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“How does it feel?”
“Nothing compared to you.”
“Add one more finger, baby.”
I do, and it’s as close as I will get to Enzo. I thrust in and out of my pussy while my other hand massages my clit.
“Faster, beautiful.”
I move my fingers faster in and out of my cunt, imagining it’s Enzo’s cock. I thrust faster and faster, matching his speed.
“Yes, baby, just like that.”
“Jesus, Enzo,” I cry feeling my body so close to coming.
“Hold on, wait for me,” he moans back.
I do, I wait. And in that single moment of waiting, I let all of my emotions flood me. The love. The pain. The worry. The fear. The anxiety. The anger.
It all swirls inside my body, filling every space between my bones. Taking root as one emotion—fucking love. The kind of love that is powerful and unrelenting.
Before tonight, I had given up on trying to save Enzo. I had given up on saving the Black empire from falling into the wrong hands, but Enzo restored my love for him with one orgasm.
“Come for me, Kai,” Enzo says, his voice strained. I know he’s about to pour his load out all over the dirty floor.
“Enzo!” I cry.
“Kai!” Enzo growls.
The orgasm lasts forever and not long enough. Because the moment feels like it could sustain me forever, but when it’s over, I can’t live without that feeling again.
We don’t speak, knowing the second we speak ends our fantasy. We will return to reality. To worries and anxieties about what is to come.
So we let the ecstasy last as long as possible. I redress after a few minutes with the scent of Enzo hanging in the air between us.
“How are your shoulders feeling now?” I finally ask, when I know our time is almost up. They must ache like a motherfucker.
“They feel good.”
“Liar.”
“How does your shoulder feel?” he asks about the cut Milo made in my shoulder.
“It feels like a tiny cut not worth addressing.”
“I’m sorry. If I could have chosen anyone else, anyone other than Milo, I would have.”
“I know. I just don’t know how either one of us is going to survive this. I can’t watch you in pain.”
“I can’t either.”
“Fuck, I hate my father so much.”
“Our fathers came up with the most twisted, fucked up games.?
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We both sigh, silently cursing our fathers and families for creating this stupid contest. The challenge was meant to keep the strongest in power. It was meant to ensure that Black never lost the ultimate power we hold. But our families fucked up. The empire is about to fall into the hands of our enemy.
