He lifted my leg over his shoulder, leaving a trail of hot kisses on my inner thigh. I trembled with each carefully placed peck, moaned when his teeth grazed my skin.
“Take off your shirt,” he ordered before dropping my leg back on the bed. He sat up between my thighs, his eyes like lasers burning my skin. “Let me get a good look at this gorgeous body.”
My hand shook as I slid my finger beneath the strap on my right shoulder. Bastian’s lips parted, his eyes filled with hunger as my breast popped out from the fabric. He was patient, though, his chest rising and falling.
I stripped off my shirt. A moment passed between us where we stared at each other, letting the tension build. My skin crackled with electricity, all the way down my fingertips. Bastian leaned forward, and I thought he might crawl up my body and kiss me. Instead, he ripped off my shorts and panties.
He glanced down and shook his head. “Look at you, Cherry. So wet for me.” Then he rolled his thumb over my clit in slow, circular motions, ripping a scream from my throat. His finger eventually slipped between my folds, working in unison with his thumb. “You’re so tight. I can’t wait to be inside you.”
Throwing my legs over his shoulders, he leaned forward and licked me straight down the middle.
“Oh, my God,” I whimpered.
Bastian studied my face as he tasted me. His eyes never left mine, not even for a second. It was so hot my insides felt like they were going to explode. With each flick of his tongue, I cried out his name, overwhelmed by pleasure. I came on his tongue, and he held me down, sucking my clit into his mouth.
His teeth grazed my sensitive skin. Then he went back to licking between my folds, eventually swapping his fingers for his tongue. Screaming his name, I fisted his thick, dark hair in my hands, yanking harder as I came again.
Bastian sat up and blew out a few deep breaths. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Jesus, woman. Are you trying to kill me?”
“I thought you like it rough,” I quipped.
“When the time comes,” he said, licking my cum from his lips, “I’m going to destroy you. You’ll have an imprint of my cock in your pretty pussy.”
“What happened to letting Damian fuck me first?”
“You don’t know what awaits you,” he said with a creepy grin. “All in due time, Cherry.” He squeezed my breast and rolled onto his side of the mattress. “It’s time for bed.”
He reached for the light on the bedside table. I was about to ask him to wait, because I hated the dark. And then, I noticed our resident creep standing in the room's corner.
Hand over my racing heart, I gasped. “What are you doing in here?”
Bastian chuckled as his eyes lifted to meet Damian’s. “He’s been here the entire time.”
Damian stood in the entryway with his hand down the front of his boxer briefs. His cock was hard. A moment of panic ensued until I realized he wouldn’t touch me. He didn’t like to sleep with people, so at least he wouldn’t climb into bed with us.
I shook my head in disbelief. “Are you kidding me? You let him watch us?”
Bastian flicked off the light and laid back on the pillows beside me. “Go to sleep, Cherry. You’ll hurt yourself thinking about it.”
Isat in the armchair across from the Knights. We gathered in my office instead of the temple to stay closer to Alex. With the Volkovs lurking outside our walls, I wasn’t letting her pretty ass out of my sight.
I raised a snifter of scotch to my mouth, surveying the mood of the room. The Knights looked on edge. The attack at the marina had rattled each of us in different ways.
Sonny Cormac didn’t look as put together as usual. Drake Battle had dark circles under his eyes from searching the Dark Web for the past three days. Bastian, Damian, and Cole were out late last night looking for the Russians with Marcello and Alpha Command. They slumped in their chairs as if they were seconds from falling asleep.
Sonny steepled his hands on his lap and glanced over at me. “Is Marcello coming?”
I shook my head. “He’s dealing with Alex.”
“It should be you,” Sonny countered with hate dripping from his tone. “Marcello isn’t marrying her. You should protect our queen.”
“Thanks for the reminder,Dad, but I have more important shit to worry about—like saving her fucking life.”
“Alex is in danger,” Drake interjected. “We don’t have time to argue. If we’re not united, we’ll lose her. Our enemies will sniff out our weaknesses and pick us off one by one.” His gaze drifted to me. “Let’s focus on keeping Alex alive.”
“Which is why we’re here today,” I reminded them. “The point of this meeting is to discuss Alex, not me.” I sipped from my glass, then set it on the table and grabbed a cigar from the box. “Drake got a hit on the Russians using his AI software. But they disappeared off the map before he could chase down the lead. I expect them to list Alex for sale at the nextIl Circoauction.”
“Not gonna happen,” Drake said with an intense expression on his face. He scratched the dark stubble along the corner of his jaw. “I’m working around the clock to find them.”