Fuck.
She was perfect.
Even in the dim light, I could see her juices glistening on her wet slit. She could hate us all she wanted, but she was always wet for us.
“You want Marcello to touch you, baby girl?” Luca whispered the words, his lips inches from hers. “How about Bash? Damian?”
Alex studied his face, as if she thought Luca was baiting her into a trap. Then she looked at me like she wanted to lick every inch of my skin. A look I returned with even more intensity.
I would tear her apart if I had her first. Years of wanting to fuck her had turned me into a fucking animal.
Alex glanced over at Bastian and Damian. Her tongue rolled across her bottom lip as she surveyed each of their faces. They looked like savages, ready to attack. She leaned back, resting her palms on the altar, and spread her legs wider. Her chest rose and fell as she sucked in shallow breaths.
Without speaking, she communicated she wanted this. I’d never had a problem sharing women with my brothers. They were all disposable.
But Alex was special.
My blood felt like it was boiling beneath the surface, my skin so hot I felt like I was on fire. Alex was beautiful, her body pure fucking perfection. I loved her curves, every single one.
For a moment, we just stared at her like four wild animals on the hunt. She didn’t even bat an eyelash. There wasn’t an ounce of fear on her face.
As she stripped off her shorts and panties, Alex held my gaze. Luca tugged on her right thigh and Bastian on the other. They spread her legs wider so Damian and I could see her pussy. I stood there, knowing I had to watch, waiting not so patiently for my turn with our queen.
A moan escaped her lips as Luca dragged his finger along her slit, and her eyes slammed shut. Bastian moved his hand beneath her chin and rubbed his thumb across her bottom lip.
She wet her lips.
A moment of hesitation ensued before Alex stripped off her pajama shirt, baring her beautiful body to us. Damian made a hissing sound now that all of her curves were on display.
I’d never been so fucking turned on, seeing Alex wild and out of control, finally accepting her place. She’d fought us for years. And now she wanted it.
She wanted the power.
My cock was so hard I couldn’t even think straight. She knew this was dirty and sick, but she wanted us anyway. Because she was dirty and sick like us.
Bastian inched his hand up her thigh, apprehensive at first, as if he were waiting for her permission. In this room, the queen made the rules. Soon, she would choose us atLegare. We would complete the ceremony that would crown Alex our queen.
She locked eyes with Luca and leaned back on her palms, giving us the perfect view of her pussy. Alex looked good enough to eat. And I wanted to do just that.
Bastian and Luca’s hands were too big. So they had to divide and conquer, Luca taking the lead, plunging two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. Alex cried out, her legs trembling as Luca stretched her out.
I forced myself to watch what he was doing to her, to see how much she enjoyed my brother making her come. As he worked her inner walls, Bastian rolled his thumb over her clit and kissed her sexy lips.
She opened up for him, and her tongue swept across his bottom lip. With his free hand, Bastian threaded his fingers through her curls and pulled her mouth to his, crushing her lips with a kiss. My heart pounded so fast it felt like it was about to punch a hole in my chest.
Alex made me feel alive.
Made me feel out of control.
She brought chaos to my life.
Out of breath, Alex stole her lips from Bastian’s. Her eyes darted down to their hands between her legs, both of them spreading her wider. She panted so hard her tits bounced with each thrust of their fingers.
“You like this, Cherry?” Bastian growled. “Do you like it when my brothers watch?”
Alex nodded, her body trembling as Luca switched between pinching and rubbing her clit.
“Feel good?” Luca added another finger, slamming into her. “You want us to make you cum again, baby girl?”