Accidentally Yours (Merffy Kizzmet) novel Chapter 117 read online

Accidentally Yours

Chapter 117

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Enzo’s chest slammed into her back, his hand tightening on her throat, his pace vicious, unrelenting, until he felt her fall apart again, dragged down by his fingers working her clit.

Mine. Forever. Even when you tempt me, torture me, test me–1 own you.

And he made sure Nico saw every second of it.

“Enzo–please–ahh, I can’t-”

His grip on her throat tightened just enough to pin her focus. Ilis snarl burned against her ear.

“You’ll take everything I give you, won’t you amore?”

Her nails scraped helplessly against the table. “Yes–fuck, yes–give it to me—I don’t know how mu-” should couldn’t finish that

sentence.

You’ll take it all. Every last bit of me. Because you are mine.

He slammed into her again, harder, brutal rhythm turning merciless. His fingers never left her clit, grinding until her sobs cracked open into one last scream. Her whole body shook violently, then seized around him in a final, devastating orgasm.

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Nico cursed under his breath, jerking against his own hand, muffling the groan that ripped out of him as his cock pulsed hot in his pants. His wide eyes never left Lola–wrecked, undone, lost beneath Enzo’s hands.

Enzo finally let go with a savage groan, burying himself deep, spilling into her as she went limp. Her lashes fluttered once. Twice. Then nothing. Out cold.

For a moment, he just held her, chest heaving, sweat dripping down his spine. Then he carefully tucked her panties back, pulled his shirt down over her, and eased her into his arms. She was boneless, wrecked, his mark branded all over her.

Mine. Burned into the marrow.

He glanced at Nico, whose chest was still rising too fast, whose face was flushed with guilt and awe all at once.

“Get the door,” Enzo said quietly. “She’s not sleeping out here.”

Nico jumped up, fumbling the handle open. Enzo carried Lola inside, across the penthouse, and laid her on the couch with the kind of gentleness that didn’t fit the feral violence he’d just unleashed.

He straightened, rolling his shoulders once, grounding himself. “I want her to rest today. I’ll call for a full body massage–they’ll be here for two o’clock. Whatever she wants, take care of it. Just make sure she rests.”

Enzo carried her in–limp, twitching faintly with aftershocks–and lowered her carefully onto the couch. She curled instinctively, soft sigh leaving her lips, his shirt hanging off her shoulder. He brushed a strand of hair from her face, the gesture tender in a way that would’ve made men bleed if they’d seen it.

“She’ll sleep all day,” he murmured.“His voice was low, certain, like a vow. “Let her. Keep her close. Make sure she knows she’s safe.”

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