Rebecca’s POV
He didn’t take my panties off.
Instead, he kept them on to punish me.
He jammed his thick thigh between my legs, forcing them wide open.
Then, he pushed his heavy hips forward, burying his crotch right into mine.
The scorching, leaking head of his nine-inch cock pressed directly against the wet center of my panties.
I let out a loud gasp, my toes curling inside my hard leather shoes.
He was so hot, so incredibly thick.
Enzo groaned, the sound deep and dirty, as he began to slide his hips up and down.
He rubbed the full, hard length of his cock right against my soaked clit through the thin layer of lace.
The friction was instant and intense.
Every time he pushed up, the heavy weight of him mashed against my most sensitive spot, sending sharp, blinding waves of pleasure straight to my brain.
”Fuck,” Enzo choked out, his jaw clenching as he kept up the fast, angry rhythm.
He rubbed against me hard, his bare hips slapping against mine.
“Who is little now, Rebecca?
Tell me!”
I tried to keep my mouth shut, but the feeling was too much.
The rough, hot sliding of his cock against my wet pussy made my hips move on their own, arching up into his touch, begging for the friction.
A shameless, desperate moan ripped from my throat, filling the quiet room.
Hearing my moan was the final straw.
It completely ruined his last bit of sanity.
Enzo let out a wild, animal growl.
He let go of one of my wrists, his massive hand flying down to my waist.
He didn’t waste time trying to slide the underwear down my legs.
Instead, his thick fingers hooked into the wet fabric, and with one rough, violent yank, he ripped my lace panties completely in half.
The sharp sound of tearing fabric echoed in the room, and he tossed the ruined lace onto the floor.
Before I could even blink, he slammed his hips back into me.
This time, there was no barrier.
It was pure, shocking skin-on-skin contact.
The bare, blazing-hot head of his thick cock mashed directly against my completely naked, dripping pussy.
A loud, broken scream ripped from my throat.
The heat was unbelievable.
The slick wetness from my body mixed with the pre-cum leaking from his tip, making a loud, squelching sound as he began to grind against me.
”Look at me,” Enzo ordered, his voice raw and shaking.
He squeezed my remaining wrist harder against the wall, forcing me to stay still.
“Look at me, Rebecca.”
I opened my blurry, tear-filled eyes and looked up.
His face was flushed, his jaw ticking wildly, and his dark eyes were completely gone, replaced by the glowing, dominant gold of his wolf.
He looked completely consumed by me.
He didn’t push inside me yet.
Instead, he used his massive weight to ride me right against the hard wall.
He slid his thick, heavy shaft up and down against my swollen clit, over and over, pressing so hard I could feel the shape of his bones.
Every single slide felt like a wave of pure electricity hitting my core.
My pussy juice was dripping down his thick shaft, coating him completely.
”Is this average?” he snarled, his breath hot against my face as his hips kept up the fast, angry pace.
He slapped his bare pelvis against mine, punishing me with the sheer size of him.
“Tell me how moderate it feels when I’m ruining you like this.”
”Enzo…” I gasped out, my head tossing back against the wall.
My walls were throbbing so hard, aching and begging for him to just push inside and fill the empty space.
My pride was completely gone, melted away by the intense friction.
I arched my hips up on my own, riding back against him, desperate for more of his heat.
I wrapped my leg around his thick waist, lifting myself up to get closer to his heat.
A loud, desperate moan came out of my mouth.
I wanted him.
Fuck.
I wanted him so bad.
The anger, the shame, the past three days in that dark cell—all of it disappeared.
I just needed him to fill the empty, aching space inside me.
Enzo felt me wrap my leg around him and rubbed even deeper, his heavy shaft grinding hard against my wet lips.
The friction was so intense I thought I would pass out from the pleasure.
”Enzo…” I begged, my fingers digging into his broad, tattooed shoulders.
“Please…
I want you.
I really want you.”
That was my mistake.
I shouldn’t have spoken.
The moment those words left my lips, the wild, hungry gold in his eyes instantly died.
The hot, heavy Alpha tension in the room snapped, turning freezing cold.
He froze, his bare chest stopping right against mine.
”Sorry, Becca,” he said, his voice suddenly flat and hard as stone.
“My answer is still the same.
No.”
Before I could even realize what was happening, he pulled away from me.
The sudden loss of his heat made me shiver.
I slid down the wall, my legs shaking so badly I could barely stand.
I watched in total shock as he casually pulled up his underwear and jeans, zipping them up like nothing had just happened.
A wave of bitter, stinging tears hit my eyes.
“Why?” I yelled, my voice cracking with pure hurt and anger.
“You touch other women!
You let my sister sit on your lap, you touch everyone else—but you won’t touch me?
Why?!”
Enzo snapped his belt shut and looked down at me, his face completely blank.
“You are too innocent, Becca.
Too inexperienced.
You are still unripe.”
My heart sank straight into my stomach.
A painful, heavy lump formed in my throat.
God, I hated him.
I hated him so much.
I was inexperienced because of him.
I was still a virgin because I had spent years saving myself for him.
I wanted him to be the first and only man to ever touch me, to ever claim my body.
I had kept myself pure for a man who looked at me now like I was nothing but a chore.
And the worst part was, he never intended to touch me.
The hurt inside me quickly turned into a sharp, poisonous rage.
If he wanted to treat me like trash, I would show him just how bad I could be.
I wiped my eyes roughly with the back of my hand and stood up straight, pulling down my maid uniform to cover my bare, wet legs.
”Fine,” I spat, staring right into his cold eyes with pure hatred.
“If you don’t want to fuck me, Enzo, I’ll just go get it somewhere else.
I am pretty sure Ryan will be more than willing to do it.”
The moment the name left my mouth, Enzo’s entire body went rigid.
I knew he hated Ryan being anywhere near me.
Ryan wasn’t just his Beta; he was Enzo’s best friend.
He was the only man in the pack who wasn’t afraid of Enzo, and he had always looked at me with a softness that drove Enzo absolutely insane.
Enzo’s eyes went from cold stone to a dark, terrifying rage in a split second.
He took a step toward me, his huge frame towering over me as his Alpha aura filled the room like thick smoke.
”You won’t dare,” he growled, his voice dropping into a low threat that vibrated through my chest.
I looked him straight in those scary eyes, refusing to let my breath hitch.
I had spent years being the good, quiet girl waiting for him to notice me, and it had gotten me thrown into a dungeon.
I was done being afraid.
I gave him a cold, bitter smile, stepping backward toward the door.
”Watch me,” I spat.
I turned, yanked the door open, and stormed out without looking back.