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Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends Chapter 116
Alyssa My pulse skyrockets as Niko reaches for the sharp knife on the table, kneeling down in front of me. I remain perfectly still as he brings the blade to my shirt, slicing it open in one swift movement. The sound of fabric tearing echoes in the room. He rips it from my shoulders like it's made of paper, leaving my chest exposed to the cool air. "Fuck," he hisses under his breath. His hands knead my breasts, thumbs brushing over my hardening nipples. The sensation makes my breath hitch, and I bite my lip to stifle a needy moan. This is a punishment—I'm not supposed to show that I like it. Still, the thought crosses my mind that maybe he'll push further, just to test me. His sea-blue eyes glimmer with wicked amusement as they rake over my body. Without hesitation, he grabs the waistband of my shorts and panties, removing them with another precise slice of the blade. Fully naked and on my knees, the tension in the room shifts dramatically. I can feel their gaze burning
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Mason Alyssa gazes at me, her eyes wide and trusting. The sight hits me hard, a wave of protectiveness washing over me. If today had gone differently, she wouldn't be here right now. She'd be dead. Beaten to death by her husband. I was so upset I couldn't even speak to her when King and Niko told me she was going to leave with Isaac. Then, after Gray got arrested, she ran off without telling any of us. I know King's chastising himself, thinking that if he had been more in control of his own emotions, if Niko and he had been out to stop her, they could've prevented this. But the truth is, there was no way in hell any of us would've kept our cool around that asshole without getting arrested ourselves. Even Gray couldn't keep it together. But it's not like I can say I'm not glad he defended Alyssa—for fucking once since she's been back. It was a long time coming. In King's office, we discussed how we should punish her. King was adamant that he wanted to make sure we don't ca
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Alyssa I can't believe this. I'm draped over Mason's lap, my ass bared and stinging as King flogs me, while Niko brushes his fingers lightly up and down my back. I've never been this scared and aroused with them before. Maybe because I never expected them to actually spank me. Even with my safe word perched on the tip of my tongue, ready to end this all, I don't stop them. Instead, I count each strike of the flogger, gripping onto the steady rhythm to keep myself grounded. King moves with deliberate control, his strokes confident and precise, alternating between my cheeks. Each hit is delivered with escalating intensity, forcing me to toe the delicious line between pain and pleasure. The next strike shatters through me, a bolt of heat that sizzles across my skin and settles like molten lava between my legs. I can tell my body doesn't know whether to resist it or chase this sensation. "Twelve," I whimper, my legs shaking and sweat slicking my skin. "I'm about to come, Da
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King I gaze at Alyssa's ass in awe. It's bright red, covered in tiny welts and marks from the flogger, but neither Niko nor I broke the skin. Good. She should heal fast. With fifteen strokes to go, I've decided these final ones will break her—not physically, but emotionally. She needs it. Not just because of the shit she pulled today, but because I can see it in her eyes, in the way she's holding herself together too tightly. She's ready to shatter, and she's trusting us to help her do it. Bent over Mason's lap with the side of her face pressed to the couch, she waits patiently for the sting of the flogger to come. She breathes in shallow gasps, her body arching just enough to beckon the next strike, a silent plea written in the curve of her spine. I drop the flogger on the coffee table and trail my hand from the nape of her neck all the way down to her reddened ass. Her entire body shivers, and my chest constricts. In moments like this, I feel most in control—of myself and t
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Alyssa After a few hours of sleep, I wake up to find Niko and Mason's bodies pressed against me, but King is nowhere to be found. For a moment, I wonder if he had a job or something, but I'm sure he would've woken me up to tell me before he left. I slip out of bed and check on Zuri, my feet light on the floor as I move through the quiet house. After a quick trip to the bathroom, I head downstairs. The low glow of the lamp in the living room casts long shadows. That's when I see him—King. His tall, solid silhouette sits in his chair, a drink in hand. By the tension in his posture, I can tell that something's wrong. Wrapping my silk black robe tighter around me, I cross the room silently and sink into his lap. My arms slip around his neck, and I bury my face in the warmth of his neck, inhaling the scent of him. He hums softly, the low, gravelly rumble of his voice breaking the silence. "What are you doing awake, kitten?" I let my fingers trace the curve of his jaw, th
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Alyssa I wake up at 5 a.m., my nerves already prickling with anticipation. Marina will be here soon, and even though I'm not entirely sure what this meeting will entail, I know I need to look presentable. The weight of what's ahead presses down on me, making the early hour feel even heavier. The warm water steams over me as I lather soap on my washcloth, trying to clear my mind. What questions will Marina ask? How much does she already know? Gray must have filled her in on some of the mess that is my marriage, but will she look at me differently once she knows everything? Will she see me as just another broken, naive woman who made bad decisions, or will she understand the depths of Isaac's cruelty? The thought twists my stomach in knots. When I met her yesterday, her piercing gaze made me feel both small and seen at the same time. She exudes confidence and control—the kind of person who could break someone with just a word. But will she really be able to stop Isaac's plan? Or w
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Alyssa Marina's presence in the room feels like a heavy weight. Her confident stride and the sharp click of her heels are constant reminders of how out of depth I feel. Marina exudes composure, as if nothing can shake her. I can't help but wonder if she can see right through the mask I'm desperately trying to hold onto—whether she knows about the anxiety twisting my insides. As she arranges her files, her eyes sweep the room, landing on Niko briefly, then Mason, before they settle back on me. There's a certain intensity to the way she looks at me, like she's already dissected me in her mind. It's fucking unnerving, but I refuse to let it show. Adjusting her tailored blazer, she crosses her legs with practiced poise. "Niko, be a dear and make me some tea, will you?" Her tone is polite but firm. "Sure," Niko mutters, disappearing back into the kitchen. Damn. She definitely has a dominant personality. I can already see why King wouldn't get along with her. So, what the hell was
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Isaac "So let me get this straight...the pathetic little club your wife ran off to has videos of you fucking other men who have wives and families?" My father's voice is low and venomous, every word slicing through me like a blade. I grind my teeth, keeping my head bowed. Telling him has been the hardest thing I've ever had to do, but it had to be done. This could ruin our family and the lives of every guy in those videos. I don't even know how the fuck Alyssa's brother got access to them, but he won't get away with blackmailing me. Even it means coming to my father for help. "Yes, Sir," I force out. "I thought you should hear it from me before it gets out." The silence stretches unbearably. My father rises from his chair, each deliberate movement making my stomach twist tighter. I brace myself, knowing what's coming. The first punch crashes into my gut, hard enough to make me see stars. I double over, choking on air, but I don't dare fight back. The second blow come
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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 damage she's done to herself. I can almost picture what she looked like before addiction stripped her of everything. She's dressed in faded blue jeans and a red tank top, the fabric hanging loosely off her thin frame. There's an unease in the way she moves, her fingers twitching like they don't know how to be still. A thin sheen of sweat clings to her skin despite the crisp fall air, her lips pressing together before her tongue darts out—like she's suppressing something, whether it's nerves, withdrawal, or both. "Kaiden, is that really you?" she asks, her words trembling with disbelief. King's expression stays flat, unreadable. "Who else would it be, Jolene?" His voice is cold, de
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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. Paying money to touch something that belongs on my dinner plate? Hard pass. "King, look at this piglet." Niko grins, holding the squirming animal up like he's about to start singing one of those stupid fucking songs from the movies Alyssa forces us to watch. Alyssa stands beside him, helping Zuri feed a goat. Her laugh rings out like sunshine cutting through the storm cloud in my head. She snaps a picture of Niko with her phone, her eyes glowing with a soft happiness that tugs at my chest. "Aww, I think he likes you," she teases. Niko nuzzles the piglet. "Oh my god. I'm in love with him. We're taking him home." The fuck we are. We've got enough shit to deal with. The last thin
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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 fire turns me on. Gray must be feeling like a dumbass right now, blindly believing Christine once again. But at least he didn't try to kill us when Alyssa dropped the truth about our relationship. That's progress, I guess. When I notice King visibly relax, his shoulders loosening just a fraction, I move to thread my fingers through Alyssa's hair, massaging her scalp as she sits in his lap like it's her personal throne. She leans into our touches, sighing softly, and I can't help but smirk. After we make it out of this alive, I think I'll have to give her another throne to sit on later—one that involves my face. Gray's eyes narrow slightly as he watches us, but he doesn't say a word
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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 snap. I stay put, curled in King's lap, his arm slung securely over my belly, as if he's daring my brother to try and rip our family apart. Across the room, Niko leans against the counter, lazily sipping a caramel frappe, his posture deceptively relaxed. But I can see the way his sharp blue eyes track my brother's every movement, as if he's already preparing for every violent scenario imaginable. Mason stands near the wall, arms crossed, giving himself the perfect vantage point. His expression is unreadable, his posture stiff and ready. I wasn't even sure if Gray would show up when I texted him after Nina agreed to watch Zuri. Half of me expected him to redemand that we meet him
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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 see King waking up this early, but that doesn't explain where Niko and Mason are. After a quick stop in the bathroom, I tiptoe down the stairs. Halfway down, I hear their muffled voices. I pause, crouching slightly as I strain to listen. "Something's off about this Vince guy," Niko says, his voice low but laced with suspicion. "But I can't find anything too out of the ordinary in his records. Just regular mob shit." "There's a reason you're vice president, Niko," Mason replies, his tone measured. "We trust your intuition. That means we need to keep an eye on him and also continue to keep Alyssa and the babies away from the clubhouse until we know for sure." "Agreed," King rum
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Grayson "I'm only going to ask you one more fucking time...where did you go today?" I growl, pressing the large wand massager to my wife's clit. She screams, arching off the bed, but the ropes holding her wrists and ankles to the frame keep her firmly in place. "Please...Gray," she begs, her voice cracking with desperation. "That's not the answer I was looking for." I pull the wand away just as she's teetering on the edge of release. Her trembling body, the tears streaking down her cheeks—it's a heady mix of power and vulnerability that fuels me to keep pushing. We've been at this for hours, ever since I came home and found zero evidence of the shopping trip she claimed to have gone on with Alyssa. No bags, no charges on my credit cards, nothing. Which means she lied to me. Worse, Alyssa lied to me. They all fucking lied to me. But I won’t confront my brothers—not yet, at least. I want to hear the truth from my wife's lips. I've always respected her privacy, even tolerat
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Alyssa I'm still thinking about what happened with Logan and War, even after we're home, and I'm putting a pot of water on the stove for spaghetti. War didn't exactly say what he wanted, so I went with something simple. Chelsea had done a great job watching Zuri today, and when King handed her a fat stack of cash, her eyes nearly popped out of her head. I didn't even want to guess how much it was, but he said she deserved it for watching our daughter. I can't even explain how much I melted after that. Now, Zuri's playing with King in the living room while Mason is going through the hard drives. His first priority: finding and deleting Christine's tape. Meanwhile, Niko's still out with Gray, but I hope Christine actually talks to him when he gets home. If not, I'll have to do it for her. Like she said, he deserves to know everything. After stirring the spaghetti sauce and dropping the noodles into the boiling water, I finally take a seat at the table to catch my breath.
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Alyssa Phillips' office isn't hard to find. It's tucked at the end of the hallway on the first floor, eerily neat and pristine. The air feels heavy here, like the walls are holding their breath, waiting for us to uncover their filthy secrets. And I'm sure there are more than plenty. Mason wastes no time. He shrugs the black backpack off his shoulder and heads straight for the desk. "Look for any electronics where the files could be," he says, already working to gain access to the computer. His calm demeanor steadies my nerves, even if only a little. I start pulling open drawers, skimming through papers and notebooks, while Christine checks the closet. The room is tense and silent except for the rustling of paper until Christine breaks it with a question that makes me freeze. "You're not going to tell him, are you?" she asks, her voice low but tight with anxiety. I pause mid-search, narrowing my eyes at her. "Shouldn't I?" I hiss, keeping my voice quiet but cutting. "Y
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Alyssa "Oh my God. Who screams that loud during sex?" I whisper-shout, horrified at the noises blasting through the earpiece. They've barely been inside the house for five minutes, and War's already fucking the life out of her. Or at least that’s what it sounds like. I want to yank the damn thing out of my ear, but Mason insisted we keep them in just in case something goes wrong. I don't know if it's worse that I'm forced to listen or that a tiny, traitorous part of me is...slightly turned on. Okay. Maybe really turned on. I can’t wait until this is over so I can enjoy my men tonight—after making War his dinner, of course. I owe him that much for doing all this for me. The SUV is parked on a narrow dirt path behind the police chief's house, shrouded by thick trees. I thought it'd be risky to do this in the middle of the day, but the nearest house is down the road. We should be good to go. King sits in the driver's seat, ready to peel out at the first sign of tro
