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“Ignore my brother. I’m Nico.” He flashed a charming smile that reached his stunning blue eyes. A cute dimple popped in his right cheek. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,regina.”
Queen.
Luca snaked his arm around my middle and pulled me down onto his lap. Dante spoke to Luca about family business, while Marcello, Bastian, and Damian talked to the twins, leaving Nico out of the discussion. I studied him from across the table, wondering how he ended up with his brothers.
He looked as if they forced him to be here. It was clear the legitimate Luciano brothers worked as a unit, treated each other with respect. They reminded me of my men. Strong, powerful, each of them and their egos taking up too much space at the table.
They left Nico out of the discussions, but he didn’t seem to care. His eyes moved around the backyard with curiosity as he sipped from the glass of scotch in his hand. I wanted to know his story.
After an hour of conversation and a lot of drinks, the Luciano brothers excused themselves from the table to deal with a business matter. Some of the Knights had cleared out from the backyard, taking women with them.
Luca rubbed his hard cock against my ass, so I rocked my hips to the beat, grinding on him. He dug his fingers into my hips with his usual rough possession. My nipples hardened as I rubbed my pussy against his very hard cock, drenching my bikini bottoms. Marcello watched me from across the table, his eyes on my breasts that were ready to fall out of the top. A slick grin tipped up the corners of his gorgeous mouth.
Damian curled his hand into a fist on the table, studying me like he wanted to peel back each layer of my skin. Knowing that sicko, he probably did. Beside him, Bastian reached down to fix himself over his shorts. Shirtless, all three of them showed off their muscles, the scars on their chests, and the dark tattoos that marked them.
Damian had the most ink. His tattoos started beneath his collarbone, spiraled down his shoulders and both of his arms, trailing down his chest and dipping beneath the waistband of his shorts.
Like Marcello, Bastian had tons of scars, but the X over his heart interested me most. He had a few black tattoos that looked like the markings on the wall I’d seen in The Devil’s Knights’ temple.
This was the first time I’d ever seen Luca completely shirtless. He had the most scars, which made sense after everything Marcello had told me about their childhood. He only had one tattoo, a black one with The Devil’s Knights crest—a knight’s helmet with crossed swords.
I jiggled my tits in front of Luca’s face and straddled his thighs. Riding his cock over his shorts, I threw my arms around his neck as we took turns singing different parts of the song. My lips brushed his, and he sucked my lip into his mouth.
Luca groaned, his fingers piercing the skin on my thigh. “If you don’t calm down, Queen D, I’m going to whip out my dick and come all over your tits.”
I grinned. “Maybe I want you to do that.”
A wave of heat rushed over my skin as I continued dancing, losing myself to the music, unable to ignore his massive cock digging into my thigh. He was so big I felt him everywhere.
Luca lifted me onto the table and moved between my legs. His brothers leaned forward as Luca kissed my stomach, slipping his finger beneath the thin piece of fabric covering my soaking wet pussy.
“Luca,” I moaned. “Not here. Not in front of everyone.”
He looked over his shoulder at those who remained at the party. They were all busy drinking and hooking up, not the least bit interested in what we were doing over here. But I didn’t want to expose myself in front of strangers.
“The Knights will see you in more compromising positions duringLegare.”
“They can wait until then,” I fired back, attempting to sit up, but he pushed me back down on the table. “Take me somewhere more private.”
Luca turned his head to look at the pool house at the back of the property. An evil grinned stretched across his face. Then he scooped me into his arms, barking orders at his brothers to follow him.
Luca set my feet on the ground once we were inside the pool house. Decorated to look like an old ship, the large room had high-end furniture and decor. It was stunning, with exposed wooden beams on the ceiling and walls.
I heard loud musing blaring from a distance, the sounds of women moaning and people fucking. The Knights were not shy. But I wasn’t ready to let them see me with my guys. Not until I had to let them watch us duringLegare.
I wanted to know more about the ceremony, so I asked Luca if we could do a trial run of what I could expect on the night they would crown him the next Grand Master of The Devil’s Knights. I still hadn’t accepted his proposal, but I was close to giving in to him. It was only a piece of paper, a marriage that would make me a Salvatore.
Make me one of them.
I wanted so badly to be part of their family. For the first time in my life, I had a home and people who cared about me. Men who would give their lives to defend mine.
Luca moved behind me and gathered my curls in his hands, dipping his head down to kiss my neck. “What do you want, my queen?”
“You,” I whispered. “All four of you.”
Luca’s fingers trailed down my hot skin, his sinful touch leaving fire in his wake. I leaned back against his chest, reveling in the pleasure of his lips on my neck, his tongue gliding across my skin. Marcello, Bastian, and Damian dropped to their knees in front of me. For the actual ceremony, they would dress in their ceremonial robes and bow their hooded heads to their queen.
“Do you want to claim your Knights?” Luca asked between kisses, his fingers branding my flesh.
