54. Enzo #2
I said nothing, my throat too tight and aching to utter the words.
To tell her I was so sorry. That I wish I could do it all over.
I was in pain at seeing her so broken and hurt.
Blaming myself only made everything worse.
So much guilt and remorse plagued me, I wasn’t sure how I’d ever come out of the nasty headspace I was in.
She pulled my cock from my pants and gave it a stroke. It came to life beneath her touch, and she sucked the head gently, her eyes on me.
I swallowed hard as I watched her suck my dick.
Rosalie gave amazing blowjobs. I’d had countless before her, and none could compare to anything she could do.
I still pulled up the memory of the first one she’d ever given me.
Her virgin lips on my cock, so tentative and soft.
Fuck, it had taken all I had not to blow my load in her mouth the second she’d wrapped her lips around my shaft.
Her gaze broke away from mine as she focused on making me feel better. So selfless. It was breaking my heart all over again.
I reached for her and tilted her chin so her eyes were back on me.
“I like when you look at me with my cock in your mouth,” I said, my words slightly slurred. I threaded my fingers through her red curls. “Your eyes. So beautiful, Sunshine. I could stare at you for the rest of my life and still not have had my fill.”
She sucked harder, my cock hitting the back of her throat with cock left to spare. I groaned softly as she continued to look up at me, so beautiful on her knees.
I ran my fingers lightly down her jaw, my heart aching at the bruises marring her porcelain skin. Someone hurt my girl. My Sunshine. Tried to take her from me. From us.
I closed my eyes for a moment as a way to collect myself. When I opened my eyes, she was still staring up at me like the perfect woman she was. I jutted my hips upward, so I was fucking her mouth gently.
She swirled her tongue over the head of my cock twice before sucking me back deep into her throat. As a groan slipped past my lips, I twisted my fingers tightly in her hair. I came hard, my body trembling from the intense pleasure she’d given me.
Once her mouth was filled with my release, she let me go. I watched as she swallowed all of me before wiping at her lips.
“Are you OK?” she whispered. “Y-Your arm a-and you’ve been gone all night.”
“No,” I rasped. “I’m not OK.”
“Enzo.” She crawled onto my lap and buried her face in my neck, kissing along my jaw before she reached my ear. “Talk to me.”
I held her tightly, trying to find the right words.
“I killed three people tonight,” I finally said, my words a harsh croak. I never divulged this shit to her. I didn’t want her to have ugly thoughts in her pretty head about the shit I did.
She stiffened in my lap.
“I will find out who did this to you, and they will pay, Sunshine. I fucking vow it.”
“That man is dead,” she said gently. “Ani killed him.”
“Someone sent him. When I find who, he will die.” I knew it to my fucking bones. It had to have a connection to Ivanov.
“Can’t we just leave? Just let all this go? I can support us financially if I get a big break?—”
“What?” I pushed her away so I could look into her green eyes.
“I don’t need money, Rosalie. I have enough to last me a lifetime.
It’s not about money. I wouldn’t want to be a fucking bum who lived off his girl anyway.
Don’t ever suggest that to me again. I am going to be your husband.
As your husband, I have responsibilities to you and my family.
I would never be at home while you worked your ass off.
Never. Do you understand me? I will take care of you always. ”
“Enzo, please,” she said softly. “We don’t have to live like this. You could finish college. Be a lawyer. A teacher. Do whatever you need to do, but just let this go. I’m so scared?—”
I cradled her face. “I’m doing this so you never have to be afraid again. OK? This is what a man does for his girl. He protects her at all costs.”
“This isn’t protection.” A tear slid down her cheek.
“Then what is it?” I asked, crinkling my brows as I stared back at her battered face.
“Hell,” she whispered. “It’s hell.”
I swallowed hard at her words. “I don’t want to have this argument with you again. I don’t. I’ve made my mind up. We will fight. I will be at the top, and you will always be my girl.”
“And if I left?” Her voice shook.
A pang shot through my chest. I thumbed her bottom lip gently.
“I told you before that I will find you if you ever leave me. It doesn’t matter how long it takes me to do it. I will drag you back here because you belong to me. You’re my girl. You belong here with us.”
“If there is no us left?”
I let out a soft breath. “There will always be an us. You are the center of my universe. My one and only. You were born to be mine, and I will never let you go. If you run, I will find you. If you marry someone else, I will steal you away because no one but a horseman should be your husband. I love you to the depths of my soul, Rosalie. I don’t know how to show you how much you mean to me. ”
“Leave,” she choked out, a tear slipping along her bruises. “You could leave this all and just be with me.”
I studied her, so fucking torn. I was under so much pressure from all sides. In my mind, no one would dare harm my family if we were at the top. With power came respect. We could have it all. I’d make my father proud. I’d rule the world with my family at my side.
“I am with you,” I said gently. “I always will be, OK? Please. Trust me, baby. Believe in me. I can make this the most wonderful life for us. Can you do that for me?”
She closed her eyes, more tears slipping out, before nodding.
“I love you,” I murmured, leaning in and brushing my lips against hers. “I love you so fucking much, Rosalie. I want to give you the world.”
She kissed me this time. Immediately, I fell completely into her kiss, relishing everything she was and what we could be.
She let out a soft whimper as I deepened the kiss. I broke it off and stared at her face.
“Do you want…?”
“Yes,” she nodded. “Please.”
I knew she’d gone through hell only days ago and didn’t want to push her.
I had her stripped naked within moments and spread on the leather couch.
I thrust into her tight pussy amid a soft groan.
Seeing the bruises on her thighs only made me want to take her pain and memories away more.
The mark on her neck where the monster’s lips had been made me see red.
I soothed the ache by pressing my lips over the mark and changing his mark to mine.
Her nails dug into my back as I slowly made love to her. I was wasted, but I knew well enough that I didn’t want to push her and trigger the fucked up shit in her head from all the things she’d been through. I wanted her to enjoy this and not be afraid.
“Like this, Sunshine?” I husked out as I gently thrust into her.
“Y-Yes,” she rasped, wincing.
“Are you hurting?” I stopped my movements and stared into her green eyes. Such pretty eyes. I’d never seen such a brilliant color before. She always captivated me.
But it was the bruising on her face that made my heart clench.
Fuck, baby….
“A little,” she whispered, “But please don’t stop. I don’t want you to stop. Make me forget. Like you did last time…”
The ugly memories poured through my mind at her words. It seemed a lifetime ago.
I pushed back into her, moving a little faster. She spread her legs wider for me, her lips on mine. Her tears mingled with the ones slipping from my eyes.
I was going to kill them all. Every single last one of them. I was going to be at the top. Be untouchable. Make her a fucking goddess to all. She’d be worshipped and protected. No one would ever hurt her again…
She arched against me as she came, her breathing ragged. I followed, filling her with my release, my heart pounding a fierce rhythm in my chest at how fucking ready I was to go to war for my family.
Fox was right. I was prideful and stubborn, but it made me stronger. I needed to be strong for this next part. Something told me it was going to fucking hurt.
But for my Sunshine, I’d endure the flames of hell to see her smile.
Once I was finished, she’d never be scared again.