Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Luca came in my mouth, staring into my eyes with a satisfied look. He rolled the pad of his thumb across my bottom lip. “Swallow all of my cum, baby girl.”
I sucked on his finger, and he groaned.
Luca helped me up from the floor and set me on his lap. “I have another meeting after this one.” He sucked my lip into his mouth, then tugged with his teeth. “My birthday is on Saturday night. I have something planned.”
Before I could respond, a man on the phone said, “Mr. Salvatore?”
Clutching my hip, he leaned forward and answered the man in Chinese. A heated discussion ensued for at least three minutes before Luca turned to look at me.
“I need to focus, baby.” He tapped my thigh with his fingers. “Go paint or sit by the pool. I’m on all-day conference calls.”
I dipped my head down and kissed his lips. “Thanks for the orgasm. That was fun.” I slid off his lap and ran my hand through his black hair. “I’m guessing I won’t see you until Saturday.”
“You guessed right.” He grabbed my hand and kissed my skin, 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 of The Iliad from the chair, and on my way out of his office, Luca whistled. I shot one last look over my shoulder at him and smiled. On cloud nine, I descended the stairs, passed by Dom in the hallway on the second floor, and hopped into bed beside Marcello.
I flipped open the leather-bound copy of The Iliad and looked over at Marcello. He studied me with one eyebrow lifted as if he were 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.”
Alex
I fell asleep reading The 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. For weeks, I’d been nervous about joining The Devil’s Knights, but I had never felt so free, like 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 in front of 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 that were full of hunger. I moved his hand to my stomach, letting him feel my skin as I inched lower. With Sonny 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 all of their delicious scents. Everything from Luca’s sandalwood to the cloves on Drake’s breath. In 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, 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.