"After I've been inside the deepest parts of you?" His lips drag along my throat, barely there, but enough to make me tremble. "Claimed them as my own?"Heat coils low in my stomach, wrapping around my spine, twisting tight—too tight."Our souls are so fucking tangled, kitten..."He pauses, letting
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
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
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
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
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.
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
"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
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