Villain Ch 1668. Never Play Fair
Alice, meanwhile, remained on her knees, between his legs again — but now not with reverence, not just. With intent. Like a scholar about to study the most sacred relic. Her lips brushed the inside of his thigh. A kiss so gentle it shouldn't have made his shaft twitch the way it did.
But it did.
Bella leaned down and whispered into his ear, her voice a lace veil of seduction. "You look tense, my liege. Let us worship the weight you carry…"
Allen chuckled — low, but rough. "This is what you call worship?"
Bella smirked, dragging her tongue along the shell of his ear. "It's a new religion."
He couldn't lie.
He liked this.
No—he craved this.
The danger of it. The reversal. How he, a Devil Emperor, was now the object of their obsession. How their lips moved like a prayer against his skin — not pleading, but claiming.
Alice's fingers curled around his shaft — bare now, proud, the heat of him pulsing in her hand like a second heartbeat.
