A Deal in Darkness (Dark and Devilish #2)

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THE DEMON YOU KNOW

ADRIANA

A small burst of pain catches my attention, rousing me from my sleep. The sting spreads over my shoulder and then it settles as someone licks it better. He's kissing my back, following the curve of my body toward my neck.

I shrug, trying to shake him off.

Enzo laughs against my skin and I don't enjoy the wicked sound. It's laced with threat and it's put me on edge in seconds.

“Are you sore, baby?”

I roll over and pour every ounce of venom I possess into my glare. He doesn't flinch and maybe his eyes are just as blind as mine are in the dark.

“What the fuck do you think?”

“Let's make you feel better,” he breathes against me, tracing the edge of my body with his fingertip.

“We're done,” I say, spitting my words at him as I push away. I sit on the edge of the bed, holding myself as I try to ignore the ache between my legs.

He turns a dim light on and I don't turn around, ignoring the fuck out of him as he moves around the bed.

I'd get up, but I'm not sure my legs will hold me and I don't want the embarrassment that will follow.

Or him to pick me up.

Or realize how pathetically weak I am.

“We're done when I say we're done,” Enzo says, utterly calm.

“The deal's complete. I got what I wanted. You sure as fuck got what you wanted. It's over.”

For a second time, his low chuckle sends a shiver down my spine.

The mattress shifts as he gets up, walking effortlessly around the bed. By the time I lift my head, he's standing in front of me, blocking my way.

“Do you need a hand?”

The arch of his eyebrow tells me he's amused. The glare I send him tells him I'm not.

“I don't need anything from you.”

Enzo waits, crossing his arms as he stares down at me. He easily intimidates me and I stare at the floor, hoping he'll give up and leave me alone.

I've just got to make it through tonight. Tomorrow is a new day and I'll be able to leave. Able to walk.

“You're making this difficult, baby.”

“I'm. Not. Your. Baby.”

I stand in anger and immediately regret it, experiencing shooting pain in my legs, my core, and throughout my spine. I collapse and Enzo catches me, gently lifting me into his arms.

“We made a deal, Adriana. You're mine now.”

“You can't do this.” I stammer and it’s a sign of weakness. “I'm not staying. You can't make me do this.”

Enzo lowers me onto the bed, smiling as I ease away from him.

“Adriana, you made a deal. You get what you want. In exchange, I get you.”

“You had me. We're even.”

His head tilts, and he isn't softening the blow he's delivering. “Indefinitely.”

I shake my head and back the fuck away. All the way until my back hits the headboard and there's nowhere else for me to go.

“This is fucking insane. You can't make me stay, Enzo. It's illegal or something. The police...”

“Won't do a fucking thing.” His eyes darken and he draws himself up, using every goddamn muscle in his honed body to intimidate me. “You made a deal with the devil, sweet girl. Now, there's no escape from me.”

He smirks, and it's despicable.

I loathe him.

With every cell in my body.

With all the rage in my soul.

“Since we're talking now, we may as well get a few things straight.”

I pull the sheet over me and cross my arms in front of me, hoping they'll protect me from whatever is coming next. If the look on Enzo’s face is anything to go on, this won’t be pleasant. It's going to be worse than unpleasant.

“You literally made a deal with a devil.”

Enzo stares at me and his eyes darken until all the irises are pitch black and only a few flecks of red and gold break up their darkness. He smiles and the shape of his face changes, impossibly elongating into something truly terrifying. It's sharp, chiseled, and sinister.

I shake my head, wondering what the fuck he's drugged me with.

“This is my other form,” he sighs. “Toned down. I'm afraid you’re fucked, Adriana. In more ways than one.”

My mouth falls as I shake, trembling as the realization that my eyes aren't lying to me hits. Hard. Damn hard.

“What the fuck?”

“We'll save the horns for later,” Enzo says, staring at me as if he wants to devour me. “Technically, I'm a demon, not a fallen angel. A powerful one, before you get any ideas.” He steps closer and there's no escape. “I suppose it isn't quite a deal with the Devil himself, but it's a close enough analogy for you to understand your position.”

I swallow, and the blood drains from my face.

“You can't...”

He sighs. “It's done, sweet girl. I wanted you and now I have you. For as long as I want. An eternity, if I so choose.”

Enzo moves toward the bed and I shuffle to the far side, trying to put as much distance between us as possible. He lowers himself and I spring forward, forcing my legs to take the weight they refused to earlier. I race towards the door, legs flailing and arms flapping wildly. This is my only chance and I can't afford to waste it.

Arms wrap around my waist and my feet no longer touch the ground as I'm lifted into the air. I thrash and pummel against Enzo's hands and he simply carries me back to bed, refusing to let me go.

I scream and thrash and cry, kicking and punching him as hard as I can. I stretch toward the bedside lamp and he yanks me away, controlling me without even trying.

“Stop this, Adriana. It gives me little pleasure to see you hurt yourself.”

I sit up and stare at him, absolutely still, as I meet his gaze. He smiles, congratulating himself on his win, and I whip my hand across his face. The slap sounds out and he blinks, surprised by my outburst.

He grabs my hair and pulls me toward him, twisting it until searing pain erupts across my scalp.

“Bad girl.”

Enzo's tone is pure evil and I shudder, absolutely terrified. He drags my head down, bending me over his lap and forcing my head onto the mattress.

“Don't fucking move, baby. Not a goddamn inch. Not if you know what's good for you.”

I'm too damn scared to stay still, shaking uncontrollably as I wait, bent over his knee.

“I will not forgive behavior like this again, Adriana. Understand it has consequences. Severe ones for you, and I will enjoy punishing you harshly.”

I whimper and my legs almost can’t take my weight, damn near to collapse from the strain of the terror and pain they're experiencing.

“Tonight is new for you and I will give you some leeway. I won't be so kind again. Understand me?”

I nod, frantically.

“Use your words, baby. Am I quite clear?”

“Yes,” I rasp, swallowing dry, acid air.

“Yes, Sir,” he corrects.

His hand circles my ass, and the threat is damn clear. Give him what he wants or suffer the consequences. Painful ones. Humiliating ones. Despicable ones he'll relish.

“I...” I close my eyes, dreading the burst of pain that doesn't come. “Yes. Enzo?”

He hums and his hand taps my ass.

“I'm scared.”

“I know,” he says, cold and unfeeling. “And I fucking live off it. Tell me you understand and this is over.”

I grind my teeth against each other. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

I move against his hold, and he doesn't release it. I'm surprised and confused, unable to do anything but accept what's happening as he holds me still.

“There’s still the slap to deal with, baby.”

I really fucking hate it when he calls me that and the anger rising in me threatens to boil over.

Enzo shushes me, stroking my back until I relax, leaving him in control.

“Pain or pleasure, Adriana?”

I whimper, and he laughs low.

“Choose, sweet girl. Before I pick for you.” Enzo's free hand keeps stroking my back and I moan, enjoying the softness of his touch and the way it soothes my body. It's relaxing my mind too, easing my anxiety and helping me find my center.

It's a despicable truth, but that doesn't make it any less real.

“Pleasure,” I rasp and he forces a cough. “Please?” I'm unsure if this is what he wants until he coughs again. “Sir?”

I hear his smile, and I don't like it.

“Such a good girl for me.”

I hate what he's doing, but I love the praise, just as I loved it earlier. It's impossible to deny how much of a kick I get out of it and I'll do better if I figure out how to stop it having this effect on me instead of pretending it doesn't.

Enzo's hand moves up and down my back, as his strokes turn into a different touch. They're erotic and my body comes alive, betraying me as he turns me on. My breathing changes as my pulse quickens, reacting to Enzo's touch as he stokes my arousal.

“I own you, Adriana. Your mind. Your body. And I'll use it how I want. Your mouth. Your cunt. Your ass too.”

I shriek and try to pull away, unable to as his grip on my hair immobilizes me.

“Not tonight. Don't worry, I'll be gentle when I fuck your ass. Until you can take more.”

I shriek again, and he laughs.

“Behave, Adriana. Be a good girl for me and let me play with you.”

His hand slides between my ass cheeks and I freeze, unsure of what he's doing to do. His hand moves forward, sliding past my ass and gliding over my pussy. He finds my clit, circling it and starting to tease pleasure out of my body.

I hate him for doing this. I hate the way he knows how to please me. How to do things to me that I’ve never known, never experienced. Things my body relishes.

It’s electrifying.

It’s exhilarating.

It’s disgusting, and it appalls me.

Enzo’s fingers move quickly, turning my building arousal into a wave that feels unstoppable. The heat’s rising inside me and my moans deepen as I lose all sense, responding to the pleasure Enzo’s building.

“Good girl,” he whispers.

I practically gush, and his fingers plunge inside me. His thumb plays with my clit as he thrusts his fingers into me, making me move against him as my hips grind into his hand.

“You need to learn to take my cock, baby. I want your pretty pussy trained for me, ready for me to fuck it whenever I damn well want.”

He’s disgusting.

His words are filthy.

And they’re only making a dangerous situation worse as they turn me on.

“Do you like that, Adriana?” he teases, sliding another finger into my pussy. “Do you like the thought of being my fuck toy?”

I gasp and writhe, desperate to come.

Enzo releases my hair and delivers a single spank to my ass. “Behave, baby. Behave and I’ll make it feel good.”

I moan and settle on his lap, giving in as Enzo fucks my pussy with his fingers. I’m soaking wet, making a goddamn mess all over his fingers, and I’m not the only one aroused. His thick, hard cock is digging into my stomach and when I move, I catch it, making him groan a little.

The pleasure builds and I’m moaning, practically begging him to make me come. My hips tip as I try to change the angle, searching for the last burst of pleasure that’ll push me over the edge.

Enzo’s hand slides up my back and he grabs my hair, twisting it as he uses it to pull me onto my knees. He smirks as he brings his hands onto my hips, twisting me as he lifts me onto his lap.

His smile widens as he holds me still, ignoring the arching of my back as I try to move away from him. His fingers dig into my thighs as he moves me into position, hauling me into the air and leaving me hovering over his cock.

Our eyes meet and I shake my head, pleading with him not to do this again. I’m still sore. I’m still unsure. I’m still convinced that this will hurt me.

“I’ll make it feel good, baby.”

I stare at him, begging him to change his mind. I’m dripping onto his goddamn cock and I’m entirely aware that my pussy’s aching. It’s not sore. It’s not bruised. It’s aching because it’s empty and as much as it disgusts me, I need Enzo inside me.

“Sit on my cock, sweet girl.”

He pulls me down and his cock slides inside me. It’s agony and ecstasy. A short, sharp burst of pain merged with the relief of being full and the pleasure of his sliding down my front.

My head tips back as I roll my eyes, letting the pleasure sweep over me. Enzo wraps his arms around me and pulls me toward him, lifting me as he fucks me, dragging his mouth over my neck.

A hand slides up my spine, grabbing my hair again and taking complete control of my head. Enzo yanks it forward, demanding I meet his stare.

“Eyes on me.”

He thrusts harder into me, sending my body spiraling toward ecstasy.

“Look at me as I fuck you,” he roars. “Fuck, you’re perfect. Such a perfect little fuck toy. Your pussy’s so fucking tight, Adriana. I’m going to fucking ruin it. Ruin you.”

I moan and try to tip my head back again, dangerously close to another climax.

“Eyes on me, baby. Keep those fucking beautiful eyes on me as I make you come.”

His hips work harder and his cock drives deeper. It’s hitting all the right spots, and every thrust is a heady mix of pleasure and pain. Enzo’s driving me wild and he damn well knows it, holding me on the brink of another climax as I pant and sweat, grinding into him as I work to find my release.

“Fucking good girl,” he growls. “Such a fucking good girl.”

I moan and his groans deepen.

“Do you want to come, baby?”

I nod and the scarlet flecks in his eyes burn brighter.

“Ask me nicely.” He thrusts harder, and it’s driving me insane.

My hips rock into his, and I claw at his arms. Enzo shakes his head, holding his climax back as he demands I give him what he wants. He’s absolutely in control and when his cock slides down my front wall again, I give in, surrendering so he’ll give me what I want.

“Please.”

He coughs.

“Sir?”

He smiles and crashes his mouth onto mine, kissing me roughly as he steals my breath.

“Good.”

He thrusts hard and pulls me down.

“Fucking.”

He thrusts again, and I scream in pleasure.

“Girl.”

His cock hits the perfect spot, and I explode. My orgasm tears through me, shattering every part of me as pleasure pulses through me. I’m lost, screaming as he stares at me, watching me come undone as his thrusts become frantic.

Enzo roars and his cock jerks inside me. His hands pull me down onto him as he growls against my lips, snatching hitched breaths as he comes.

We pant together, and Enzo smiles, gently kissing my forehead.

It isn’t rough.

It isn’t degrading

It’s nice.

“Perfect, Adriana.”

Enzo steals a kiss before he lifts me off his cock. I glance down, staring at the fucking massive erection still straining against me. His cock is glistening in come and a few streaks of dried blood still linger, left from when he fucked me earlier.

“I can fuck all day and all night.” Enzo smirks. “It’s one advantage of being a demon. My cock’s ready whenever I fucking want it to be.”

He lets me lower myself onto the mattress, sliding down next to me. Enzo smiles, and it’s almost kind. It’s almost reassuring. His eyes are almost soft. It’s almost enough to fool me into thinking he cares.

“I’ve got you, baby girl. You’re safe.”

Enzo turns me around, pulling me against him. His arms wrap around me, holding me firmly against him. I’m sleepy and the warmth of his body isn’t helping me stay awake.

I should fight against this, but I can’t. Not right now. Not when the darkness is so damn comforting.

“Sleep. I’ll wake you if I need more.”