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I hooked my legs around his back and inched my hands up his chest. “I want you to claim me first.”
Luca’s fingers wove through my curls as he tilted my head to the side, his teeth grazing my hot skin, taking turns sucking and biting me. My handsome prince pinned me down with his hand on my stomach. Intense waves of pleasure rolled off my skin like flames.
When his head dipped between my legs, I rolled my head to the side to look at my men. Marcello wet his lips as he watched his brother lick my pussy. Bastian’s eyes focused on me, his chest rising and falling with each breath. Damian ran a hand through his hair and licked his blood-red lips, giving me a heated look that made my skin sizzle with desire.
Luca worked his magic on my clit, sucked so hard my legs trembled, and I screamed his name. After I came down from my high, I beckoned Bastian with my index finger. He moved to the other side of the table from Luca and held down my arms. And then his lips were on mine, his tongue invading my mouth.
Luca made me come once more before I tugged on Bastian’s robe. “Take off your clothes,” I ordered, then looked at Luca and each of my guys. “Strip.”
Luca gave me a wicked grin as he made of show of taking off his robe. The others didn’t waste a second.
“How long do you think you’ll last until you get jealous and need to be inside me?” I teased Luca with a sexy smile plastered on my face.
“I waited six years to fuck you.” He clicked his tongue. “I can make it until the end of the ceremony.”
“Guess we’ll find out,” I taunted. “We’re done playing for now. Make room for my husbands.”
“Bad girl,” he said in a deep tone that rolled over me like a melody.
Then he stepped back, allowing Marcello and Damian to approach the table. Bastian massaged my breast, giving the tiny bud a pinch, stealing a scream from my throat. Marcello moved to my right, Damian on my left. With the three of them surrounding me, and the others watching us, I truly felt like a queen claiming her Knights.
I kissed my way down Bastian’s muscular abdomen and gave his big dick a few strokes. Marcello and Damian each gripped one of my legs and spread them apart. As I leaned forward to suck Bastian into my mouth, Damian licked my pussy, his tongue sliding straight down the middle.
Marcello reached between us, and then two of his long fingers split me open. I was so wet my cum dripped onto his hand and the sheets.
Bastian tugged on my hair, practically choking me as his brothers made me come. My arms and legs shook uncontrollably, which made it harder to hold myself up and maintain the steady rhythm. So Bastian gripped my shoulders and held me up, helping me steady myself as the orgasm ripped through me.
I grabbed Marcello’s shoulders and kissed him. My loyal protector, my best friend, my one constant. His love for me poured out of him every time we were together. And as we kissed, he consumed me, drowning me in his love.
I breathed hard as our lips separated.
Before I could recover from our hot kiss, Marcello had me on my back, licking my pussy. Damian rubbed my clit with his thumb while Bastian wrapped his hand around my throat. It was light, just enough pressure to satisfy me. His lips were on mine again, and Damian was at his side, sucking my nipple into his mouth.
Consumed by all of their delicious scents, I drank them in, reveling in the feeling of their hands, tongues, and mouths on my body. After I came a few times on Marcello’s tongue, Damian tapped his arm, gesturing for him to get out of the way. They had a system. None of them ever got mad when it wasn’t their turn.
Damian flashed an evil grin before his tongue glided over my hot flesh. Bastian went back to rolling his thumb over my clit, while Marcello switched between massaging my breast and sucking on my nipple. I could feel each of them taking turns, their fingers working in unison with Damian’s tongue.
After all three of us came, Luca moved between my thighs and tugged on my curls right before his tongue swept into my mouth. Each kiss was rough and aggressive. Like he was shedding all of his pent-up frustration over seeing me with his brothers.
Luca grabbed my throat, kissing me so hard and fast I moaned into his mouth. He drove me wild, teasing me, taking his time until he finally filled me in one quick thrust. Heat coursed through my veins, warmth spreading down my arms and legs. I came once, twice, three times. He was wild and out of control, a man on a mission to mark his queen.
Claim his territory.
The Knights watched us from a distance. Even my guys didn’t move from their places on the bed while Luca destroyed me. It felt like hours before Luca’s arms and legs trembled, and then his cock pulsed inside me. Out of breath, he crashed on top of me, his forehead and chest dripping with sweat.
Luca took my face in his hands and crushed my lips with a kiss. A ripple of emotions tore through my chest, rocking me to the core.
I loved him.
Married him.
Bound to all of them.
He helped me off the table and led me to the thrones at the front of the room. The Knights followed without a word and lined up in front of the dais.
Luca lifted a jeweled crown from a crimson pillow on the table beside him. My eyes widened at the magnificent piece. He moved in front of me, spoke a few words in Italian, words I didn’t understand, and then he lowered the crown onto my head.
Long live the Queen of The Devil’s Knights.
