A Deal in Darkness (Dark and Devilish #2)

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READY FOR IT

ADRIANA

T he road to Hell is less of an actual road and more of a torrent of darkness that we move against to escape its clutches. It’s some kind of energy flow or portal. Enzo tried to explain it to me when we started on this awful journey, but I lost track when he started explaining complex metaphysics and what sounded a bit like quantum theory.

I give up trying to stay conscious and collapse against Enzo, safe in the security of his hold. It’s peaceful in a way. It’s quiet. And it doesn’t make me feel like I’m about to throw up.

Light burns my eyes and I hiss as I wake. Rays creep through the curtains and I turn away, pulling the covers over my head. Despite all the time spent recovering in Hell, I'm tired and need to rest. I still don’t feel refreshed and Hell isn’t an ideal place to take a break.

There’s still a lot to unpick and it feels overwhelming. My mind jumps from thought to thought, scrambling the ideas around without solving any of the problems.

Enzo ensured I was physically fine and there isn’t a scratch or scar on me. On the outside, I’m the same as I ever was and you’d never guess anything bad had happened.

On the inside, I’m a fucking mess. My emotions run wild and swing from one extreme to the other. I dread going to sleep because of the nightmares and hate the agony of being unable to drift off. I’m tired, I’m on edge and every fucking sound makes me startle.

I’m not coping.

And Enzo isn’t forcing me to.

He’s being reasonable. Unusually reasonable. It’s worrying.

The only thing Enzo’s insisted on is the tightening of the rules, and I understand why he’s enforcing them. He made it clear what I needed to do and he’s given me little leeway, determined I’ll learn to obey him. He’s as terrified of losing me as I am by what Eva did, and this is his way of coping—and the structure helps me exist.

It's one less thing to think about and it lifts a burden off my shoulders.

I finally give in to the reality of consciousness and sit up, taking in my surroundings. The room is vast. It’s absolutely stunning. There’s pale grey wallpaper and soft modern paintings. Dark wooden furniture doesn’t overpower the light airy space and the sitting area by the window looks perfect to relax in.

It's extravagant but not overpowering. It’s opulent but not oppressive. Everything is expensive. Everything is new. Everything is what I would choose if I were decorating a bedroom.

I get up to wander around and my neck catches, sharply pulling me back toward the bed. My heart rate accelerates as my fingers grasp my collar, finding the chain that ties me to the headboard.

It’s locked.

It’s obviously locked.

And there’s not a chance the padlock’s coming undone.

The door flies open and Enzo marches through it. Our eyes meet and his light with amusement—and lust. His slightly ragged breathing and tense forearms suggest he’s aroused and he walks toward the bed slowly, deliberately, like a predator stalking its prey.

He’s still a monster. A beautiful monster. One that would never hurt me and who I want despite all his darkness.

“You chained me to the bed?”

His chin dips. “You were exhausted and I had work to do. Half this fucking house needed fixing, and you’re far too precious for me to risk you wandering off again.”

I roll my eyes and tug on the chain, mildly irritated by this demonic display of affection. “It can’t have taken you that long.”

“You wanted a house, Adriana. A fucking big one, as I recall. There are over a hundred rooms, including a library.” He walks closer. “I assumed you’d appreciate some equally huge gardens. They run down to the river so you can watch the bloody boats to your little heart’s content.”

“Oh. My. God.”

Enzo hisses. “Don’t blaspheme.” He smirks. “Do you like it, baby?”

“A lot,” I mumble.

“Good. You can see the rest later. It’s going to blow your fucking mind.” Enzo plants a kiss on the top of my head. “I want you to have this, Adi. Just ask for what you want and you can have it.”

I nod and lean against the bed.

“Look at you, baby. My collar. That chain. My bed. Fuck.”

He grabs me and pulls me against him. Enzo smiles and my heart races as it beats so fast I wonder if it’ll ever recover. He’s breathtaking when he’s this carefree and I submerge myself in the ebony of his eyes, finding fulfillment in the oblivion they contain. His head dips and his lips brush against mine, and then he kisses me. Deeply. Powerfully. Dominantly.

“On the bed, baby.”

My clit pulses with heat as my pussy drips, and my silk shorts start getting wet. I push my legs together to ease the ache and Enzo’s eyes darken until the starlight bursts and sparks of crimson ignite.

“Now, sweet girl. Before I throw you on it and fuck you senseless.”

“You’re going to fuck me senseless anyway, Daddy.”

Enzo cocks an eyebrow as I move back onto the bed. “Let’s put that mouth of yours to good use, baby.”

My arousal becomes too hot to handle as I watch Enzo unbuckling his belt. He’s teasing me and every clink the metal makes sends another wave of heat into my clit. He pulls his dick out and the bead of precum at its tip glistens. It’s enticing and I stick my tongue out and lick it away, tasting the sharpness of blood oranges and the sweetness of summer fruit.

“Open.”

I obey, and Enzo slides his cock into my mouth, easing it toward my throat. He’s more careful than usual and his movements aren’t as harsh. He thrusts deeply but softly and the taste of his dick is divine.

“I want your throat. Open wide for Daddy.”

Enzo pushes his cock into my throat and I relax around it, letting it slide in until his hips connect with my face.

“Good girl,” he rasps. “I’m going to fuck your face until you cry for me, baby. You’re so fucking pretty when you cry.”

His rhythm quickens and he moves harder, forcing his cock into my throat as I start to gag around it. Enzo ignores me as I struggle, pulling me towards him with the chain attached to my collar while his hand shoves the back of my head forward.

My eyes flood with tears, and I don’t fight them. I gag and splutter, letting my tears fall down my face. Their wetness mixes with the saliva dripping down my chin and Enzo stares down at me, utterly entranced by the mess I’m in as his cock fucks my mouth.

“Fucking filthy slut,” he rasps. “Fucking beautiful.”

His breathing becomes as erratic as mine and his cock swells, suddenly spilling reams of hot and spicy come into my throat. I choke and splutter as he groans in pleasure, withdrawing and staring as his come drips from my mouth.

My hands move to my face, and he grabs my wrist.

“Don’t clean it up, you’re fucking perfect like this, baby.” Enzo hums and sweeps a little of the come back into my mouth. “Show Daddy the perfect pussy that he owns.”

My core clenches as my pussy squeals in delight and I move back, spreading my legs as wide as I damn well can. I’m desperate for him to play with me, and the air isn’t enough to cool the heat between my legs.

“You’re such a slut, Adi. Look how fucking wet you are. Fucking dripping for my cock. You’re covered in my come and you’re gagging for my cock.”

I nod frantically, and Enzo runs his hands over my thighs.

“Should I make you beg?”

I shake my head.

“No?” He laughs, darkly. “You think you’ve earned my dick without asking for it?”

I giggle and Enzo sighs.

“What the fuck am I meant to do with you, Adriana? You’re so damn perfect. You were made for fucking. Made for me to fuck. I’m going to ruin you, baby.”

I nod, already unable to form words.

“I’m going to fucking ruin that perfect cunt in the way you’ve ruined my fucking cock.”

I freeze and my eyes widen, meeting his. Enzo’s absolutely calm and in control. The games have stopped and all that’s left is the brutal honesty of our vulnerability. There’s nothing left to hide behind and nothing keeping us apart. He’s raw and open, exposed and honest, staring at me intensely and refusing to let me escape him.

“You’ve ruined me, sweet girl. There’s no one else but you. Only you. Fight me again and I’ll fuck you into submission. Try to die on me again, and I’ll haul your sorry ass back here and fuck you back to life. There’s nowhere you can run where I can’t find you. Nowhere, Adi. Now be a fucking good girl while I devour your perfect pregnant pussy.”

Enzo looks into my eyes as he lowers his head, clamping my legs in place with his hands.

“Are you going to behave?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He grunts and his tongue laps at my clit. A moan of pure pleasure rolls off my chest and up my throat as I arch my back, enjoying every fucking moment of this.

“More, baby,” Enzo says. “I love the fucking noises that you make. I want all of them. Make all the fucking noise you like because I’m not stopping until you come.”

He licks and sucks as I grind into him and moan shamelessly. One hand clutches my stomach while the other kneads my breast, heightening the desire building. I’m so turned on I’d do anything he asked, anything he wanted. Anything for his cock.

The heat builds, and my core clenches as Enzo pushes me toward an orgasm. He teases, slowing down enough to back from the edge of oblivion and then moving his tongue even more aggressively. He does this over and over, sliding his fingers into me until I’m so desperate to come that I lose track of the things I promise him in return for an orgasm.

I’ve lost my goddamn mind to the man, and he absolutely loves it.

His fingers curl forward and his tongue flicks over my clit.

The burst of pleasure takes me to the very brink of orgasm, and I plead for release. For relief. For him to give me what he’s made me work so damn hard for.

“You’re going to scream my name so fucking loud that all of Hell can hear it,” Enzo breathes against my clit. “Come on my face and let them hear how much fucking pleasure I give you.”

He sucks my clit into his mouth, and when he laps it with his tongue, I explode.

“Amaymon.”

My body breaks as pleasure destroys it and contraction after contraction shatters my stability. I gasp and cry, panting as the heat begins to fade and my chest cools as I relax, sinking into the bed. My skin is drenched in sweat and glowing from the orgasm—and I stare up at Enzo, seeing adoration through my daze.

“Perfect.”

Enzo kneels between my legs and massages my body, easing any aches and letting me recover. I moan as he gives me a different type of pleasure and I float in the warmth spreading through me.

“Are you ready?” he asks.

I lift myself onto my elbows and tilt my head.

Enzo’s eyes flick down and I trail my eyes down his spectacular body, finally realizing why he’s asking. His cock is always intimidating, but the sight of two of them is more than I can handle. Both are huge. Both are hard. Both are dripping precum and ready to kill me.

“Holy fuck,” I hiss, shaking my head. “They’re not both going…”

“They are, baby.”

I swallow. “I can’t…”

“You already have, Adi,” he smirks. “I promise this will feel good. I’ll make it feel good.”

“How do you even… Why do you have two?”

Enzo laughs, wickedly. “It’s a gift, sweet girl. One you’re going to enjoy.” He leans forward and kisses me. “My second cock only comes out when I’m exceptionally aroused. Hearing you scream my name, my proper name, as I make your cunt come that fucking hard while your pregnant body breaks apart makes me lose my goddamn mind.” His hand runs down my center and I moan. “Your perfect little body that’s growing my child inside it. Fuck, Adi. I’ve never been so fucking turned on.”

I blush on top of the glow still heating my body and Enzo’s smirk widens.

“They’ll fit, baby.”

“Just don’t…” I pause and he moves forward, watching. Always watching. “I don’t want to hurt…”

“I know, sweet girl. I know. I’ve got you.”

Enzo slides two fingers inside me, quickly adding a third. They thrust in and out, pushing me apart as he stretches my pussy. It’s pleasantly uncomfortable, and the pinches of pain merge with pleasure, heightening it. He slides one cock in and I gasp, full and clenching around him.

“Relax, baby. I’ll make this feel good.”

I lie back and watch him as he fucks me. He’s moving slowly and paying attention to every inch of my body, hyper-focused on every move I make. Enzo’s reading every one of my reactions, interpreting them like he knows them before I do as his fingers slide in around his cock. I whimper as the pinching sensation returns and his eyes flick up to mine as he eases the pace, giving me time to adjust.

“You’re doing so well for me. My perfect little fuck toy likes having her cunt stretched, doesn’t she?”

I bite my lip and nod, surrendering to the sensations sweeping through me. Enzo drops his head and nibbles my lip, sucking and biting as he kisses me. My core heats again and the pleasure builds and I breathe into his mouth as he steals my breath again.

“Watch, Adi,” he says, pulling back. “Watch as I ruin you and your cunt with my cocks.”

I raise my head and watch as he lines his second cock up with my entrance, teasing me before he slides it in.

I cry as sharpness overwhelms me, impossibly full and unsure I can take any more. Enzo keeps moving forward, slowly but relentlessly entering me until our hips meet—and then he stills.

“Fuck, your pussy’s heaven.”

“Don’t blaspheme,” I moan.

Enzo’s eyes widen as I catch my breath and my body begins to relax around his cocks.

“I’m not, baby. Your cunt’s so fucking sweet. I’m going to enjoy worshiping it. Regularly. My dicks are going to paint it with my come as they’re baptized in yours. Fuck, Adi. I’m never going to stop fucking you.”

His hand presses on my stomach and I practically swoon for the demon who’s impaling me on his fucking massive cocks.

“Perfect, baby.”

Enzo’s eyes darken and gold flecks shine as the red sparks in them burn brighter. He exhales and moves, thrusting slowly until he’s sure I’m enjoying this.

And I am enjoying this.

There’s an exquisite mix of agony and ecstasy, both mingling and heightening the other. I’m feeding off the feelings course through me as my pussy begs for more, seeking more of whatever Enzo’s giving me. My back arches and the change in angle makes this more pleasurable and Enzo fucks me until we’re both on the verge of climax.

My pussy clenches around his dicks, and he hisses.

“So fucking tight. Strangle my cocks, sweet girl. Fucking strangle them.”

I snatch air as my lungs burn and my heart pounds hard enough to make my chest ache. My fingers grip the sheet and I cling on, holding on to anything that keeps me sane. I’m about to lose control, about to shatter, and I stare up at Enzo, losing myself in everything he is.

Everything we are.

His control breaks, and his pace quickens. Enzo’s chasing his high—our high—and I break apart, screaming as I come so fucking hard white light explodes in my vision. Pleasure crashes onto me and I scream his name over and over until he roars and finds his release, coming deep inside me.

Enzo drops his head and looks as dazed as I feel. I’m swimming in bliss, lost in desire and he nods, also incoherent.

He’s gentle as he withdraws and I gasp, suddenly empty.

“I’ve got you, baby girl.”

His body collapses next to mine and he throws his arm over me, pulling me against him. We lie close, breathing as one, our hearts beating in unison.

“Fuck, Adriana, you’re going to kill me.”

I doubt it. “You’re not dying on me.”

He snorts.

“You’ve put a fucking baby inside me. You’re not getting out of raising it that fucking easily.”

Enzo laughs and pulls himself up the bed, resting his back against the headboard. He grabs me and hauls me onto him, dropping his head over my shoulder and his arms wrap around me.

“How are you feeling about that?”

“Unsure.” I sigh. “It’s too soon for me to know what I think, Enzo.”

He waits.

And I adore him for it.

This is Enzo at his softest. He’s holding me, stroking me and giving me everything I need. He’s strong and certain, immovable and sure—but he’s supporting me as I take whatever I need from him. He’s giving me all he is and all he possesses. He’s the buttress that bolsters me from the storm raging in and around me, and I’d be lost without him.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asks.

“No, Enzo, not yet.” I wrap my hand around him and pull him against me. “I just want to sit with this—with all of this—for a while and figure it out. About Eva. About me. About the baby.”

He sucks air through his teeth and stiffens.

“Promise me you’ll come to me when you’re ready.”

“It’s a deal.”

He laughs low and I adore it. “I’d have thought you’d have learned your lesson by now, Adriana. Making deals with me has consequences and I won’t let you out of an agreement. Not now, not ever.”

“I know.”

I’ve never been more certain of anything. It’s a bargain freely made and in full knowledge of what I’m agreeing to. I’m more than happy to give him my word on this and on so much more.

“I promise it’ll be okay.”

“What do you need, Adriana?” Enzo asks. “Tell me what you need, baby. I’ll give it to you. Ask me for anything. Any-fucking-thing.”

I smile and turn my head, grinning as he stares in confusion. “Time, Amaymon. I need time—and you’ve already promised we’ve got all the time we could ever want.”