A/N: Hey babies! I hope you had a good Christmas and if you don't celebrate, I hope you had a good holiday break! Or just a good day in general. I'm back with another update. This one is extended so you guys might have read only a little bit of it. I promise you, it was worth the wait for me to extend it. Excuse any errors! Comment, Vote, and Enjoy!♥️
DEVOUR IV
Beyoncé's eyes peered into Shawn's soul as he walked in with the kids. Yet, when she focused on her kids, all of her hatred for him disappeared. Her only worry was that he wouldn't leave. That he would find out about her affair although his was known first.
"Mommy!" Rumi shouted as she ran into her mother's arms.
"Did you have fun with Daddy?" She asked, matching her daughter's excitement. She didn't want her kids to see that everything was going wrong. Her marriage with their father was on the brink of being a memory. Something that they would talk about years and years down the line. She didn't even want the man in their home but, he helped create these beautiful souls. So, she had to thank him for that.
Rumi confirmed that she did with one head nod. It was all that Beyoncé needed to pick the little one up into her arms and swing her around, giving her various kisses on her cheek. "Mommy!" Rumi started to giggle loudly as Beyoncé set her down on the couch. Her giggling didn't stop as she still felt the little tickles that her mother had given her.
Sir walked into the room next, he was the shyer twin out of the two. He came up to his mother, smiling, and wrapped his arms around her. He didn't say much but Beyoncé knew he loved her just the same. He couldn't be bothered to do the same things as his siblings. He was chill, much like his father in more ways than one. She was hoping that Shawn would teach him right.
"SirSir! Did you miss mommy?" Beyoncé asked as she hugged her youngest child. He nodded as he cuddled into his mother. There was nothing like a mother's love and he felt it all.
The last child to walk into the room was Blue. Blue was carrying everyone's bags, looking distressed as she put them by the door. "Dad! Why didn't you help me?" She questioned, her high-pitched voice made Shawn laugh. "That's not funny..."
"Sorry lefty." Beyoncé rolled her eyes at Shawn's response. Even if he was being nice when the children were in the room, she couldn't help but despise him. She wanted to yell at him and tell him to go to hell. Everything that he owned needed to be burned along with him. That's how she felt.
[•••]
Onika took a deep breath, pulling all of the nervousness out of her body before looking up into the mirror. She didn't know why she was nervous. Her presence was known all over the house. It shouldn't have been that hard to go out and say something. Beyoncé was waiting on the other side, in a silky white robe with minimal clothes underneath. That too, made it hard for her.
How was she supposed to keep her hands to herself?
With one swift move, she opened the door and was met with Beyoncé's body. She was standing there with a troubled look on her face. As soon as Onika's eyes connected with hers, her shoulders instantly relaxed.
"You alright?" The room felt thick as Beyoncé touched her shoulder, pulling her closer. "I was hoping all of us could watch a movie in the living room."
Onika didn't know about that. She only wanted to greet them and get it over with. Her only fear was that Shawn would catch on to what Beyoncé was doing and try to blackmail her. So far, it was nothing. He didn't bat an eye when seeing her. He even waved a couple of times. And when she felt like she overstayed her welcome, he didn't mind. It was all up to Beyoncé.
She was the boss.
Onika nodded, letting the blonde woman lead her to the living room. Once they reached the living room, Onika peeped that all of the kids were in their pajamas and snuggled up together with a blanket. She smiled. She had to admit it was pretty cute. Onika stayed silent as she followed Beyoncé's lead.
"What are we watching?" All three of them turned their heads towards the couple.
"TROLLZ!" Rumi shouted. Blue covered her ears, groaning at the excitement Rumi was showing. She was annoyed, the volume just made her ears ring. When Rumi was finished, Blue wrapped her arms around her letting her sit in between her so she could see the TV without any problems. Sir was sitting up on the couch, looking Onika straight in the eyes.
"Baby, let's simmer down. Can we join you guys?"
"Mom, you don't have to ask," Blue said.
"Onika is joining us too. Make sure you be on your best behavior..." Onika waved quickly, letting her shyness run through her body. Beyoncé's kids were smart. They knew not to disrespect the company so they all waved towards the new woman in the room. Even then, Onika still felt like she needed to make a good impression. She didn't know why she was so shy but Beyoncé quickly fixed it with a nice grip of the hand. Beyoncé was so excited for this moment and letting her down isn't something she wants to do.
It seemed as if everything was going well. The kids were giggling along with the movie. The two lovers sat near each other and exchanged words every so often. Beyoncé couldn't have been happier. She knew it was a start. She knew that eventually, Onika wouldn't hesitate to play with her kids or say hi to them. Her mind was full of opportunities on how to get her to do other things for her. But it wasn't the time yet.
[THREE WEEKS LATER]
"NiNi!" Rumi called out as she ran into the kitchen. Onika was standing there with a smile on her face. She had already prepared some lunch for the kids. Each one of them wanted different things but they all settled on rice and chicken.
"RuRu!" Onika sighed as she wrapped her arms around the small child, basking in the moment. Avoiding this moment was the worst thing she felt she could ever do.
"Up?" Rumi motioned with her finger. Little did she know, Beyoncé was watching from a distance, smiling at their interaction. Onika picked her up gently, putting her on her hip.
"You look so cute like that," Beyoncé complimented. Her voice was soft but her gaze was hungry. She loved seeing Onika go back on her own words. Especially now that she knew she loved kids. It just made her all the more sexier.
"Thank you, this little baby doll is so adorable," Onika responds.
"I get it from my mommy."Beyoncé and Onika had the same reaction. The two were in awe at the child in her arms.
"I know you do, your mommy is very adorable."
All of Beyoncé's fears before Onika met the kids were gone. Yet, she always thought about how quickly she and Onika had got along. Just because of her husband's cheating, she was now in a new relationship. Learning what it was like to trust someone. To feel the excitement of any action that she witnessed them doing. Onika was special to her and she wanted to know more about her. The only thing that was stopping her from chasing more was her marriage.
The marriage that she swore she didn't want to be in.
Interrupting the sweet moment between her daughter and her lover, she leaned forward capturing Rumi's attention. "Rumi, why don't you go and do some reading time with Blue? Doesn't that sound fun?" As young as Rumi was, she immediately knew that her mom wanted her to exit the room so she could talk to Onika. She was put down on the floor gently, her light-up sneakers sparkling before her feet took off.
That left the two women in the room.
Playing mind games with each other.
Beyoncé leaned against the doorframe, smirking at Onika's appearance. Her 'Kiss the Cook' apron was stolen by her and all she could think about was making her wear it while she was naked. Biting her bottom lip, she walked forward and stopped in front of Onika. She leaned down to kiss her.
"You look so good like this," Beyoncé whispered against her lips.
"I would look even better on you." Onika was confident when it was just them two. But she knew once other people got involved, it would be tricky for her to maintain her emotions.
"You're right," Beyoncé smiled as she lifted Onika's chin upwards, kissing her lips softly. "You would."
"Tonight?" She asked.
"Tonight," Beyoncé confirms. "You can take me however you'd like..."
[ MIDNIGHT ]
The lights were out. Everyone was asleep but the two lovers decided to occupy the guest room. Across the house, stood the two. The younger woman sighed, running her fingers through her jet-black hair. She now realized what was going on. Even if she did sleep with Beyoncé to prove a point. To prove to the older woman that she needed more in her life and that she too could cheat. Could find happiness in someone other than her husband. Now it just seemed like there was more to the situation.
It was more complicated.
This was more than just a quick fuck. More than just Onika tasting her best friend's wife in their bed. His wife wanted more. Maybe even a replacement Onika had thought. She couldn't be the replacement that Beyoncé needed. Could she?
Onika faced the older woman who was smiling down at her. She was hungry. A bite to the lip is what made Onika's legs buckle and her pussy conjure up enough juices to make her panties slippery. She gulped, watching as Beyoncé stepped closer.
"I want you to use me," she said with a straight face. It was simple. No extra calculations were needed. She just wanted to be used. To feel good with someone who already proved to be better.
Better than...
Her hand was already on her breasts, squeezing the delicate mounds until Beyoncé moaned from the sensation. "Mm," she whimpered. Her nipples had been sensitive. If anything that just made her more excited. Then, Onika ran her hands down her body. Feeling the skin of her stomach before stopping at the curve of her waist. Beyoncé was hot. She needed it, badly.
"Take these off," Onika ordered, pulling at the elastics of her shorts. "Then." She placed a kiss on her belly button. "I want you to get on your hands and knees for me." With a head nod, Beyoncé complied. She turned around and pulled at her shorts before sliding them down her hairless legs. "No panties? You must've really wanted this, huh?" Onika teases with a whisper.
"Is it bad for a woman to want sex?" Beyoncé countered. Onika made the decision quickly, making sure her hand made contact with Beyoncé's ass. Her skin instantly felt the irritation as it turned pink. "Mm, fuck!" Beyoncé moans.
"Shh, you don't want everyone to hear." Onika was proud of herself. Smirking mischievously as she rubbed Beyoncé's asscheek. "Do you?"
"N-No... I—" Beyoncé breathed in, noticing how nervous she was now that the possibility of anyone coming in was in her remembrance. She quickly shut her mouth as she let Onika touch her body.
"You remember what I said?"
"Yes... yes..." Beyoncé would obey. Getting on her hands and knees for the smaller woman. She should've regretted her decision. She should've turned around and declined. She SHOULD'VE been in bed with her husband.
But this was better than anything. This was her drug. She started to believe that maybe her husband did her favor. Giving her to someone who would treat her like she was wanted. Like she was...
Seen.
Again, was a strike to her ass. She arched her back, moaning at the stinging sensation she felt. She never thought she would feel like this. Then again, she wasn't thinking. When it came to their relationship, it was just do. No thinking involved.
Onika smiled at the view she got the pleasure to see. Beyoncé was on full display. She could spot the beauty marks on her skin which made her even more sexier. She wished she could kiss every one of them.
"Oh my god..." Beyoncé whispered. She felt like her pussy was getting wetter each time Onika decided to touch her. Another spank came down on her caramel-colored flesh. She bit her lip, closing her eyes. Relishing the moment. She had never felt this much passion for someone before.
"Tell me what you want, Yoncé." Onika kissed the back of Beyoncé's thighs, letting her hands roam to her asscheeks before she rubbed them in light circles.
"Eat my pussy," Beyoncé whispered, hoping Onika would just get right to it.
But no.
Onika smirked to herself, knowing that Beyoncé would want to have to beg. She loved when she would plead and her eyes would get low as her mouth dropped open. She wanted her to beg like her life depended on it. Like if she didn't beg, her life would crumble like rocks to the ground.
Taking her hands off of her asscheeks, Onika smiled deviously. Her hand gripped the older woman's hair. With a gentle pull, Beyoncé was now facing Onika. Her mouth opened just a little before she licked her lips. "You know how to beg for what you want... right?" Beyoncé nodded, hissing at Onika's grip. "I need a verbal answer."
"Yes," Beyoncé says quickly. "Yes, I do. Please..." Her voice was husky, deep enough to send Onika's panties into a flood. Enough to turn her into a puddle on the floor. "Please, Daddy?" Beyoncé begged with question. It was a new taste on her tongue. One that she had previously wanted to try before but it never came.
Until this moment.
It shocked both of the women. One of them was afraid of what she had said. The other, smiling to herself about how good it made her feel. Onika released her grip from Beyoncé's hair and watched her blonde hair fall to the side of her shoulder.
"C'mere."
It hadn't been long before Onika had Beyoncé whining against her, wanting to cum so badly. Her body thrashed around on the bed. Even though she wanted it, she was pushing her away. Onika's speed was far too much for her. The constant nipping at her folds, her tongue sliding against her labia. It made her eyes roll into the back of her head.
"Mm, shit..." Beyoncé moaned as Onika licked her pussy lips. Tasting her flavor and moaning at the taste. She loved the way Beyoncé tasted. No one tasted better than her. No one could. Her skin was soft, her pussy was good, and she had a mind that made you wonder.
"H-hmph." A whine came from her lips as Onika buried her tongue deep into her pussy. Making sure to touch all of her sensitive places to make her squirm. The one thing on her mind was quietness. Even on the far side, that didn't mean the room was soundproof. "Fuck, Daddy... fuck me..." Hearing her moans was the motivation for Onika to keep going as Beyoncé moved her hips against her face.
Again.
She tried to pull away.
Pulling away, Onika looked into her eyes. Beyoncé gulped, feeling the arousal rise and fall as the intimidation settled in her stomach. It was only for a brief moment... but Beyoncé knew what was next. She sucked in a sharp breath as she closed her eyes.
Onika didn't have to say much. Her fingers dipped inside of her, penetrating the deepest parts of her to extract her honey. She didn't care if she was making it hard for her to be quiet. She was fine with not exchanging many words.
But her body knew who it wanted.
Beyoncé came against Onika's fingers unexpectedly. She was going to let out a moan that would wake up everyone if it was heard.
But Onika didn't let that happen.
Her hand covered the older woman's mouth as she mumbled random words against it. Containing her moans and words of desperation. Beyoncé stared into her eyes lazily, beads of sweat settled on her forehead as she accepted that this is the way she wanted Onika to fuck her. To take her. To do anything she wanted.
"Is that what you wanted baby?" Onika asked. Beyoncé could only nod softly as she breathed heavily. Her body was sprawled out on the bed, vulnerable. She could feel her eyelids dropping.
Soon enough, Beyoncé wrapped her arms around Onika. Falling into a slumber. Onika smiled and kissed Beyoncé's temple. If they were both careful, they could sleep in the bed together and wouldn't be disturbed. And although it felt good at the moment, Onika knew that she would have to slip out of Beyoncé's grasp. Finding her own time to herself. Pretending she was just a guest in her home to the person she claimed she respected the most.
Is it respect if the woman he supposedly loves is in your arms instead of his?
END OF DEVOUR CHAPTER 4
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Hey babies! I extended this chapter for you guys to enjoy. That was... steamy. This is a very complicated relationship. Imagine fucking someone else's wife with no direction but to remind her that she's something special. Anyway, here are some questions for you guys!♥️
How was it?
What did you think of Beyoncé
What about Onika?
Do you think they'll ever get caught?
Why do you think Shawn doesn't notice?
What do you think of Beyoncé wanting Onika to do things with her and her kids?
Do you think she wants to replace her husband or just get back at him?
Do you think Onika respects him?
What do you think Onika is trying to teach Beyoncé?
What do you think of Onika's interaction with the kids?
What about them fucking in the guest room across the house?
What do you think this affair is about?
Do you like Dominant Bey or Submissive Bey?
Do you like Dominant Onika or Submissive Onika?
Any comments about the story?
Favorite line?
Favorite part?
~Daddy♥️