I cling to him, but he’s grabbing my wrists and forcing them above my head. My back arches as wave after wave continues to roll through me.
I can’t take any more, but he doesn’t relent, strumming my clit until the wave rolls back, just for another orgasm to crash into me.
There’s a scream piercing the air, but it’s swallowed by Enzo’s lips. He moves his hand out from between us and grabs ahold of my hip. And then he’s stilling, a savage growl reverberating throughout my throat as he reaches his own decimation.
His grip on my wrists and hip turn bruising, but I hardly notice as he mindlessly slams into me, spilling inside me as he does.
I’m not sure how much time passes before we both go boneless. He manages to catch his weight before he crushes me, but I don’t think I’d even mind. I already feel like my soul is only holding on to its vessel purely out of pity.
Just as he goes to sit up, there’s a loud groan, followed by a crack, and then I’m suddenly weightless.
This time when I scream, it’s from fright as the table completely collapses beneath us. It happens too fast for either of us to properly react. The landing knocks the breath from my lungs, while Enzo spits out a curse.
We just stare at each other, wide-eyed and in shock. And then a choked laugh escapes me.
We broke the fucking table. Like… Humpty Dumpty bad. There’s no putting it back together.
Enzo’s chin drops, and he lets out a slow breath. I’m full-out cackling now, and his shoulders are shaking with mirth. When he lifts his head, the most beautiful smile is spread across his face, and it feels like my heart skids and crashes as hard as this table just did. It lights up his entire face, and his hazel eyes gleam as he stares at me with affection.
“Why did you kiss me?” I wonder aloud, enraptured by how fucking radiant he is when he’s happy.
His smile drops, but the intensity in his stare only brightens. He hovers over me, planting his hands on either side of my head and caging me in.
This… this is the only cage I want to be in.
“There’s a place in the ocean, so deep, where not a single point of light penetrates through it. And for so long, I’ve been trapped there, unable to breathe. When I met you, you lifted me out of that darkness, and it was the first time I came up for air. You’ve become my oxygen, bella ladra, and I can no longer breathe without you.”
My heart bursts from my chest, and now it feels like I can’t breathe. I’ve never wanted someone to love me, but I do now. God, do I want him to love me.
“Beautiful thief,” I murmur, recalling what his nickname means. “That’s not who I am anymore.”
He studies me closely, that affection still present as he leans closer, brushing his nose against mine while a grin pulls his lips up once more.
“You are a thief, baby. You stole my name, and now you’ve taken my heart, too. Demand anything else from me, and I’ll give it to you.”
“I don’t dese—”
He grabs me by the jowls, roughly pinching my cheeks into my teeth. “Being loved by me will hurt like hell. It’s everything you deserve.”
Then, he declares passionately, “I love you, and you will love me.”
I’m convinced I’m dying, yet it’s the happiest I’ve ever been.
“I do. I do love you,” I respond, almost on autopilot. Of course, it comes out jumbled and feels funny, considering my cheeks are still crushed between his fingers, and I have fish lips.
But it’s worth it because it pulls another full-forced smile on his face as he releases me. And again, my chest is caving in, and I’ve forgotten how to breathe.
For whatever reason, he’s ready to forgive me. But I haven’t earned that yet. Not until he knows everything.
The happiness slips from my face, and when he notices my change in demeanor, his does, too.
“What’s wrong, bella?”
“I killed him,” I whisper.
Enzo jerks back in shock. “What?”
I bite my lip, gathering the little courage I possess.
“I killed Kevin,” I say again.
His mouth parts, and it takes him a few beats to catch on to what I’m saying.
“You said he was after you.”
I shake my head, tears once more burning the backs of my eyes. “The police are after me—his friends. Not because I steal identities or because Kev is trying to find me, but because I killed a cop. I murdered my twin brother.”
Chapter 30
Sawyer
Six Years Ago
I jump the moment I hear the front door slam. He likes to joke and call out, 'Honey, I'm home!’ But today, there's only silence.