Page 57 of Her Sinful Saints (The Seven Sinners of Hell's Kingdom 4)

The demon turns to me and smiles, flashing a mouth full of sharp fangs. “Yes, sir. I’ve pierced thousands upon thousands of people. So many that I can’t even count anymore.”

I try to smile back at the guy, but Dante grabs me by my waist, scoops me up and carries me toward a bed, and plops down with me on it.

“I still can’t believe this,” I mutter under my breath to Dante. “You know he has to look at my vagina, right?” I will sit on his lap, hoping to drive him crazy.

“I’ve probably seen more pussies and dicks than a damn obstetrician or gynecologist or dick doctor, whatever the fuck you call those guys.” Bobby D strolls closer and summons a tray, setting it on the bed beside us.

Kase grins and sets the small jewelry box containing the ring with the soul he wants me to wear onto the tray.

“Still not helping.” I crinkle my nose, crossing my legs at my ankles. “You might just have to tie me up and strip me naked, Dante. I don’t think my body is going to comply.”

“It’ll be my pleasure, pretty soul.” Dante snaps his fingers, summoning a restraint. “And you should know that Bobby D is a professional and he can’t see you like we see you. He mostly sees light.”

Great. What if he misses and I end up with a fucking needle in my thigh?

But looking at the other devils with their piercings helps ease the anxiety coursing through me.

“Trust us, Raven. You’re going to be perfect. Just wait and see how good it’s going to feel. Just take a breath, and I’ll give you a little venom now.” Dante brushes his fingers through my hair, moving it off my neck. He slowly and seductively traces his hands down my body while kissing my throat. “Once it’s all done, we will all feel a lot better.”

With his words, he sinks his fangs into my neck, injecting me with his venom. I moan and arch my back, enjoying the feeling of his lips sucking my throat. He enjoys tasting my blood, getting the same high as I do. Silence falls through the air, and I close my eyes and just listen to the sounds of my devils breathing and watching me with all their intensity, bottling it up inside me to ease my nerves. I feel like the sexiest woman alive as Kase removes my pants and exposes my body to all of them. Lucian and Andre each take a spot by my side and touch my body with their hot hands, drawing my attention elsewhere.

“Get ready, pretty soul. It’ll be fast,” Dante says, releasing my throat only to move up to suck on my earlobe.

“And as soon as it’s done, I will kiss you better.” Kase’s breath turns husky, and I can sense the heat of his desire even though he doesn’t touch me and hovers behind the piercer. It should be more awkward than this, but it’s not. It’s as if the demon isn’t even here. I don’t know how my mind manages to just avoid thinking of him, but it does. Micah and Zade come closer, and I savor the touch of each of their hands on my knees.

“You’re so incredibly sexy, heathen,” Micah says, his voice swirling through my mind. “And so tough. You didn’t even flinch.”

A second after he says the words, extreme pleasure zings through me at the sensation of Kase’s tongue gliding over my body as he uses Hell power to heal me and also bring great ecstasy to the experience.

The world rumbles as the demon vanishes, and I finally open my eyes to see myself surrounded by my sexy devils, all hot and ready to claim me.

Kase doesn’t stop until my whole body clenches, and I swear I can feel his power in every fiber of my being, giving me even more strength.

I moan and gasp, panting as I try to catch my breath. I want him to continue. I want all my devils to continue and to join me in one helluva good time. But Kase eases away with a wicked smile.

“Not yet, angel-girl. I know that you want more, but we’re not finished with our binding ceremony yet.” Kase kneels in front of me, biting his lip, his eyes glowing with his red power. “It’s now time to pick the spot you want our marks. Mine will go first along with Dante’s as we had you first.”

I inhale and exhale a couple of breaths, trying to think about where their marks should go on my body. I consider allowing them to pick spots, but I can tell that it’s supposed to be me. It is my decision and mine alone.

Staring at Kase, I imagine where he would like to see his mark on me. “I think yours and Dante’s should go on my hips. One on each side.”

Kase and Dante grin at the same time, and Dante says, “Perfect. That way I can always see it unless I’m fucking you from behind, of course.” He chuckles with his words, his whole face lighting up.

“Damn, can I have two?” Kase licks his lips with his desire. He’s utterly and completely serious.

I laugh. “If that’s what you want, but it has to be tiny.”

Kase snatches my leg by my ankle and stretches my body up to show off my ass. He spanks my cheek. “Right here will be the second one.”

Lucian comes closer and grabs my other leg, curling me up at my middle. “I want the fucking tramp stamp.”

I narrow my eyes and shake my head. “Actually, I’ve already decided that Andre gets that spot. I want yours to be on my boob near my heart.”

Lucian tips his head to the side in thought. His face softens as our eyes meet, and he smirks. “You want me close to your heart? Why?”

I rub my lips together. “Because you need the reminder of the most important part of me you have earned.”

“Damn, Ray. You’re getting to my balls right now. I knew you had a fucking soft spot for me. You love me, don’t you?” Lucian studies my face, waiting for my response.

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