His cock slid down. It pushed inside me in a hard thrust.
My cry joined his darker note of pleasure. Vincenzo shuddered and pressed his lips to my forehead. “Only you have the power to destroy me.”
I swallowed another sob. Tipping my hips up, I urged him to move against me, but the beast was not to be rushed.
He rose on his hands, gesturing between us with a jerk of his chin. “Do you see this? See how perfectly you take me?”
I whimpered, grinding in a desperate attempt for friction.
Vincenzo sat back on his haunches, gripping my hips and pulling me back with him so we stayed joined. “You’re full. Stretched and stuffed by my thick cock. Look, fiore. Look at how well you take me. How beautiful you are.”
Annoyed at the delay, I lifted my head to comply.
“I try to give you what you need, I try to take away the burden of control, but it’s all a lie, isn’t it?” he growled, voice filled with heat. “You’re always in charge. You command me with a mere look.”
I pinned him with a hard one right then and there. “So fuck me already, Enzo.”
His smirk was dark. “With pleasure.”
Scooping me onto his lap, he pressed my body to his and began to thrust into me.
“Like this, we’re equals,” he confessed before his mouth found mine in a hot, searing kiss.
It left me breathless. I wrapped my arms around him for an anchor. He was impossibly strong, holding me in place as his thighs and hips did all the work, fucking me hard. My body met every thrust. The throb that radiated from my core made my pussy ache. I whimpered with need.
“Give it to me,” I demanded, voice hoarse with desperation.
“Yes, my queen,” he growled fiercely.
Hearing those words on his lips, a blinding explosion of pleasure lashed through me. I trembled and would have fallen if he wasn’t holding me tightly.
Vincenzo was wild, erratically pounding into me. As I screamed, as the orgasm tore me open, he watched me, gritting his teeth to see me through the release. Only when I turned limp in his arms did he jerk. With one final, hard thrust, his dick throbbed. He spilled himself deep inside me.
We were breathing in ragged bursts, staring at one another in a raw, climactic moment. As the intensity ebbed, as we fluttered down from the incredible high, I reached weakly for his left hand. Hooking his ring finger around mine, I brought it to my lips.
“Enzo and Mandy,” I promised, kissing our fingers.
“Mandy and Enzo,” he replied. “Our bond has withstood the worst the world has thrown at us. They can’t break us, fiore. I won’t let them.”
“You don’t have to fight this on your own,” I breathed. “I’m here now, Enzo. Per sempre.”
He pressed his lips against my forehead. “Thank fuck. I’ve missed you…all these years, missed you so fucking much.”
I know he felt it too, the raw, surreal connection. Two souls that were mated eternally. The intimacy was overpowering. Only we could break this bond. And both of us swore with that shared look that we never had betrayed it, nor would we ever forsake it until our dying breath.
Chapter 56 – Amanda
After dressing me, Vincenzo looped his arm over my shoulder. He kept his shirt off, fisting it in his hand. I was tempted to lean over and press my lips against that beautiful expanse of skin. But I didn’t want to start something until we were back in our bedroom, so with great effort, I resisted the urge. Together, we took the stairs to our loft.
“So…you know what I thought when I found out you own this whole fucking building?” I peeped up at him with a smile.
“Not a bad crib?” he teased.
“Not a bad crib, Enzo,” I agreed. “But no, it was something else.”
“I’m glad you like it.” His gaze swept over the stairwell before landing on me.
“This is your castle in the sky, just like you told me,” I murmured, leaning into him.
