Chapter 34

I t's been a few days since we returned from Vegas. As soon as Enzo was cleared, we met up with everyone at the casino. There Dario informed Enzo and me that we would be married, although Enzo never formally proposed, it wasn't something I needed. I knew deep in my soul that he was the one for me.Everything else was just minor details.

Sierra and I sat side by side, and I hugged her as we both shed a few tears. There are no words I could have said to apologize for what she's been through, but I know she's strong and will get through this. She hasn't brought it up since, but she hasn't been herself lately.

Marcelo and Rafa quickly accepted Enzo into the family. They gave us time to rest after the recent events. However, Eduardo, Ricardo and their men are still at large. Ry has been tracking any sighting, and we've increased security to prevent another attack. Despite the lingering threats, everything else seems to be slowly returning to normal.

As of right now, I kneel here inside the pool house at the edge of Enzo's bed, completely naked and eagerly awaiting for Enzo to return from physical therapy.

A familiar sense of excitement courses through me. The doorknob twists, the door creaks open, then closes - Enzo's footsteps come closer. I keep my eyes lowered, kneeling and ready for him to devour me. It's been far too long since I've felt him inside me.

His fingers gently comb through the loose waves of my hair, bundling it up together into a makeshift ponytail. "Did you want to play, Pet?" He asks, giving me a gentle tug, so he can angle my face exactly the way he wants it. Though his other arm rests in a sling, it doesn't stop the forcefulness on his touch.

My heart skips a beat the moment our eyes lock, the love, lust, and temptation of the way our love started is expressed in his eyes. He smells, like him, like the safety of the rainforest, one that only I am Queen of. With determination in my eyes, "do your worst," I reply. Enzo smirks at the challenge, I know he'll give me everything I'll ever want.

He releases my hair, and moves to his closet, ruffling through some things and walking back out with leather cuffs in one hand and a metal bar in the other. Placing them on the bed, he extends his free hand to me. "Stand Dolcezza, and put these around your wrists and ankles," he instructs, pointing towards the smaller cuffs first and the larger ones after.

It takes me a moment to securely fasten the cuffs as he instructed. I tug on each of them to be sure he's satisfied with the way they wrap around me.

"Get on the bed, Catalina. Ass up. Head down."

I climb onto the bed, crawling a little towards the center and press my cheek against the cool cotton comforter of his king-sized bed. My ass in the air, my limbs bound in elegant leather cuffs, as I wait in anticipation.

My pussy is wet with need, my mind racing with ideas about the purpose of the bar he has placed between my open legs.Completely restricted and at his mercy, I feel vulnerable and exposed as he taps my thighs to spread my legs wider for him. He attaches the bar to the cuffs around my ankles, and then pulls my wrists down to secure me to the metal bar. I'm completely trapped.

My stomach flutters, and I can't help but grow even more wet in my restraints. He adjusts the bar, opening me wider for him. My knees are so far apart that I can feel myself opening up for him

"Are you comfortable, Princess? We'll be here a while," he chuckles. I try to move or reach towards my ankles but I'm completely restricted. He runs his hand down my spine down to my thigh purposefully avoiding everywhere I desperately wish he would touch.

"There's so much I want to do to you. Luckily, I have a lifetime to take you in every way I want." He punctuates his words with a sharp smack on the ass.

My moans grow louder. I'm practically panting at his words, and his touch. I need him inside me so desperately that I'm so close to begging. Another firm spank has me squirming under his calloused hand.

Enzo's voice is low and deliberate. "Tonight, I'm going to take my time with you, Princess. I'm going to worship this pretty pussy before I fuck you." He steps back into the closet and returns with a smooth white vibrating wand. The subtle buzz resonates the room as he gently places it against my clit.

My body ignites with the sensation. I moan and gasp, my hips bucking in rhythm with the way he continuously moves the wands up and down my pussy, lingering on my sensitive clit. "Fuck me Enzo. Please. I need your cock inside me." I beg, my words tumbling out in a frenzy.

"Not yet, Princess," he commands, increasing the vibrations to the highest setting. "Come for me first." I continue thrusting my hips, until I feel the euphoric need to come creep in and push me over the edge as a euphoric explosion goes off behind my closed eyes.

He pushes his finger inside me, pumping in and out to coat it. "Fuck, baby. You're so fucking sexy when you come," he growls.

"The most delicious dessert," he hums as he sucks me off his finger. He quickly unbuttons his pants and pulls his slacks and boxers down as swiftly as he can with one hand, freeing his throbbing cock. Without waiting a second more, he thrusts his cock inside my waiting pussy. "Fuuuuck," he grunts, adjusting his angle to slam into me harder. I can hear the music of our bodies colliding so clearly. His fingers dig firmly into my hips, surely leaving bruises. My arms ache yet I crave to touch him as his thrusts grow more punishing. Another orgasm takes me by surprise, my pussy clenches around him.

"Enzo," I scream, unable to hold back. I'm fucking addicted to his massive cock, and the way he stretches me out.

"Fuck, I can't wait to call you my wife, Catalina. You're mine." His thrusts grow more erratic as he nears his release. I can feel the slight twitch of his cock, and warm cum filling me as his thrusts a few more times..

He pulls out slowly, eliciting a whine from me at the loss. His cum drips down my thigh, using his finger, he pushes his seed back inside me, not wanting me to waste a single drop.

He gently releases my wrists and ankles from the bar, allowing me to remove my leather bindings while he places sweet gentle kisses on the irritated skin. He takes the bar and cuffs, putting them on the dresser close by. Then returns to the bed, waiting for me to lean against him, so he can wrap his good arm around me.

"What shall we do with your new found freedom, Princess?" He kisses my head, and rubs my lower back.

"Let's travel for a little while, I want to see the world I haven't been able to see." I can imagine seeing the Eiffel Tower, or experiencing the food in Italy, the beaches in Greece, all with him by my side.

"Dario asked me if I wanted to take over Vegas territories. I agreed. We'll be close enough to your brothers, just a helicopter ride away." He confesses, I kiss his chest loving the music of his heartbeat.

"We can do that," I say, "as long as I get to help with the business and do more than be some mafia wife."

"Of course, my love." He doesn't argue, he doesn't want that for me either. He wants everything I do and more.