Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 73655 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73655 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
A whimper escapes Luna's lips, her hands tangling in my hair, attempting to pull me closer, to where she needs me, but with another flick of my wrist, another droplet appears on her other thigh. A warning. And she releases me.
"Please, Enzo," she pleads, her eyes wide, glassy as she looks down at me between her perfect thighs. I lap at her blood, enjoying the tang as it hits my taste buds. I continue taunting her with a pinch here, and a pierce there, and soon, her hips are rising and falling, her cunt drenched as her juices drip down her ass.
"Beg me for more," I growl, my mouth inches from her core. The scent of her arousal sending me reeling over an edge I never want to come back from. I drop the knife to the floor, before I suckle on the wound I made on her smooth, porcelain skin. It's tiny, but the more I suck on it, I know it hurts.
My teeth graze her flesh, causing her thighs to quiver. I bite down hard, earning myself a scream of unadulterated pleasure. When my mouth pops off her leg, I bask in the beautiful red circle left behind.
"Every time you close your legs tomorrow, and days from now, it will be the memory of me on your mind," I promise her, before doing the same thing on her other leg.
Luna meets my gaze then. Her face the picture of seduction and innocence, a contrast if ever I saw one. And she says the words I've been dying for her to say since the moment I first laid eyes on her, "Enzo, please just fuck me."
Chapter 21
Luna
It's as if something inside him snaps. My words, the chemistry that sizzles between us, has Enzo gripping my ankles, and tugging me down the bed until my ass hits the edge. He nestles himself between my thighs.
"You've wanted my cock since you first saw me," he taunts, making my cheeks heat. "Didn't you, little dancer?" He doesn't bother taking off his clothes, he grips his shaft which is hard from moments ago when I had him in my mouth, and he strokes himself.
The hypnotic movement makes my core clench, knowing what he's about to find out. He's going to know what I've been hiding from him. He drops one hand to the mattress which lands beside my head. The other, positions himself at my entrance.
"Last chance to back out," he murmurs along my lips, but the bastard knows I'm not going anywhere. I told him at the warehouse that I'm here to stay.
I offer him a smile. "Do it," I challenge, urging him by wrapping my legs around his waist. The small incisions he made with his blade sting when my flesh meets the material of his slacks.
Enzo notices the wince on my face before he nudges the tip of his weeping cock against my pussy. "Fuck," he curses under his breath when he pushes inside.
"Do it, Enzo, show me what a monster you are," I mumble against his mouth, my tongue darts out to lick at his lips and it releases the feral beast within because in one brutal thrust, he's fully seated inside me.
Pain explodes through every nerve-ending in my body, reminding me that my future husband now owns every part of me. Even the most valuable of all. Enzo stills, his body tense as my nails dig into his shoulders through the material of his shirt.
"Luna," he whispers in a tone that is a stark contrast to the violence he just slammed into me with. "Luna," he says my name again, and I finally open my eyes, allowing him to see the truth swimming in the tears that have collected on my lashes. "You were a virgin."
Slowly, silently, I nod.
"Jesus," Enzo grits through clenched teeth. He's so tense, he doesn't move. The thickness of him fills me to the brim, and I'm sure he's going to split me in two the moment he does slide out and in, the moment he fucks me, I'll break, and I realize I've made the king fall, but I'm tumbling alongside him into the abyss. "Why didn't you tell me?"
My throat works past the lump that's formed, and I stare into those dark orbs. "Because I didn't need you to look at me differently," I tell him in a broken whisper. Reaching for his face, I cup my hands on his cheeks before I murmur, "I wanted your darkness."
And that's when he moves. His hips sliding back, sending more pain coursing through me, and then, Enzo slams back in. My pussy is wet, but it feels as if he's tearing through me. A storm waging war on the land beneath it. And I'm sure there'll only be destruction in its wake.
He slides out, and thrusts two more times before he stills when he's so deep inside me, I'm convinced he's hitting my stomach from the inside.