Page 276 of Kissing the Villain

“Little Wellington,” Sonny boomed as he approached me with a bottle of craft beer, armed with one of his wicked smiles. “You look like a fish out of water in this place. I see we need to break you in.” He took my hand and spun me like a ballerina, moving me toward the center of the room. “What’s furrowing those beautiful brows?”

I laughed as he twirled me again. “Nothing. I’m just taking in the scenery.”

He raised my left hand to eye level. “The Salvatore diamond. This ring is older than Devil’s Creek. Did Luca tell you about how his family came to own it?”

I cocked an eyebrow at him. “Do I want to know?”

He smirked. “Probably not. Are you ready for a night of debauchery?”

I gulped down the rest of my drink to stop it from spilling onto my dress. “I guess it depends on your definition.”

When the song switched to “Nasty Girl” by Nitty, Kali screamed my name and shot me off the couch. She fixed her dress in place, shoving the fabric over the tops of her thighs. Damian and Bastian attempted to grab her, but she swatted them away and strolled over to me.

“I love this song.” Kali waved. “Come dance with me.”

I excused myself, and Kali hooked her arm through mine. We shook our hips to the song, mouthing the words. Kali turned her back to me, rubbing her ass up and down my front. Every man in the room stared at us, and since it was a special occasion, I figured we should have fun with this.

Gripping Kali’s left shoulder, I bent her forward and gave her ass a playful smack. She squealed with laughter. We were only one drink into our night and already acting crazy.

Throwing her arms above her head, Kali spun in circles, shaking her ass so hard her dress rode up her thighs. As I met Luca’s eyes, I slid my hand up Kali’s chest to her throat, knowing how much this would turn him on. I tightened my grip, and she clutched my curls, tilting my head back until our eyes met.

If we were into each other, it would have looked purely sexual. But with Kali, this was nothing but fun. I released my hand from her throat, watching Luca’s response.

He licked his lips and rubbed his hand over his crotch. I gave him a look that said,I know what makes your dick hard.

Torture.

Violence.

Cruelty.

Pain.

Kali’s back was to Luca, and her eyes pointed over my shoulder at Damian and Bastian. Drake Battle was on a bench in the corner with a woman on his lap, peeking over at us as he pinched the girl’s nipple between his fingers. Cole Marshall was beside him with a girl on each of his thighs, taking turns spanking them. For his age, it surprised me to see such aggression. But then I recalled what Luca was like during his final year of college and shuddered. By then, Luca had already killed at least a dozen men.

Sonny grabbed two women and sat on the couch next to Marcello, passing a girl to him. Luca sat on an oversized leather chair that looked like a throne on a platform above the leather benches around him. He raised his hand when our eyes met, beckoning me with his finger.

His friends spread throughout the room, some with naked girls on their laps. A brunette fisted Finn’s tie in her hand, rubbing herself against him. Drake didn’t waste any time. He already had a dark-haired girl kneeling on the floor between his legs, sucking his cock, gripping her hair.

The song flipped to “Beautiful” by Snoop Dogg and Pharrell Williams. And with that, Kali made her way over to Bastian and Damian. I stood at the center of the room, shaking my hips as Luca watched me.

Kali sat on Bastian’s lap with her back to his chest and her legs spread for Damian, who kissed her inner thigh. She rolled her head back and moaned as Damian slid her dress up higher.

I moved my hips to the beat as I made my way over to Luca. His eyes traveled up and down my body like a predator studying its prey. He reached out for me, gripping the back of my thigh.

His fingers snaked up my leg. “Dance for me.”

I studied him for a moment. “I thought I was.”

He patted his thigh. “Get up here and ride my cock.”

I climbed on top of him and straddled his thighs, rocking my hips against his. Luca pawed at my dress, slipping his hand beneath the top as I gyrated against his growing erection. My eyes slammed shut when his mouth closed over my nipple, sucking and biting so hard I squealed.

He looked up at me with my nipple between his teeth. I shoved my hands through his gelled hair and moaned as he nibbled on my skin. My panties soaked through with each flick of his tongue, each bite ripping a moan from my lips.

The room filled with groans.

Kali whimpered Damian’s name, then Bastian’s. Drake bobbed a girl’s head up and down on his enormous cock, while Cole bent one girl over a bench and fucked her while he fingered the other. Sonny and Marcello were on the other side of the room, both of their cocks buried into a petite blonde with big fake tits.

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