Page 50 of Battle King (Princes of Devil's Creek 4)

Luca and Marcello got onto the bed.

“My queen.” Luca’s voice was deep and smooth. “We’re going to devour you.”

Marcello bent down to suck my nipple into his mouth, ripping a squeal from me. Then Bastian’s lips were on my inner thigh, Damian planting even hotter kisses on my pussy. Warmth spread throughout my body, my skin sizzling from the intense toe-curling sensation.

My sexy hunters lifted their heads and stared at me with their lips parted and glistening with my cum. They took turns tasting me, their tongues brushing with each flick.

Luca sat up, taking me with him. “I’m done waiting.” He pointed at the mattress and tipped his head for Marcello to lay on his back. “Time to bring your fantasy to life, Mrs. Salvatore.”

I climbed on top of Marcello, and Luca got behind me.

And then the lights went out.

I was used to the dark and no longer feared it. My men lived in it and taught me how to thrive.

Luca gripped my hip from behind, and his lips moved up and down my neck.

His brothers touched every inch of my body. Even in the dark, I knew Damian was on my right. Bastian was on my left. Their big hands brushed my legs and breasts. My nipples were so sensitive when their thumbs rolled over the tiny buds.

I sat up and pushed Marcello inside me, rocking my hips as my husbands worshiped me. Luca put his hand on my shoulder, breathing in my ear. I could feel the hesitation in his movements as he lubed his cock, then my entrance.

“Luca,” I moaned. “Fuck me. Please.”

With his hand on my back, he pushed into me, taking his time. A hiss escaped his throat.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “And I thought your pussy was tight.”

I palmed Marcello’s chest to brace myself, and Damian clutched my arm to steady me. It had been too long since I had two men inside me.

I missed it.

With Bastian and Damian kneeling at my sides, I traced my fingers over their chests and arms. Luca nibbled on my ear and fucked me without mercy. He didn’t think he would like anal.

I proved him wrong.

As usual.

Damian’s woodsy scent filled my nostrils when he leaned over to kiss my neck. “You’re such a good girl, Pet.” He flicked his tongue on my lip. “I’m going to fuck all of your pretty holes.”

“Mmm,” I whimpered. “I want that.”

Luca leaned forward and bit my earlobe. “Scream my name, baby girl.”

I moaned each of their names as I came. Marcello etched his fingers into my hips, his thrusts getting more aggressive as he raced to the finish line with me.

Damian rubbed my clit as Bastian sucked on my nipple. My men had the perfect rhythm.

Marcello was the first to come.

Luca pulled out, his cum splashing my ass. “Fucking hell,” he grunted. “I don’t think I’ve ever come like that before.”

“See,” I said with a smile he couldn’t see in the dark. “I told you this would be fun.”

“Stop denying yourself pleasure.” Bastian tapped Luca’s arm. “It’s time to let go.”

Luca snickered. “I just did.”

There was no point in arguing with Luca. This was a big step for him, something I never thought he would do. He liked to stay in his comfort zone.

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