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She’s an enigma, and we all seem to want a piece of her.
We used to be the Kings of Ravenwood. I guess I never realized until Briar Monroe showed up that we needed a Queen.
“You wouldn’t fight it, would you? If I could make you come so hard that you saw stars?”
“Good. Have you thought about how it would feel to fuck each of us? To see how we’re all different…” One hand reaches around, grazing my taut nipples beneath the fabric of the dress. “Or perhaps how we’re the same?”
Technically, I finger fucked his sister. And I know it bothers him that he wasn’t the first to do it.
“Fuck me,” he murmurs, narrowing his eyes. His low voice lands in my core, sinking like molten lava. “I dare you. And I want to be the first.”
He infuriates me sometimes, but something about him makes me want to rip his clothes off.
I can’t miss Hunter Ravenwood coming undone at the seams.
“But at least for me, now that I’ve had a taste of you, I don’t think I can go back. And I think I can speak for all of my friends.”
I’m not religious, but she makes me want to kneel before an altar and confess the downright filthy things that run through my mind when I think of her.
I knew the instant we met that staying away from her was never going to be an option.
If this is what making a deal with the devil is like, I will sign everything I am—everything I ever was or will be—over to them.
