The Devil I Love (Devil's Knights 3)

Sonny pulled my hair, just like I’d asked him, grunting as I hummed on his cock, practically choking on him as my Knights made me come. My body shook uncontrollably, like a hurricane sweeping over the land, ripping apart everything in its wake. I sat back, and Sonny shoved his hand through my curls, attempting to pull my head toward him.

“You little tease,” he said with a crazed expression on his face.

“Maybe you should do something about it,” I shot back.

I had three pairs of hands on my body, and even with them touching me everywhere, I could only see Sonny. Since it was my last night with the Knights, I wanted to make every second count. I clutched Sonny’s wrist and forced his hand down my stomach. With a devious look in his eyes, he inched lower, his fingers sliding into me with force.

“Harder,” I groaned.

Sonny gripped my shoulder and added another finger, thrusting into me like he was fucking me with his big cock. Marcello appeared beside him, giving me one of his sad looks. Was he upset that Sonny had monopolized so much of my time?

I licked my lips when our eyes met. “Come here, Marcello.”

Kneeling on the table between them, I laid a hand on each of their shoulders. Sonny continued his quick thrusts that tore moans from my lips. I guided Marcello’s hand to my stomach, encouraging him to touch me. He did what I wanted without instruction and rolled his thumb over my clit.

I had two brothers, now best friends. The sight of them naked and hard, working in unison to make me come again, only made me lose control faster.

I held onto their strong shoulders and kissed Marcello. Of all the Knights, I would miss him most. Of course, he would always be a part of my life. So would the rest of the Knights. But I would miss the intimacy between us.

I already missed our nights together in bed, the simple things like him holding me after a nightmare or reading to me to help me fall asleep. I made the right choice with Luca, but I couldn’t deny Marcello would always hold a piece of my heart. My loyal protector, my friend, the one constant in a world filled with pain.

I breathed hard once our lips separated. “Marcello,” I whispered as I slid my hand down his chest.

“Tell me what you want, my queen,” he said in a deep, sexy voice that did terrible things to my body.

I traced the length of his lip with my thumb. “You.”

Without warning, Marcello had me on my back, taking control. Like his brother, he was a hunter. And I loved this side of him. I often forgot about the dangers of Marcello’s job and the lengths he would go to protect his queen. He was a savage, the leader of mercenaries. And when we were together, I only saw the protective, loving man between my thighs, his long fingers digging into my skin.

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 gave me a satisfied smile before his 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 at Legare, 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 just enough time before I encourage Finn and Callum to take their places.