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Sonny pounced like a lion, laying claim to his next victim. With Marcello right below me, Sonny made room for himself and rubbed my clit with his thumb, gesturing for Drake and the others to come forward. Cole’s hand wrapped around my throat from behind, and then his lips were on mine. Drake was at his side, lowering his mouth onto my nipple. He sucked and bit the tiny bud until I screamed his name.

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, he looked up at me and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. My insides clenched at the loss of his tongue. But Sonny and the others still had their hands all over me. I was on the verge of another orgasm, so close as Drake bit my nipple and Cole flicked my clit.

Sonny’s tongue glided over my hot flesh. Cole went back to rolling his thumb over my clit, while Marcello switched between massaging my breast and sucking on my nipple. Drake was doing the same on my other side. I took Drake’s hand and moved it to my inner thigh. He knew what I wanted without instruction and plunged two fingers inside my wetness.

After a while, the rest of the Knights joined, taking turns with their queen. I let Bastian and Damian touch me, but nothing too intimate. Even though Kali understood what happened atLegare, I couldn’t do that to my friend. They had told her how much they were looking forward to tonight, so I couldn’t deny them and have them take out their anger on Kali. So I guided their hands, careful not to take things too far with either of them. I gave them enough time before encouraging Finn and Callum to take their places.

I could feel Callum’s fingers working in unison with Drake’s tongue. Marcello’s lips were on mine as Cole and Sonny sucked on my nipples. All of their names slipped from my mouth, one after the other. I’d never felt more worshiped in my life, and Luca had done a lot of praising my body over the years.

Over the next hour, I kissed, licked, and tasted almost all of them. I had come so many times by the time Luca appeared in front of the altar that I wasn’t sure if I could handle more. The Knights made room for Luca, parting on each side of the table. They looked so sexy, covered in sweat, hair messy and wild from me tugging on it.

Sharing this part of myself with the Knights bound us forever. It removed all the barriers between us, breaking down my walls. I knew I could trust them with my life. And they trusted me with their secrets.

Luca spread my thighs with his big hands and stood between them. His hands roamed through my hair, tugging on my curls before he kissed me. Each kiss was rough and aggressive, like he wanted to take out all of his frustration on me. Seeing me with the Knights must have riled him up and forced the monster to come out and play. Luca kissed me like he wanted to suck the air from my lungs, and with each kiss, we fought a war with our tongues, conquering one another.

Like a king and queen.

As our lips separated, he fisted my hair, tilting my head up as I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft. He grunted with each stroke, tightening his grip on my hair. My hunter stared back at me with those cold, cruel blue irises.

Luca grabbed my throat, kissing me so hard and fast I moaned in his mouth. He drove me wild, teasing me, taking his sweet-ass time. I loosened my hold on him, and his eyes lowered to my hand on his thick cock. He pushed my hand away, and in one quick thrust, he filled me.

His fingers trailed up and down my thigh as he fucked me as if possessed. When Luca lost himself in me, there was no turning back. He had to work through his inner demons while I let him play with mine. He lifted my legs over his shoulders, pumping into me so hard that he shattered my existence.

Luca looked insane when our eyes met. Fire raced down my arms and legs, my heart pounding. I came once, twice, three times until I lost count. He was wild and out of control, a man on a mission to ruin his queen.

The Knights watched us, some stroking their cocks while others had already gotten off on my moans. It felt like hours before Luca’s arms and legs trembled, and then his cock pulsed inside me. He lowered my legs to the table, out of breath, with sweat dripping down his chest.

Luca took my face in his hands and kissed my lips. A wave of emotions pierced my chest, rocking through me at once. I’d never loved him more than I did at this moment.

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 at the dais.

Luca lifted a jeweled crown from a crimson pillow on the table beside him. My eyes widened at the magnificent piece. He spoke a few words in Italian, then lowered the crown onto my head.

Long live the Queen of the Devil’s Knights.

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ALEX

The smellof eggs made my stomach churn. I sat on Luca’s lap, the dining room spinning around me as the kitchen staff set plates on the table. Just one whiff, and I had to grip Luca’s arms to steady myself. A nasty taste filled my mouth, forcing me to swallow hard to get rid of it.

Luca clutched my wrist. “You okay, baby?”

“I don’t know.” I slid my arm across his neck and rested my head on his shoulder. “My stomach hasn’t been right since my mother’s funeral.”

A few days had passed sinceLegare, and everything had returned to normal as if I hadn’t seen Luca’s brothers and friends naked. Like it was normal to do the sinful things we’d done together in the temple.

“It’s probably nerves,” Luca suggested as he sipped from his mug. “Are you having second thoughts about our wedding?”

A smirk tugged at his mouth.

I kissed his lips. “Of course not.”

Luca drank from his cup, eyeing me with suspicion. Even the scent of coffee, which I loved, spun the contents of my stomach. I hadn’t eaten since dinner the night before. Maybe it was food poisoning, or I was getting sick. Or perhaps it was my nervesgetting the best of me. We had a lot on the line with The Carver coming for me. Men from the depths of the criminal underworld would swarm the estate for the wedding.

“Yeah.” I shrugged. “I’m sure it’s my nerves. We only have a few more days of freedom.”

“I don’t care about freedom.” Luca kissed my cheek. “You can shackle me all you want, baby.”

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