Page 171 of Kissing the Villain

“You guessed right.” He grabbed my hand and kissed me, making me shiver from his soft touch. “I think you’ll like this party.”

“What kind of party?”

“One that has games,” he said with a wink, then tapped my ass. “Go before you distract me some more. I have to focus on this deal.”

I lifted the classic copy ofThe Iliadfrom the chair, and Luca whistled on my way out of his office. I shot one last look over my shoulder at him and smiled. On cloud nine, I descended the stairs, passed Dom in the second-floor hallway, and hopped into bed beside Marcello.

I flipped open the leather-bound copy of The Iliad and looked at Marcello. He studied me with one eyebrow lifted as if trying to read me.

A smirk teased his lips.

“I was with Luca,” I admitted.

“Yeah, I know. I can smell him on you.” He rolled his head to the side. “Feel better, princess?”

“Yes.”

He sat up, his muscular body hulking over me. “Did you talk to him?”

I nodded. “But I don’t know if I got through to him.”

61

ALEX

I fell asleep readingThe Iliad to Marcello. In and out of consciousness, I dreamed of my Knights and all the dirty things we did together last year in the temple. One after another, I chose them, claiming my Knights with the power of a queen.

Luca’s fingers wove through my curls as Sonny sucked on my clit. He tilted my head to the side, his teeth grazing my hot skin. I felt like the luckiest woman in the world with these gorgeous men worshiping me. I’d been nervous about joining The Devil’s Knights for weeks, but this was where I belonged.

Marcello grabbed my hip, bending down to suck on my nipple as Drake bit the other. A wave of pleasure rolled off my skin, the sensation swirling in my belly. Luca held my arms above my head, wrapping them around his neck to give Marcello and Drake better access.

I glanced at the other Knights on their knees before us, watching with hungry eyes. “Cole, come here,” I said to the youngest Knight.

Cole pushed himself up from the floor. I extended my hand, and he slipped his fingers between mine. My heart raced as I stared into his eyes, which were full of hunger. I moved his hand to my stomach, letting him feel my skin as I inched lower. WithSonny right beneath me, there was just enough room for Cole to rub my clit with his thumb. I clutched his wrist as he made slow, tentative strokes that made me scream.

My heart beat so fast my head spun from pleasure. I leaned back against Luca’s chest, consumed by their delicious scents—everything from Luca’s sandalwood to the cloves on Drake’s breath. One night, I went from only having one touch me to five of them. And I wasn’t even done with the others. I hadn’t even had the chance to feel them.

After I came twice on Sonny’s tongue, Luca snapped, “Sonny, stop being greedy. You have to share our queen.”

His head tilted back, and my insides clenched at the loss of Sonny’s tongue. I was on the verge of another orgasm, right on the edge of losing control for a third time. He was so fucking good with his tongue I would never get enough of him.

“Not yet,” I moaned, then grabbed the back of Sonny’s head, pushing his face between my thighs. “I’m so close.”

He looked up at me, his lips glistening with my juices, and then his eyes moved to Luca for confirmation. Everyone stopped touching me, waiting for my Devil to give his approval. Well, fuck that shit. Queens do what they want.

“I’m in charge tonight,” I told Luca. “And I’m not done with Sonny.”

Luca dipped his head down and kissed my neck. “Yes, my queen.”

Sonny gave me a satisfied smile before his tongue glided over my hot flesh. Cole went back to rolling his thumb over my clit, while Marcello switched between massaging my breast and sucking on my nipple. Drake was doing the same on my other side. I took Drake’s hand and moved it to my inner thigh. He knew what I wanted without instruction and plunged two fingers inside my wetness.

I could feel Drake’s fingers and Sonny’s tongue working in unison. Each of their names slipped from my mouth, one after the other. The combination of them hit a nerve, and within seconds, my thighs trembled, forcing my Knights to hold me up.

Luca swept my hair off my shoulder, his lips inches from my earlobe. “Who’s next, my queen?”

I licked my lips and turned my head to the side. “Marcello.”

My Devil pushed their hands off me, then led me toward the altar at the center of the room. His fingers burrowed into my hips as he lifted me onto the stone slab. I shivered from the chill, and Luca smirked.

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