Page 114 of Secrets of the Brother
I loved him beyond reason or rational thought.
He was no good for me.
I knew I could do better.
I could find a kinder, gentler man, one who would treat me well and give me a normal, stable life. Someone who was easier, simpler to love.
But I would never find someone whoconsumedme like Enzo.
I yearned for him.
I accused him of being mad, but it was only because I recognized the same madness in myself.
There were times where I just wanted to spread open his ribcage and crawl inside of him.
That wasn’t normal thinking!
The only place I'd ever felt truly safe was in his arms.
When he enclosed me in his embrace…when those big strong arms wrapped around me and I rested my head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat…it was like I ceased to exist.
My mind regressed to a primal state where all that mattered was my complete submission to his will.
And that is why I’m desperately trying to run as far away from him as possible.
A love like that wasn’t healthy.
It wasn't sustainable. It burned too hot, too bright, until there was nothing left of the person but ash.
He tightened his arms around me as he grasped my right thigh and shifted it high. He then leaned his hips in, deepening his thrusts.
I cried out as my hand fisted the silk lining of my borrowed coat. “Oh God!”
He slipped his arm out from under my head and propped his forearm just above my head.
He was now prowling over me, caging me in, like an animal standing over its latest trophy capture.
He slammed into me harder, quickening his thrusts. “That’s it, babygirl. Take my cock,” he growled.
I reached back and clasped my ass just under the cheek where it met my upper thigh and pulled it open, hoping it would ease the pressure on my pussy as his thick shaft pounded into me. “You’re too big,” I breathed. “It hurts.”
He pulled out and sat back, taking me with him. He opened my legs and forced me to straddle his hips. His intense, dark green gaze captured mine. “Be a good girl and”—he slowly impaled me with his cock— “bite me again.”
My eyes widened.
His hands spanned my hips as he violently thrust upward. He clenched his jaw and ground out, “Do it, Bianca. Bite me. Harder this time.”
My heart raced. I licked my lips.
He lowered his brow as he bared his teeth and literally growled at me. “Now.”
He thrust so hard and so painfully deep, I momentarily saw stars.
I grabbed his shoulders, leaned forward, and sank my teeth into his flesh, latching onto his neck, just above his collarbone. Deep.
Enzo’s fingers squeezed my hips as he thrust several more times before throwing his head back and unleashing an almost unholy roar that sent the winter birds scattering from the bare tree branches above us.
He pressed his hand to the base of my skull, holding my mouth to his neck as I continued to bite him as he spasmed inside my body, filling me with his come.
