His Sacrifice by Willow Sinclair

Author:Willow Sinclair [Sinclair, Willow]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Heart of Ember Publishing
Published: 2024-03-03T00:00:00+00:00

Eight

SERAFINA

I couldn’t stop shaking. I’d never been so turned on in my life. What the hell? My core ached and my hardened nipples pushed against my lace bra. My ass burned, but my body throbbed as he smoothed down my hair.

“I’m sorry,” I sniffled, not knowing how many more he planned on giving me. He stood behind me, not even trying to hide the fact he was getting off on this. “Please…”

He grasped my neck and pulled me up to him. I was thankful when he slid his arm around my waist, because I wasn’t sure my legs would hold me right now.

“Please, what, princess?” he growled in my ear.

I didn’t know what I wanted. When he flipped me around to face him, all I saw was lust in his eyes.

He wiped my cheek with his thumb before catching my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “All I want to do is fuck you into next week. I’m guessing I’d slip right in.”

I tugged at my restraints as I met his gaze. So many things running through my head. I should run, scream, do anything except lean into him and nod. “Yes, Enzo.” My chest heaved as I labored for my next breath.

He ran his hands down my arms, released the tie, and gently massaged them. I squealed when he ran his hand up into my hair, taking it in his fist and tugging. “Tell me what you want.”

I squeezed my thighs together. There was only one answer. “You, Enzo.”

He did not hesitate to pull my head back and capture my lips, plunging his tongue in without questioning. My hands moved up to his neck as he explored me, sucking and nipping at my lips as he did so. The kiss was full of want, need, and animalistic lust.

I didn't know where my panties had gone or how I got on top of the desk with my legs tightened around his waist. When had he picked me up?

He pulled back, tugging my bottom lip between his teeth as he went. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, but the glint of metal caught my attention. My body quivered, but I was afraid to move. Enzo was known for his knife work. He brought the blade to the top of my dress, and I recognized the handle as he sliced through the fabric. It was the one I'd stolen when I was sixteen, because I wanted to give him a nice birthday present. It was a one-of-a-kind custom-made Damascus steel knife which looked more like a dagger.

He ran the blade across my breasts as if contemplating his next steps. In a flash, my dress was in shreds on the floor—along with the knife. I tightened my grip as he put enough space between us to release his cock. When he ran it across my opening, I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling.

I cried out when he clutched my throat.

"Serafina, look at me." I gulped, but complied.

"I want you to watch as I claim you and make you mine.

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