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Leaning down, I pick Shyann up by her armpits and toss her back on the bed. My cock still throbbing for my woman.
I lift her legs over my shoulders, I find her entrance, and in one swift thrust, I sink deep inside her heated wet pussy.
“Enzo,” she screams my name, her body arching upward. “Oh god, yes, please, harder.”
“Don’t worry, baby, I intend to.” I pick up momentum, pounding inside her, impaling myself on her as she tightens further on my cock, squeezing me.
Thrusting brutally into her depths, I take her relentlessly. Sweat drips from my body. The walls of Shyann’s pussy tighten and clench around me as she comes. She squeezes my cock like a vise. My release joins her, and I groan her name.
Seated deep inside her, my cock twitches, spilling my release inside her, and I’m done for. I already knew I loved this woman. Fuck I told her. But seeing her this way. Having felt what I did downstairs during the party, I know I’ll stop at nothing to make sure no one fucks with my woman again. She owns my soul.
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
SHYANN
Last night as horrifying as it was with those two women, it ended perfectly. War spent hours on end loving me. We started out fast, only for him to switch up to slow and sweet. It was the most memorable experience of my life . . . like our souls completely twined together, completing the two of us as one.
I snuggle closer to War, not wanting to get out of bed, but I know at some point today, the two of us will have to face the outside world. I’ll also have to deal with the fact I embarrassed not just War last night but the rest of the club because I didn’t stand up for myself and those two horrible women hurt me.
“You awake, baby?” War rasps, voice husky from sleep.
“No,” I whisper, pressing a kiss to his chest right above his nipple.
The vibration of Wars chuckle makes me smile, and I love it. I’ve come to realize on my own that he doesn’t laugh much. Not unless it’s something he finds amusing. I’ve also learned the only ones close to him other than his sister are the men he calls brothers.
I like that for him.
Lifting my head, I tilt my eyes to his gaze. My breath catches in my chest at the expression of love adorning his face. And at that moment, I make a decision. One that fully lets War all the way in and not just my heart and soul, but my entire being.
“I don’t know my parents. My dad, I suppose, is out there somewhere. I don’t know who he is.” I feel the way War tenses as he realizes what I’m doing. His arm tightens around me, securing me against him even more than I already am. “My grandma, she doesn’t even know. Mom never told her. I was too young to remember my mom. All I know is my grandma told me one day she came by and dropped me off and told her she couldn’t handle being a parent. She needed to be in the wind.”
“Baby.”
I ignore the softness in his voice and keep going. “For as long as I can remember, the only person who was there for me was my grandma. She taught me to be how I am, but in the end, she did what everyone else has. She left me. Sure, we talk all the time, and I love her. I’m not mad she left. She needs to live her life after having to raise another child. No one ever sticks around. It’s why I fear so many things when it comes to relationships. I’m scared of getting hurt. Of losing someone, I adore. And I don’t go through the agony of having something so precious only to have it ripped from me. I hate the thought of going through it all. Being alone and never having such a beautiful thing is easier than having it ripped away.”
“Baby, you’re not alone,” he growls, rolling us until he’s hovering over me. “Never are you alone now.”
“But what happens when you grow tired of me. What happens when I’m not enough?” I utter the questions that have plagued me from the beginning.
“Shy, I can’t tell the future. We could die tomorrow and never know. But what I’ll say is this. I fuckin’ love you, woman. Never and I mean never, have I said those words to another woman other than my sister. Even then, it’s nothing compared to what I feel for you.” War braces himself over me, his shaft presses at my entrance, and slowly he slides in. “Never has anyone gotten past the barriers I keep around myself. No one baby.” He grinds out, sliding in inch by inch. “My life growing up was not what you would ever want to know about. I don’t talk about it. I don’t like to think about it, but you overshadow the pain of the past, and I would do anything for you, Shyann, anything.”
War tilts his head and brings his lips to mine. The kiss is slow, just as his movements inside my entrance. He doesn’t change the momentum, and it builds a burn so fiery that I don’t know if I can stand it much more. I need more, but I dare not ask. What he’s giving me means everything.
The release that consumes me is different from the rest of it. I don’t just shoot into flames of explosions from him driving into me. Instead, it’s like a flame winding the two of us together, and there’s no breaking the connection it forges.
With the first release, War picks up speed, his mouth ripping from mine, and he slams inside me harder, sending me into another, and his own orgasm spills inside me. I can feel the tip of his shaft twitching as he spurts his cum, filling me, coating the walls of my apex. He’s done this several times, but this time it feels different, and I can’t put my finger on it. Either way, I wouldn’t change the moment it’s perfect between the two of us.
* * *
“We need to get out of bed sometime today,” War remarks, running his fingers along my spine, trailing the pads of his fingertips in designs against my skin.
“Hmm, I don’t want to,” I mumble, burrowing my cheek against his chest.
War chuckles and presses a kiss to the top of my head. “I don’t want to either, but I’ve got to feed you.”
My stomach takes that moment to make itself known. “I guess you should feed me,” I say, making him chuckle.
“All right, baby, up you go.” He rolls out from under me and drags me out of bed. “Shower, and then I’ll feed you.”
