I don't just hear her words—I see them, the scenes playing out in my head like a horror film I'd give anything to destroy. Her voice shakes with each word, her body quivering against mine as if she's reliving it, too. No wonder she didn't want to tell me. But none of this is her fault. She did wha
Alyssa I wake up to an empty bed, but the sheets are still warm, evidence that they haven't been gone long. "Guys?" I squeak, my voice barely breaking the silence as I slowly sit up, glancing around the dimly lit room. But there's no sign of King, Niko, or Mason. The clock reads 3 a.m. I can
Alyssa Gray storms into the coffee shop like a hurricane ready to tear through anything in his path. His presence alone is oppressive, tension crackling off him in waves. Shoulders squared, fists clenched, his fury is barely restrained, coiling tight beneath his skin like a live wire waiting to sn
The coffee shop falls into absolute silence. I don't even care if the employees in the back heard that. I don't give a single shit about anything but making my brother feel like the stupid dumbass he's acting like right now. "And she only told you because I told her to do it. So instead of
Nikolai I know now's not the right time, but fuck if I can't stop my dick from getting hard at the way Alyssa just tore into Gray. She put him in his place like the fierce little queen she is, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to drag her off somewhere private and show her how much that fir
A thick silence blankets the room. Gray's fingers tighten around the edge of the table, his knuckles whitening. He looks like he wants to say more, to lash out, but instead, he just exhales sharply, his shoulders sagging like the fight’s draining out of him. "That's the only thing we didn't tell y
King When Alyssa suggested we have a family fun day, I never expected we'd end up at a goddamn petting zoo. A few months ago, I didn't even like children. Hell, I still don't—except for the ones that are mine. And I sure as shit don't care for animals. They're filthy, loud, and unpredictable. Pa
Alyssa King's expression hardens as he stares at the woman who tripped in front of us, his entire body going rigid, as if frozen in place. I don't have to ask to know who she is: his mother. They share the same nose, the same sharp, assessing eyes, though hers are dulled by time and whatever dam
Fuck. How did I not realize how hot he was years ago?As if he can read my mind, Niko's eyes snap to mine—dark, hungry, full of challenge. I move before I can stop myself.One hand on the back of his neck, I kiss him hard, tongues clashing as the vibrator hums mercilessly against Alyssa's clit.She
MasonEven as I secure Alyssa's wrists together with one of my green ties and King tightens a black ball gag around her mouth, she watches us with nothing but love and unwavering trust. It's captivating. Once she's fully bound, we step back to admire our handiwork. Alyssa's on her knees on the bed
"I'm surprised you let them finish," Mason muses. "Thought we agreed to punish her together tonight?"King's lips twitch. "I warned him. Whether he listens or not is his choice. But it looks like he wanted to join her punishment instead."Niko stiffens beside me. "King-"King barely acknowledges him
Alyssa"I can't believe you beat me again!"Niko groans, tossing his controller onto the floor like it personally betrayed him. On-screen, Dragunov delivers the final blow to Kazuya, wiping him out for the third time in a row. After Zuri went down for the night—fresh from a warm bath and tucked in
Niko lets out a dramatic grunt, clutching his chest like she actually hurt him. "Ouch, baby girl. You trying to take Daddy Niko out?"Zuri giggles, eyes lighting up as she parrots, "Nee-koo. Nee-koo."His expression softens, his hold on her adjusting like she's the most precious thing in the world.
AlyssaWhen I wake up from a nap I didn't even realize I took, the room feels...different. Lighter. Quieter.Nothing like the tense, heavy atmosphere from before.I blink, my mind groggy as I try to piece together what happened. The last thing I remember is arguing with King, then Gray explaining
And maybe, just maybe, the night Isaac dies will be the night.The one we finally do what we've been planning for weeks.I steal a glance at King.He hasn't moved, but I don't miss the way his fingers flex against Alyssa's back, the slow, controlled rise and fall of his chest.He's angry again.Not
King finally chuckles, but there's no amusement in it—just the low, dark sound of a man who doesn't like being told no. "Kitten, I've been doing this a long damn time. The last thing you need to worry about is me getting caught.""All it takes is one mistake. Just one. And they'll be happy to drag y
NikolaiIsaac.Of course, this is about him.Gray got to him somehow. And he didn't want anyone else knowing except Alyssa. More importantly—he wanted this kept from King.The only reason I can think of? He doesn't want us involved. Doesn't want to risk us getting caught up in whatever the hell he h