my pants.

'You are not the only one who is hungry. Do you know that?"

'Yes, ma'am."

I placed my hand on top of my head and let her do her thing. I heard my pants hit the floor and I could feel the excitement coming from my cock, followed by pre-cum. What is taking her so long? Then the next thing I heard was my ass being spanked. 'You've got some nice flexing ass kitten," I groaned, wondering where she'd learned that.

Kitten! Did she just fucking call me a kitten? Does she have a death wish?

'Not even a wolf? Kitten? '

'No, you can't be a wolf. I'm the fucking wolf, and you have to be the kitten today." Then she cocked her head and continued, 'Or Bunny."

'I'm offended." I heard another spank echoing throughout the bedroom.

'Call me mommy today."

'What!" I opened my mouth to protest, but she cut me off.

'First things first, you are to address me as Ma'am, Mama, Mommy, anything that has to do with an M. Scratch that, between the three, whichever one you prefer, though I prefer Mommy most of all. Do not dare call me Maya, Lady Archer, or Mrs. Archer. If you call me any of the three forbidden names, I will punish you without a warning. Do you understand? '

'Yes, Mommy."

'Good." I fucking blame one month of starvation. If not, well, we could have been saying something else. Well, thank God for the kids. I will have to go easy on her. If not, I could have torn her cunt with my cock today. She is playing a dangerous game. Then she continued, 'That was rule number one, rule number two. You do not look at me unless I ask you to. Your eyes are to be on the floor, understand?"

'Yes, Ma'am." Enough with the rules. Just swallow my whole cock if you have the guts. Of course, she can't swallow me whole. A sly smirk appeared on my face, which scared her a bit, but then, of course, I didn't have to look at the madam. I diverted my gaze. The. Floor. Well, looking at her was an offense, so what is the punishment? I felt something cold along with her tiny hands squeezing my balls. I groaned with my eyes wide open. What in the devil's balls did she use to squeeze my twins?

'Rule number 3, do not speak unless I instruct you to. Do you follow?"

'Yes, Mama." I have no idea what that is on my balls. It's not good for my health. I am a minute away from an explosion.

'Oh, and Kitten?" kitten again? I hate that name. Anything along the lines of wolf, lion, stallion, not kitten, Kitten sounds girlish. 'Kitten, look at me." I dragged my gaze to meet hers. 'You are not supposed to cum without my permission. If you cum you will not fuck for another one month.' I looked at her in horror, knowing full well that I was 1 minute to 12. Can a man cry? I wanted to cry because there was no way I wouldn't cum. My veins were out, bulging, screaming for my release. I started sweating. The veins on my face were evident that I was finished. I saw her fighting a laugh. She's got me wrapped around her finger.

I am finished!

But then I am here to serve. She then removed what seemed like an ice cube from my balls.

Hell, she's going to be the death of me.

'Please me."

'How do you want me, ma'am?" I asked with my eyes on the fucking ground. I wouldn't like the ice thing on my balls because, hell, I'll definitely cum and I wouldn't get to give my kids Daddy's hot thick ice cream. What am I saying? I am the one in need of being balls deep. Those kids ate ice cream already.

'Mommy, Mommy, is what I prefer."

'Yes, Mommy, how do you want me?" She looked at me and smirked, then opened her legs. I smirked, knowing that I would tease her. But then she closed her legs and tied my hands. She knew she knew I was going to fucking punish her. Hell, I'm in trouble. I watched as she climbed back to bed, and she spoke.

'Start lapping." With my hands tied, I started swiping her folds. But where is the fun? I will still tease her with my tongue. I went for the hole and her thighs immediately pressed against my head before they began to shake.

~Maya's POV~

I wanted control, but I failed horribly when he buried his head in between my thighs and I started to shake almost immediately. My thighs pressed against his head, and I swear I heard him purring against my folds. Hot sparkles were running through my veins as he fucked me with his tongue. An insistent pressure started building in my pelvis. I couldn't control my body. All I could do was hold on to his head until... Fuck! When did he untie his hands? His hand started shoving in and out of my sex, and I started screaming as I was reaching my peak, but then Zion stopped. I sat on the edge of the bed to see my husband on his knees with his eyes on the ground.

'Don't you dare try me, Zion Archer?"

'Mommy, what happened to you calling me Kitten?"

'Forget the damn kitten and come and fuck me!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.