Page 288 of Kissing the Villain

Marcello’s eyes raked over every inch of my naked body. I held out my hands, and he slipped his fingers between mine. His skin was warm and rough, and I knew I would never forget what I had with him. Marcello was special to me, the Knight who had carved a place in my heart.

“I choose you, Marcello Salvatore. Do you swear to protect your queen, now and forever?”

Marcello nodded. “I do.”

I moved his big hand to my inner thigh, and he looked up at me for instructions. It was such a strange ritual. Alpha men like Marcello and the Knights didn’t take orders from anyone, yet they listened to me in this temple.

A thrill rushed down my arms as I guided his hand up my thigh. Marcello licked his lips, staring at me with desire in his eyes. Luca dug his fingers into my hips and pressed his chest to my back. He resumed his gentle kisses along my neck and jaw, his hand sliding down my stomach.

Marcello knew what I wanted and took charge, gripping my thighs with both hands as he licked my clit. A flush of heat rushed through my body. My eyes snapped shut, and I moaned as Marcello’s tongue slipped between my folds.

“Before we get carried away,” Luca said against the shell of my ear, “you need to choose the next Knight.”

“I choose all of them,” I choked out.

“Then make it official, my queen.”

I shoved my hands through Marcello’s messy black hair and screamed his name as I hit the peak of my climax. After I came down from my high, I released my hold on his hair. He sat back on the stone floor and peeked at me with a satisfied smile.

I bent down, unsure if this would break the rules, and pressed my lips to his. If I were to claim the Knights, I wanted to make this one night none of us would ever forget. Marcello pulled me onto his lap, his tongue sweeping into my mouth with fury. He cradled the back of my head, deepening the kiss.

“Choose the next Knight,” Luca said with authority, annoyed by how much time I’d devoted to Marcello.

I pulled my lips from Marcello’s, out of breath as our eyes met. He helped me up from the floor, and Luca grabbed me, holding me against his chest. He had no reason to be possessive of me, not after I’d accepted his engagement and was one week from our wedding.

“I choose you, Shane Cormac,” I told Sonny, pushing the hood from his head. “Do you swear to protect your queen, now and forever?”

Sonny looked up at me, his blond hair falling onto his forehead. “I do.”

I repeated the same process with Drake, Callum, Finn, Damian, Cole, and Bastian. Then Luca led me to the altar at the center of the room.

His fingers burrowed into my hips, his rough touch branding my skin like hot pokers. He lifted me onto the altar and stood between my spread thighs. The Knights lined up behind him, dressed in their ceremonial robes.

Each of them stared at me with equal parts fascination and desire. Luca kissed me with so much passion that my head spun. With a savage hunger, he devoured me with each flick of his tongue, marking me in front of the others. He wanted them to know I still belonged to him. I was their Queen, but I was also his wife.

As our lips separated, I struggled to catch my breath, desperate for more of his skilled tongue. His eyes flickered with pure insanity, the usual madness that danced across his deep blue irises.

I leaned forward, gripping his robe in my hands. “Are you ready to play the final game, baby?”

“My little devil.” He smirked, then sucked my lip into his mouth. “You know how much I love games.”

I cupped the side of his face in my hand, smiling at my gorgeous Devil. He was so damn irresistible he took my breath away. “Let’s see how many times the Knights can make me come before you get jealous and have your way with me.”

A low rumble escaped his throat. “I don’t get jealous.”

“Yes, you do.” I pressed my lips to his. “You can’t stand seeing me with another man.”

“No, baby.” He shook his head, and dark hair fell onto his forehead. “Last year, I’d never been more turned on watching you claim the Knights.”

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. He grabbed my hip, bending down to suck on my nipple, taking turns suckingand biting me. Intense waves of pleasure rolled off my skin like flames. My handsome Devil pushed me onto the altar. He pinned me down with his hand on my stomach as his head dipped between my legs.

I rolled my head to the side to look at the Knights. Marcello wet his lips as he watched his brother lick my pussy. Drake’s chest rose and fell with each breath. Sonny ran a hand through his short, blond hair, giving me a look that seared my skin. Luca worked his magic on my clit, sucking so hard my legs trembled. I screamed his name, my gaze shifting between Luca and the Knights.

I raised my hand to beckon Sonny with my index finger. He moved to the other side of the table from Luca and held down my arms when my body wouldn’t stop trembling. And then his lips were on mine, his tongue invading my mouth. We had no rules forLegare, apart from me claiming each Knight.

Even Luca would not tell me no.

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