Page 85 of Enzo

Slowly moving in and out of her pussy, I enjoy the wet sounds that greet my ears. She tosses her head back and shuts her eyes.

Using my other hand, I pinch her chin and bring her head back to me.

“Open those fucking eyes for me.”

Her amber colored irises lock back onto me. I work her center slowly and deliberate, adding another finger to her tunnel. Using my thumb, I circle her swollen clit.

“Enzo,” she cries out my name.

The way her tight tunnel pulses around my digits tells me her orgasm is fast approaching.

“It’s mine, Michaela. Give it to me.”

Her breathing increases as her walls pulse faster and faster around me. Suddenly, she erupts. Her forehead falling to my chest as her body quakes with her release.

I slip my hands out of her warmth, leaving a sticky trail down her thigh before bringing my fingers to my mouth. I suck her essence off as if it was my favorite dessert.

“More,”my wolf snarls in my head.

On this, I had to agree. Stepping back, I grab her hand. She looks up at me, confusion dotting her brow.

This was not wise. I’m sane enough to know this, but that burning desire in my chest tells me to fuck being wise. I needed to bury myself between this vamp’s legs like I needed my next breath.

Tugging her hand, I pull her behind me. We make our way through the crowd in a haze. My return trip to the cabin was on autopilot. At no point in our trip was I able to talk myself out of this. Even when I think of this as being wrong, I get a waft of that scent and I’m right back in it.

I push the front door to my cabin open and hold it for her to walk in first. She moves into my foyer. My cabin is the replica ofhers, just in reverse. She takes no time walking further into the house.

I growl when she puts too much distance between us. Grabbing her arm, I pull her back into my chest.

“You have bewitched me,” I snarl into her neck.

Her soft chuckle causes my cock to jump. “And here you haven’t even been inside my magic yet.” She spins in my arms to face me. “If you can’t handle it, wolf, tell me now.”

She tugs at the shoulder of her dress, slipping her arm out. She then tugs on the other sleeve, removing the opposite arm. Once both arms are free, she allows the dress to fall to the ground, leaving her nude.

Her golden-brown skin glistens under the moonlight. Moonlight that seems to shine directly down on us.

“When you enter my bed, vamp, you will submit. You don’t run shit here.” Pulling my shirt over my head, I drop it to the floor as I kick out of my shoes.

“I won’t submit to any man ever again,” she says, placing a hand on her hip.

Unbuckling my belt, I snap my pants' button and shove the jeans down my thighs.

“Wanna’ bet?” I question.

I stand before her in my boxer briefs. My dick is so hard they are tenting the cotton fabric out in front of me.

The vamp lifts her chin. She’s challenging me. I’m going to love breaking her. She turns to run, but I’m on her faster than she can move. I grab her by the shoulder, spin her around, and shove her up against the wall right as I stick my tongue into her mouth. She fights for dominance. However, my hand around her throat causes her to submit. Our tongues dance, lapping against each other’s teeth.

She shoves at the waistband of my boxers. With one hand, I grab both her wrists, the metal cuffs clinking together. Pulling away from our kiss, I glare down at her.

“You don’t run shit, Michaela,” I remind her again.

She grins before leaning up on her toes and running her tongue up the side of my face.

The deep growl that rumbles from my chest is so savage most would be terrified if they heard it.

Letting go of her hands, I lift her by the thighs, allowing her to wrap her legs around my waist. I carry her to the closest flat surface, which turns out to be the couch. Dropping her down, I quickly get to my knees between her open legs.

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