Her eyes flash with irritation, but the tension in her body eases just a little bit. I can't help but smile. "Yeah, no duh," she mutters, rolling her eyes at me. There's our girl. "Then what is it?" I ask, pushing past the humor. "Or does King need to spank it out of you? You're making both of
Alyssa As soon as Zuri is down for her nap, King wastes no time. I'm ushered into his bedroom, where Niko and Mason are already waiting, their arms crossed over their broad chests as they lean casually against the wall. King strides in after me, shutting the door with a profound click. His domi
Holy shit. Is he doing what I think he's doing? I glance at King, my focus snapping to him as Buster starts working on his chest. His eyes remain locked on mine, the unrelenting intensity making my skin heat and my thighs clench together. The air between us crackles with electricity, the sound of
King With Alyssa's name freshly etched across my chest, the need to claim her thrums in my veins, primal and relentless. I know I should be careful. She's carrying our seed now, but that thought only stokes the fire. Alyssa can take whatever the fuck I give her—and right now, she needs it. She
When she gags, Niko pulls out, his face twisted with concern. "Sorry, sweet girl. I forgot-" She cuts him off with a noise of protest, gripping both of his ass cheeks and dragging him back into her mouth. Holy fucking hell, that's hot. "Shit!" Niko shouts, bracing one hand on the headboard w
Nikolai As I make Alyssa a breakfast smoothie, I carefully measure the liquid prenatal vitamin I've been giving her all week. I steady my hand as I pour it into the blender, making sure I don't spill a single drop. Our girl needs all the nutrients she can get. "What the fuck are you doing?" Mas
She needs to be fucked. "You need some dick, sweet girl?" I ask, half-teasingly. Her voice is barely above a whisper as she responds, "Always." Not wanting her smoothie to get warm, I quickly strip off my sweatpants, stroking my cock as I climb onto the bed. Alyssa spreads her legs wider, he
Alyssa "Um, I didn't know we were bringing the entire club with us," I mutter, glancing out the backseat window at the long procession of bikers roaring behind us. "It's for your protection," King replies, his hand flexing on the steering wheel. "Plus, they don't mind," Niko adds from the pa
Carol doesn't even blink. "Why? We're all adults here, dear. I'm sure Alyssa's heard of cuckolding."Oh. Oh my god.Everything clicks.Carol wanted King to be their bull.She wanted to fuck him—while Martin watched.And honestly, based on Martin's calm, collected demeanor... he was probably ready t
I was wondering what cover story they'd use.That sounds believable. Honestly, it's better than something I could've come up with. The woman goes straight for King, pulling him into a hug."King, dear," she beams, her voice just a little too sweet. "How are you doing?""Not bad, Carol." He reaches
Alyssa"Are you sure I shouldn't be cooking dinner?" I ask, curled between King's legs on the couch, my back resting against his chest. His arms wrap securely around me, our fingers laced together. His warmth anchors me—steadies the part of me that keeps waiting for everything to fall apart.Today,
And I'll make sure he never gets close enough to hurt her again. Even if it means I never see her again. Even if it kills me inside. I'll just keep myself busy. The Iron Serpents belongs to me now. This place is my home to rebuild. The drugs stay. I don't give a shit what anyone snorts, smoke
War "You can't keep me in here!" Logan's voice ricochets through the bars of the cage he built for me—now the same one I've slammed shut on his pathetic ass. "Oh, I can, motherfucker," I growl. "You're the reason we can't have her." I kissed her twice tonight—the first time, not because I deser
I never thought they'd actually propose—or actually want to be married.Especially King.But he did say one day he wanted me to have his ring and property patch. I guess that day is today.I try to keep it together—really fucking try—but the grin's already pulling at my mouth."Don't you think this
AlyssaThe house we pull up to hours later actually looks... normal.Not some abandoned, half-collapsed shithole like I'd pictured. No broken windows. No graffiti. No front door hanging off the hinges. Just a small, weathered house tucked in the woods, its cracked driveway swallowed by weeds, a wra
The van rumbles low behind us.Somewhere in the distance, police sirens whisper on the wind."Can I kiss you?" he asks, his voice rough around the edges. Holy shit. Was he just asking the guys for permission to ask me?"Okay," I breathe.His mouth claims mine—slow, bruising, deliberate. Nothing li
AlyssaThe container door stays shut after they leave me with Gray, not wanting me to inhale any more fumes. Gray shifts restlessly beside me, having already ordered the other Reapers guarding the perimeter to clear out. He's ready to get the hell out of here, but we have to wait for the guys to fi