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Then the lights turned on.
Marcello won the game, not his sick and twisted older brother. Not like it mattered who won when all four of them had already claimed a piece of my heart. I looked around the room, and all eyes were on me. My breasts were on full display, Marcello’s big cock still inside me.
I hopped off him, fixed my panties back into place, and sat on the couch beside him. He didn’t bother to pull up his boxers or hide his cock that was wet with our cum.
Among the group, I spotted Luca.
I could always find him.
Just not in the dark.
Luca stood at the center of the room, his eyes on me and a bottle of scotch in his hand. Drake bobbed a dark-haired girl’s head up and down on his cock until he came in her mouth. Another guy, one I didn’t know, bent a girl over a chair and fucked her from behind. He smacked her ass and went to town.
Naked and holding his hard cock, Sonny sat on a couch across the room. A pretty brunette with barrel curls and huge tits sat naked beside him. His eyes flicked from me to Marcello, and then he gave him a nod that said,Well done.
Marcello got similar looks from the Knights, all of them except for Luca. He gritted his teeth, his demon eyes focused on us.
Damian and Bastian stood a few feet away from Luca, fully clothed. They both looked annoyed that Marcello won the game. But where the hell were they when I was looking for them in the dark? Were they the two men who caged me between them?
“Marcello won fair and square,” Luca said with anger in his voice. “She’s yours for the night, brother.”
Marcello rose from the couch, pulled up his boxers and zipped his pants. I spent half of my nights in his bed, anyway. So why didn’t Luca try harder to keep me all to himself?
Luca’s jaw ticked like he wanted to say something. He looked like a demon had possessed him. Then he took a deep breath, flung his hand out. “Go ahead. Take her.”
Without a care that I was topless, I walked toward him. “You never play games you can’t win. Why didn’t you find me?”
Luca looked as if he weren’t breathing, his expression unreadable, like he’d gone somewhere else mentally. “I played by the rules, Drea. You disappeared on me.”
Marcello stepped behind me and put his hands on my hips.
“What was the point of this game?”
Luca’s eyes flicked up and down my body, and then he licked his lips. “To have fun. It is my birthday, after all.”
“You said you wanted me for your birthday.” Annoyed with him, I shook my head. “You had me and let me walk away. What if the other Knights had captured me? What if it wasn’t Marcello I was fucking when the lights turned on?”
He rolled his shoulders, unaffected. “They wouldn’t have touched you.”
I glanced around the room at the men who stared at me like a piece of meat they wanted to devour. “Are you sure about that?”
“Yes,” he said without hesitation.
Marcello squeezed my bicep, and I glanced up at him. He looked like he wanted to continue what we started. I slid my lip between my teeth. A guttural groan fell from his beautiful lips.
“Let’s go, Marcello. Time to claim your prize.”
With his hand on my shoulder, Marcello led me out of the sitting room. Luca didn’t protest, since that was part of the rules. No one followed us, not even Bastian and Damian attempted to join.
Once inside his bedroom, my eyes immediately went to the intricate painting of a man from the Greek underworld with a snake wrapped around his arm. Marcello was so talented I couldn’t wait to have him paint me. To reveal how he saw me.
He was alone on the top floor, his father at the far end of the hall. I wasn’t thinking when I walked out of the sitting room topless. Marcello at least had the sense to pull up his pants. Thankfully, we hadn’t run into Arlo. That would have been awkward as fuck.
The room had high ceilings, tall windows with dark curtains, and a balcony that overlooked the bay. He had the same room as Luca, but one floor above him. I stood at the center of the room and noted every detail of the mural, which spanned two walls.
“I knew it was you,” he whispered. “I will always find you, princess.”
“Luca’s mad about losing the game. But he could have won.” I bit my lip as I looked up at him. “Why did he let you win?”
