Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
“Sonny,” I yelled with venom in my tone.
He stood at the edge of the pool, his hand on his narrow hips. “You look mad, Little Wellington.”
I glared at him, ready to rip out of his throat. “You bastard. I can’t get my hair wet. I will look like a poodle that got electrocuted.”
“Hmm…” He shoved a hand through his perfectly styled blond hair and gave me one of his boyish smiles. “Not exactly how I’d pictured you handing out my punishment, but I can work with that.”
“I have other ideas for your punishment,” I shot back.
He licked his lips and bent down at the edge of the pool, running his long fingers across the top of the water. I swam into the shallow end and waded through the water of the infinity pool that overlooked the bay. Annoyed, I rushed over to Sonny, shoved my palm into his chest, and pushed him down on the lounge chair.
I jumped on top of him and rubbed my wet body all over his five thousand dollar Tom Ford suit.
Sonny waggled his eyebrows, a smirk tugging at the right corner of his mouth. “This is some punishment.”
“You’re not supposed to like this,” I fired back.
He laughed. “I don’t give a shit about this suit.” His hands fell to my hips, and he rolled his tongue across his bottom lip. “The sight of you on top of me… This is priceless.”
As his fingers traced my inner thigh, images flashed before my eyes. A piercing pain shot up the right side of my head, and my eyes slammed shut. What the fuck? It hurt so bad my vision blurred, and I had a metallic taste in my mouth.
“Alex,” Sonny said, but his voice sounded so distant.
And without warning, my mind drifted to another place.
We moved through the dark passage lit by lanterns built into the walls, which had symbols etched into the stone. A chill rolled down my bare shoulders, and my teeth chattered. Luca noticed and hooked his arm around me. He pulled me close as he led me deeper underground. It was my first time in The Devil’s Knights temple, and it both thrilled and terrified me.
Why had I asked to see Legare beforehand? What if I hated it and couldn’t go through with the actual ceremony? Luca was a man on a mission, and I was a girl in love with her tormentor, her bully.
The Knights followed us, their footsteps the only sounds in the cramped passageway beneath Devil’s Creek. After we walked for a while, Luca pushed open heavy double doors at the end of a long hallway. He extended his hand, gesturing for me to enter before him. Nerves shook through me, my skin tingling with a mixture of fear and excitement. I’d never been with anyone but Luca. He was so rough and possessive, and with him, I knew what to expect.
But what about the Knights?
Damian and Bastian scared the fucking shit out of me. They had kinks that made me pity the women who would end up with those psychos. Cole was a mystery to me. He’d spent most of his year at York Military Academy, and we hadn’t gotten to know each other. Drake was a wildcard, the silent type who often surprised me. I didn’t know what he would be like during the ceremony, but if his dance moves were any sign, he would probably amaze me in bed.
There were years of longing between Marcello and me. We had an unspoken bond I didn’t have with the other Knights. It differed from what I had with Luca. And I wanted to explore my sexuality before I become the Queen of the Knights.
My eyes traveled around the room lit by candlelight. I stared at the symbols on the walls, attempting to decipher their meaning. Two iron thrones sat atop a dais at the front of the room. There was an altar at the center of the room.
After the Knights grabbed their ceremonial robes from the hooks on the wall, they pulled them on and covered their heads with hoods. Luca had prepared me before we left the house. We even rehearsed a few lines from the ceremony in the mirror while he slipped his hand beneath my dress and made me cum. He wanted to be the first and last man to touch me tonight.
Luca dressed in his robe and moved behind me. His fingers ghosted my arms, creating tiny bumps down my skin. I wore a black dress with gold trim and a rope belt that hung loosely around my waist. He tugged on it as the Knights gathered around us in a circle. My skin ignited as if flames were running through my veins.
Luca slipped his fingers beneath the straps on my shoulders. My throat closed up as the fabric slid down my body, dropping to the floor around my ankles. Bared to these men, I had nothing left to hide. They knew all of my secrets, and I kept theirs. And once we completed the real Legare, we would have nothing between us.