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Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends Chapter 81
Alyssa "You want to see me fuck him, kitten?" King asks, a wicked smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. My heart races, both excitement and disbelief swirling within me. Holy shit. Is this really happening? I know King is just distracting me, from my nightmare, from Gray and Christine, and I've got to give it to him...it's one hell of a distraction. There's no way he's willing to fuck Niko all this time just to distract me, though. He wants this. Badly. I'm so glad Niko is finally getting what he deserves. Maybe this will be the push he needs to finally tell King that he's in love with him. As the thought of them together ignites a fire inside me, I reach down, rubbing my clit in small, fast circles. "Answer him, sweet girl," Niko groans, his blue eyes meeting mine, glazed over with lust. "Yes," I whisper, glancing up at King. "I want to see you fuck him." His grin widens. He squirts lube on Niko's hole and sinks into him, just hard enough to pull a sharp hi
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Alyssa After a restless nap, I spend the rest of the day with Zuri, clinging to every second as if it might be our last. I know King and Mason will protect me, but the lingering dread feels like a dark cloud I can't shake. There's a heaviness in my chest as I try to keep a smile on my face for Zuri's sake, watching her laugh and play. After kissing both her and Niko goodbye, King, Mason, and I find Gray outside, leaning against his bike with his arms crossed tightly over his chest, like he's trying to hold himself together. His gaze is locked on me as we approach. "Alyssa," he says, his tone clipped. I give him the middle finger. "Kiss my ass, Gray." He lets out a long, controlled sigh, his eyes darting to King, who presses a warm kiss to the back of my head. "I'll give you some space," King murmurs, but I grip his arm, reluctant to let him go. "You don't have to. I don't want to talk to him." Gray's face tightens. "Alyssa, we need to talk. Now." I narrow my ey
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Alyssa The building is painted in blood-red and white, its main entrance leading directly into a dimly lit strip club. Fully naked women in heels swing from poles and dance on raised platforms, their bodies cast in flickering lights as if they're putting on a show just for us. It's unsettling. I've never been to a strip club, and I definitely didn't expect my first time would be here—with my brother. A swirl of horror, fear, and intrigue rolls over me. We sit at a large booth, and I scan the room, noting the shadows and corners, wondering if we're being watched. The guard reappears, his voice gruff and annoyed. "Bones will be with you shortly." A tense silence fills the room as we wait. Suddenly, the music changes from something sultry to "Dethrone" by Bad Omens. My blood runs cold. "Somehow, I don't think anyone can dance to this," I think aloud, trying to talk myself out of bolting out of here. "You know, I always imagined this being a song you'd request to be execu
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TW: Child abuse, sexual assault, human trafficking, murder, emotional damageAlyssa"Aly, Logan...stay in my office. You know the drill. Don't come out until one of us says so," Daddy orders."Okay, Daddy." I spin around in his big chair, the leather all soft and smooth under my fingers. "Fine. Whatever," Logan mumbles as Daddy closes the door. Rolling his eyes, he slumps into the chair across from me. Logan's kind of my friend. He comes to the clubhouse sometimes with his Uncle Sal, who's mean and always yelling at him. He has short brown hair, and his eyes are a pretty grey color. Mama says she thinks he has a crush on me, but I don't really get what that means. I just like that he plays games with me that make me feel safe—not like Daddy's games. "I heard my Daddy say there were other girls downstairs. Have you ever seen them?" I ask, already feeling bored. I always feel bored when we're not allowed to leave the office. Logan just shakes his head, a little frown on his face. "I
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Logan Now that Alyssa's right here in front of me, I can't take my fucking eyes off of her. God, she's beautiful. The last time I saw her, she was only seven, standing by my hospital bed with tears streaking down her face. I was barely awake most days, but that guilt-ridden look she wore burned into my memory. Now, she's twenty-two, a year younger than me, and every bit the goddess I imagined she'd grow into. Even if she's sitting on another man's lap. King Sterling's glare could burn a hole straight through my head, but Alyssa—she recognizes me. I see that glimmer of recognition in her eyes. Seeing me must've triggered her memory. I bet Gray feels like a dumbass right now, walking into a trap I set with Bones' help. Of course, he warned me not to do anything reckless, or let War do anything reckless. Pointing a gun at Gray might've put a target on my back, but I couldn't resist. Bones wants this alliance with the Crimson Reapers; I want her. My gaze drops to the
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Alyssa The moment War takes over, I feel it. His posture changes, his shoulders square with a hardened, unsettling confidence, his jaw sets with a sharpness completely different than Logan's. His steel-gray eyes narrow and darken, and a slow, wicked smirk slithers across his face. The air seems to thicken with a menacing aura—not like King's, whose darkness feels protective and safe to me. No, this is different, like an unhinged, wild animal holding off on eating you until it finds the perfect moment. But I still mean what I said...I trust Logan and his alter. War's gaze sweeps over me, and then he leans in close, inhaling deeply. His nose wrinkles with disdain as he pulls back. "Gross. You reek like a goddamn meadow," he grunts, his voice way gruffer than Logan's. He saunters over to the bar as he runs a hand through his short, brown hair, and drops into a seat. "Alex, pour me something stronger. Whiskey's not gonna cut it." Alex doesn't hesitate, grabbing a clear bottle a
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Nikolai I step into the gym room, where King is laying into a punching bag like it owes him money. He's shirtless, his sweat-drenched muscles flexing with every punishing blow. The tension rolling off him is suffocating. "You good?" I ask, pulling off my own shirt as I step closer, steadying the bag for him. His raw knuckles strike the bag with a precision that screams rage, frustration, and something deeper. King doesn't look at me, his jaw tightening as he lands another hit. "Fine," he mutters, but the way his fists keep hammering the bag tells otherwise. Gray filled me in on everything that happened tonight. Alyssa saw Logan—and War. She knows now. Everything about her past. When they got home, she didn't say much, just crawled between Mason and me and clung to us until sleep finally claimed her. King, on the other hand, went straight to the gym to drown out his rage. "She's not pissed at you, you know," I say, gripping the bag tighter as his strikes grow heavier.
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Isaac "Earn the right to eat my cum," Michael, my boss, growls, thrusting his cock deeper down my throat. His hand tangles in my hair, yanking me forward with a force that makes my eyes water. "You lied to me, Carter. First, you tell me you're taking a family vacation, then gang members show up to the office and threaten me? Yeah, you owe me a whole fucking lot." I hate his condescension, but I hate needing him more. Still, it's not like I don't enjoy this, but this is all Alyssa's fault. That useless, pathetic whore. If she hadn't left the way she did, I wouldn't be here now, choking on my boss's dick just to stay under his protection. She sent her brother and his friends after me. So, every humiliating moment, every second of submission—it traces back to her. Michael's grip tightens, forcing a groan from me as my throat strains around him. I'm staying at one of his houses for now, waiting for the right moment to strike, to take back what's mine. Alyssa thought she could j
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War Why do I keep agreeing to do shit for this female? Even as I'm sitting across the street from the country club where Amanda Phillips is probably sipping overpriced mimosas and pretending her husband isn't a piece of shit, I still can't answer that fucking question. All I know is that the little psycho seems to change every time I see her. I thought she was just some little broken doll, but she's finding her fire—and learning how to use it. I'm not easily impressed, but damn. Watching her evolve is...addictive. Logan's voice scratches at the back of my skull, a persistent itch I can't ignore. You want her, War. Just as badly as I do. Shut the fuck up, Logan. What? I'm just saying...you think about her all the time. Admit it. Stay in your corner. I grit my teeth, glaring at nothing in particular. I don't bother you this damn much when you're in control. I'm barely ever in control when you're around her, he argues, frustration lacing his voice. That's be
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Alyssa "Took you long enough," Christine scoffs, sliding into the backseat in a skin-tight pink dress. Her matching purse sits daintily on her lap, as if we're actually going shopping instead of plotting a break-in. King's jaw ticks, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. I see the retort brewing on his lips, but he swallows it down. I squeeze his hand, silently begging him. Let's just get this over with. Please don't strangle her and toss her body out on the side of the road. This isn't good. He's already this wound up, and we haven't even met up with War yet. Am I going to have to blow him in a gas station bathroom or something just to get his temper under control? The thought makes my mouth water before I can shove it back into the gutter where it belongs. Focus, Alyssa. "What are you thinking about, kitten?" King asks quietly, his tone amused, but there's a razor-sharp warning beneath it. He pulls the SUV out of Gray's driveway with smooth precision, his finger
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Nikolai "I'm sorry...we're doing what?" I nearly choke on my coffee, the hot liquid scalding the top of my mouth. It's five in the damn morning, and Alyssa, in all her sweet but chaotic glory, waited until the coffee hit my bloodstream to drop this bomb on us. Even so, I must've misheard her because there's no way in hell we're actually helping Christine with anything. Not only because I can't stand her and every time I see her face, I have very violent thoughts—but because she's blackmailing us. Holding our relationship with Alyssa over our heads like a loaded gun. And that's a level of manipulation I don't tolerate, no matter what the reason is. Mason, sitting beside me, doesn't say a word. He's cradling Zuri in one arm as she drinks her bottle, his free hand resting on her tiny foot in a protective way. I know he's either mentally dissecting the situation or trying to figure out how to gently tell Alyssa she's out of her damn mind without making our pregnant woman cry.
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Alyssa When we return to the living room, King and Gray stop their conversation mid-sentence. The air feels heavier than when we left, and Gray's sharp eyes cut straight to me, suspicion flickering across his face. "What's going on, babe?" he asks, his tone clipped as his gaze shifts to Christine. His arched brow screams he's not in the mood for bullshit. I wonder what he and King were discussing while we were gone that's got him so tense. I know King wouldn't tell him about Christine without me present. Christine, the fake bitch that she is, flashes him a sugary smile that makes my stomach churn. "Nothing, baby. I was just telling Alyssa I wanted to go shopping with her. You know, have us a girl's day." A girl's day? That's hilarious. Since when does breaking into dead guys' houses to retrieve sex tapes qualify as retail therapy? Gray's eyes snap to mine, his gaze probing, dissecting. He's looking for cracks, for any sign I might be hiding something. Joke's on him—his w
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Alyssa Completely sated and boneless, I sit up and watch silently as King meticulously cleans his weapons after stuffing our clothes in a black trash bag. The blood we'd just had the most unhinged sex is now drying and caking on my skin, a visceral reminder of the woman I became tonight. Chief Phillips is gone, hanging on the wall with his vacant eyes fixed on me and the smell of death in the air. Maybe I should feel disgust or remorse for what happened here, but I don't. He got what was coming to him, and now countless women can sleep peacefully at night knowing they'll never have to encounter him again. I shift, feeling the delicious ache between my legs, and a satisfied smile curls on my lips. King glances back at me, his lips twitching with amusement. His obsession with me blazes in his eyes, like a wolf savoring its claim. "What's that face for, kitten? You're acting like I've never fucked you before." My smile widens into a smirk. "Not like that." "Not regretting
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Mason "So, when did you figure out you were into guys too?" Niko's voice is light, teasing, the smirk practically audible. I roll my eyes, but there's no real heat behind it. Niko's just being Niko right now. We just finished The Conjuring—my choice, of course—and while Niko didn't outright admit to being scared, he'd spent half the movie burying his face in my shoulder. Which is crazy because he's the one who suggested we watch a horror movie. What a scaredy-cat. Now, 21 Jump Street is playing, the room lit with the soft glow of the TV. I don't really care for comedy, but Niko suggested it, likely so he won't have nightmares tonight. We've been quiet for a while, comfortable in the shared space, but I guess it's time to address the elephant in the room. "It's hard to explain," I begin, choosing my words carefully. "I'm not sure I feel attraction towards just any guys. I think it's...exclusive. Only you and King." My gaze flickers over to the screen, not wanting to
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WARNING: This chapter is a little unhinged. Proceed with caution! King Holy. Fucking. Shit. Watching my kitten rip out tooth after tooth, I feel like my dick's about to implode. I didn't expect her to want to play tonight, but I should've known better. She's full of surprises—always has been. Blood splatters her face and clothes as she plunks each tooth onto the table, the metallic clink echoing in the room. She doesn't flinch, doesn't waver—just focuses on her work, the need for revenge fueling each movement. Drenched in the chaos she's created, she looks like a violent goddamn masterpiece. My chest swells, and the ache in my cock becomes unbearable. How the hell am I not supposed to fuck the shit out of her when she's like this? Niko and Mason will hardly believe their ears when I tell them just how perfect our girl is. As I continue observing from the sidelines, Phillips' screams ricochet off the walls, feeding the hunger inside me. My kitten is proving once
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Alyssa "You're the reason I'm here," Chief Phillips sneers, his bloodshot eyes filled with hatred as he struggles to lift his head. The chains rattle with his feeble effort before his body slumps back against the wall like a broken puppet. "You stupid bitch! Tell them-" The words die in his throat as King's knife slices clean across his chest. The cut is precise, shallow enough to hurt but deep enough to make sure he knows who's in control. Phillips lets out a guttural scream, the sound raw with pain. I don't flinch, not even a little. Even though that looked like it fucking hurt, I'm done feeling sympathy for monsters. King tilts his head, his voice a low growl that hums with a deadly calm. "Watch your fucking mouth when you speak to her. That's the only warning you'll get." Phillips gasps for air, his chest rising and falling as blood trails down his torso. His gaze shifts back to me, a flicker of desperation masked by a sneer. "I don't know what the fuck you told th
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Alyssa "Why didn't we take your bike?" I ask curiously as King drives down the familiar road towards Gray's house in the truck he rarely drives. His jaw clenches, hands tightening on the steering wheel with a possessiveness that always makes my heart race. "This is safer for you and the babies." "I'm perfectly safe on your bike," I argue, unable to hide the slight irritation in my voice. I was afraid of this—afraid he would start treating me like I'm fragile. "Not safe enough." King's tone is final, but his fingers brush against mine, his touch gentle and grounding. He intertwines our hands, his thumb grazing over my skin in a gesture that calms me. "But if you want to ride during the day, I'm all for it. People are just dumb as shit on the road at night. I'd rather be safe than sorry." I smile softly, satisfied with his answer. "Okay." We drive in a comfortable silence, the hum of the truck surrounding us. The miles slip by, my nerves growing with each one. After a
