Page 28 of Devil's Game

A whimper slipped from my lips as he slid his hand from between us, and his movements slowed. “I want to show you something, but I need to have you on your hands and knees, little devil.”

He didn’t have to say another word as I let him guide me onto the couch, the warm, languid heat of lust still fogging over my mind.

“You’re such a good girl for me, but for the world, you’re a little devil, ready to tear them to shreds,” he murmured as he shifted behind me, running a hand tenderly up my spine. “I don’t know how I ever survived without you, Giana.”

“I don’t know how I lived a second without you.”

I barely got the words out before he pressed his length to my entrance, slowly sinking in until he filled every inch of my soaked core. He fit perfectly, like a missing piece of a puzzle I’d been trying to complete for so long. I’d gotten used to it beingbroken, but now, with the three men who filled my life, my soul, my heart so completely, I knew I’d never feel incomplete again.

“We’ll never have to be apart again,” he promised as he slid out, his piercing hitting that spot that made my toes curl.

My breaths came in ragged pants as he pumped in and out of me, showing me exactly what that piercing could do. As pleasure flooded my limbs, my arms shook, the languid heat threatening to tumble down into the worn leather couch.

Kellan dug his fingers into the globes of my ass, that spark of pain only heightening my pleasure as I pushed back into him, my needy core desperate for every thrust, every touch.

“I can feel how close you are,” he said through gritted teeth, as though he, too, was barely holding himself back. “Did you like that?”

“Yes,” I panted. “Please.” My mind was so lost to the pleasure he was wrenching from my body, I wasn’t even sure what I was asking for.

“I want to see my handprint on this perfect ass. Do you want that, baby?” His voice was practically a purr, the vibrations sliding up my spine as the thought sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. He cursed under his breath, clearly feeling how much I like the sound of that, yet I knew he’d need me to say it.

“Yes, Kellan. Please.”

The words were barely out of my mouth when his hand came down on my ass cheek. There was a sharp sting that he quickly soothed away, the vibration of the slap going straight to my pussy and heightening the pleasure coursing through me from his punishing thrusts.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Gi. You’re mine, and you’ll never leave again.” His words were strangled, like they’d desperately clawed their way from his throat. “Say it.”

“I’ll never leave you again.” The promise slipped from my lips without a second thought. They came straight from my heart,because the only thing that could steal me from these men now was death itself.

“Good girl,” he purred, his hand coming down again, and my core clenched around him.

He soothed the sting as he pumped into me even harder. The friction of him inside me, coupled with the pressure of his piercing, nearly turned my vision black. Now, with the added pleasure from his smack, I knew it was only seconds before he was about to have me coming again.

Somehow reading my mind—or just my body—he wrapped his arm around my hip, fingers rubbing my clit. “Come for me, baby.”

I never wanted this to stop—I wanted our bodies to come together like this forever—but with him circling my clit, chasing me toward that finish line, it was too much, too enticing to resist. My body came apart around his, and I could tell by his ragged pants and desperate thrusts that he was close too.

“Kellan.” I moaned his name as he worked me through my climax, my body urging him on, begging him to come with me. His hand gripped my hips as he pushed into me one final time, his length plunging deeper than before as his release spilled into me. His fingers didn’t stop, though, as he pushed me into another orgasm, our bodies shuddering together as we both stilled.

“Giana,” he breathed, my name every bit the prayer it had been earlier as he held me to him.

He slowly eased out of me, and I whimpered in protest, but before I could say anything, he had me wrapped in his arms, his muscles cocooning me safely within his embrace.

“I love you.” My heart thundered as I leaned my head against his chest, nestling in like there was nowhere else we had to be. And, at this moment, there wasn’t anywhere else I’d rather be than wrapped firmly in his arms.

He gripped me tightly, like he never wanted to let go, and I was sure he’d kill anyone who dared try to pull me away from him. “I never stopped loving you, little devil, and there’s no force strong enough in this world to ever tear us apart.”

We needed this, we needed this connection to break down those final walls, and it was only fitting that it happened in the same place where we first crossed over that line between friendship and more.

“This place has really seen us through everything.” I sighed, glancing around at the darkened room as the final rays of sunlight blinked out behind the horizon.

“It has.” He placed a kiss on my forehead. “Thankfully, these walls will only have happy memories to fill them from here on out.”

I nodded my agreement, barely clinging to consciousness as my eyes closed. Contentment and comfort surrounded me like a blanket as we lay there, nestled together. I could stay in his embrace for the rest of my life and be completely at ease, if it wasn’t for the two other men waiting at home who owned equal pieces of my heart and the flicker of vengeance still warming my chest.

The four of us together were an unstoppable force, one I knew the Barones weren’t ready for.

Chapter Nine

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