All Chapters of Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends : Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

He's not off the fucking hook either. I glance back at Niko. He's panting, eyes glassy with lust, still kneeling on the bed like a good little sinner waiting to be pardoned. "Niko," I say, my voice sharper now. Commanding. "Bend over."His brows lift in a flash of surprise. And then... he obeys.

"Shit," I breathe. "If you're down, I'm down."He straddles me carefully, adjusting with slow movements like he's afraid he'll hurt me. It's kind of nice. But ridiculous, considering how badly I want him to ruin me.His balls drag across my face and fuck, I can't stop myself—my tongue flicks out.

WarAfter two straight hours of trying to block out the circus act happening next door—moans, groans, skin slapping, and Niko's ridiculous fucking whimpering—I'm ready to put a bullet through my own head. I guess the whole fuck-fest is them "making up" after Alyssa gave them the silent treatment al

Alyssa We sit in the car, parked beneath the flickering lights of a gas station that looks like it's two seconds from giving out entirely. It's 2 a.m., freezing outside, and the only reason I'm not shivering is because Niko's got the heater blasting like he's trying to cook us. Mason steps out to

I sit up, blinking the fog away as we pull into the lot. "Can I go with you? I need to stretch my legs." And fucking pee. Niko glances at King. "Fine. Five minutes," King says sternly. "Not a second more." Niko nods once. "Heard." "I'm coming with you," Mason says, already sliding the door ope