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I snapped my head in his direction and noticed Vin giving me a nod and Fallon looking dumbstruck. I looked back to Dom.

“Are you fucking serious?”

“As the next murder I commit,” he answered, his hands shaking. This was hard for him. I could tell.

He walked to Bianca and bent over her. I watched as he kissed her deeply.

“I love you,” he murmured before stepping away from her and going to sit next to Levin.

I blinked, unable to believe what was happening.

“I-I’m supposed to fuck her in front of you guys? That’s what it takes to be a king?” I turned to stare at the four kings sitting beside me.

“Yes,” Dom said tightly. “I want to make sure you know how to take care of her. You want her so fucking much, prove it.”

I shook my head, unable to believe this was real.

“It’s OK,” Vincent said. “She knows it’s going to happen. This is what she chose. If you don’t want in, simply walk away.”

“And if you walk, you’re never fucking coming back.” Levin turned his icy gaze on me. “Because I’ll be killing you.” He nodded to the rolled-up plastic in the room. “Just in case.”

Holy fuck.

“It’s better than getting beaten half to death,” Fallon muttered. “I’d accept.”

I turned back to look at Bianca.

“Are you sure?” I whispered.

She nodded wordlessly.

I’d never fucked a girl with people watching. Usually, if I were in a room fucking a chick, the guys were joining in to stick their cocks in. Putting on a show for people had never happened to me before. I wasn’t quite sure how to process it.

Bianca’s blue eyes wavered as she stared back at me. “If you don’t want me—”

“I will never not want you,” I whispered before I crushed my lips to hers.

If they wanted a fucking show, I’d give them one.

CHAPTER 17

Bianca

Drake’s lipsworked against mine, his tongue slipping into my mouth with ease. Drake was a fierce kisser. There was nothing tentative about the way he did things. When we’d had sex the one and only time, he let me be in charge. I hadn’t let him get off either.

I knew this time would be different.

Everything about the way he held me and kissed me told me this was the Drake to be feared. This was Drake in charge. He had something to prove.

Drake’s hands trailed to my waist before I was lifted easily off my feet and placed on the bed. He moved so smoothly that I hadn’t even bothered to open my eyes, satisfied at being completely lost in him.

I knew the kings were watching.

It made me both nervous and turned on.

The way Dominic had given in. His words to me in the bathroom only moments before.

“You are my queen, Bianca. I want your happiness. If this makes you happy, I will freely give you what you desire. Always, mia regina.”

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