Apart from Alex, he’d never touched a woman who wasn’t on our payroll. He was too much of a savage for us to let him loose on the world. The women he’d fucked all knew the drill and were into our special brand of dark and dirty.
Alex wasn’t sweet and innocent. She was just like us. Corrupted by evil, tarnished by the sins of her family’s past. Marked by four savage Knights.
I pressed my palm to Alex’s back and lubed her entrance, sliding my finger into her ass. She gasped as I moved inside her.
“Bash,” she bit out. “What are you? Oh, my…”
Gripping her hip, I replaced my finger with the vibrator. Just the tip. Enough to make her squeal right as she was singing Damian’s praise, screaming his name like a good girl.
“Bastian Salvatore,” she said in that deep but sexy fucking voice as she turned her head to the side. “What are you doing to me?”
“Preparing you for the destruction of your pretty ass.” I slapped her cheek hard enough to leave a red handprint, still pumping the vibrator into her. “How else do you think you’re going to handle four big dicks?”
She moaned as if she liked the idea of taking all of us. We needed to devise a system, so each of us had an equal amount of time with our queen. I spanked her again, this time harder than the last. It was always the nice girls that liked to be bent over, face down, ass up. But don’t let this nice girl fool you.
Our queen was vicious.
I turned up the speed on the vibrator, and Alex screamed so loud it pierced my eardrum. “Oh, my God, Bash.”
She moved her hands to each side of Damian’s head, smothering him with her pussy. He wouldn’t care if she choked him to death, as long as he got to die with the taste of her on his tongue.
“That’s it, baby.” I slapped her ass again, sliding the vibrator in and out, increasing the speed with each thrust. “Open up for us.”
Alex rolled her head to the side and moaned. “Why does this feel so good?”
“Because we’re hitting all of your pleasure points at once.” I grabbed a handful of her curls and tilted her head back so I could kiss her pouty, pink lips. “My God, woman. You’re killing us.”
She giggled, then another series of moans passed her lips. “Damian,” she cried out, taking his hair in her hands, holding him in a vise as her body trembled. “Oh… Keep doing that.” Then she reached behind her back to clutch my wrist, pushing the vibrator deeper. “Bash. Holy shit! I’m going to…”
I pulled her hair again, forcing her to kiss me. “Cum for us, Cherry.”
She was such a good girl and listened to my command. Her orgasms spilled out of her, one after another. After she stopped shaking, I slid the vibrator out of her ass and turned it off. Exhausted, she rolled off Damian, who could hardly breathe as he covered his heart with his hand.
I hooked my arm around her middle and pulled her onto the mattress with me, curling her body into mine. Naked and beautiful, she laid her head on my chest.
Damian sat up, his lips covered in her juices. I’d never seen him look so fucking happy. That bastard never smiled. But I saw the semblance of one as he licked the last of her cum from his fingers. He aimed his hardened gaze at Alex. A true hunter, Damian had a habit of obsessing over something, or in this case, someone.
“Damian, come here.” Alex patted the space between them on the bed. “Cuddle with us.”
He didn’t reject the idea, though he didn’t look all that thrilled either. It had nothing to do with Alex. Damian couldn’t do normal shit like curl up with a woman, hold her hand, or even kiss her.
He wasn’t wired that way.
But when Alex asked him to do something, he was softening. Hell, he’d even surprised me when he brought her black dahlias and apologized. She had commented about him acting submissive, and it was the first time I’d ever seen him like that. He was really fucking sorry for almost killing her. The woman he’d vowed to protect at all costs.
Our queen.
“It’s time for bed.” I ran my fingers through her blonde curls to untangle them. “You know the rules, Cherry.”
“Yeah, I know.” She blew out an exaggerated breath and rolled her eyes. “In bed by midnight. No exceptions. Ever.”
“Nope.” I rolled onto my side to turn off the lamp, and she pulled on my arm. “Rules are rules, baby.”
“Not yet,” she whined. “Give me a few minutes. I need to use the bathroom and brush my teeth.”
She kept some of her clothes in my closet and an extra toothbrush in my bathroom. I divided the other half of her time with Marcello. Neither Luca nor Damian had shown any interest in letting her into their beds.
But that would probably change.