Alyssa Niko walks me downstairs and out back toward a massive barn in the rear of the clubhouse. Apparently, this is their "church," a spot reserved for serious club gatherings, and tonight, it's for me and King. My nerves are skittering, but I manage to keep it together. Niko's solid grip on my arm keeps me grounded. I shoot him a quick, sideways grin, lowering my voice so only he can hear. "Feels like you're walking me down the aisle." He smirks. "Probably the closest you're ever getting to a wedding with him." I don't mind that at all. One wedding was more than enough for me. As we enter the barn, a line of women sit in the first two rows, including Lauren, who sends me dirty looks. I arch a brow, suppressing a laugh. "Let me guess...King's trail of broken hearts?" Niko snickers. "More like all the women that still want his dick." Then he leans in close, his breath warm against the shell of my ear. "Good thing it's only ours to share now." A thrill shoots through me.
Alyssa I follow King to his black and blue Harley, already regretting my eagerness. I just wanted the pleasure he offered me, not the ride on his roaring death trap. Damn King and his filthy promises. "Can't you just eat me out and fuck me right here?" I ask, my voice betraying a hint of nerves. "Maybe pretend we went on a ride?" He clicks his tongue, shaking his head slowly. "No can do, kitten. Even if no one else knows, I'll know my ol' lady didn't ride with me on the night of our ceremony." He gives me a wicked smile. "Besides, I hear breaking tradition's bad luck. Don't need any more of that following us around." He pulls a green helmet over my head—my favorite color. My chest tightens, and I can't help the warmth spreading through me. It's like he's just begging me to fall deeper and deeper in love with him tonight, and there's nothing stopping me from doing it. "I didn't know you liked green," I venture, wanting to confirm what I already suspect. He chuckles,
King The night air is thick with the scent of pine and earth as I count down from ten, each number a beat pounding in my chest. Alyssa's footsteps have already disappeared into the dark woods, and the thrill of the hunt sparks a wild heat low in my gut. It's a perfect night for this, to let out all my pent-out need I've managed to keep in check for the past week. Just the way she looked at me when I told her to run makes me think my girl's ready for every dark fantasy I've ever imagined. Three...two...one. I step into the forest, each stride unhurried, deliberate, letting our instincts—hunter and prey—build. My voice cuts through the shadows. "Kitten, where are you?" The sound echoes, making my cock throb painfully. I picture her chest rising and falling rapidly, her pussy gushing as she fantasizes about everything I'm going to do to her. After what she started on my bike, she should've known a punishment was coming. I don't give a fuck if I've been riding since I was
Alyssa Once King and I return to the clubhouse, my mind is a blur of tension and dread. Tomorrow, we'll be walking into Bones's territory, and anything could go wrong. I barely have time to dwell on it, though, because as we head down the hallway towards my room, I'm suddenly pulled into another room across the hall by my arm. I yelp, but the sound is swallowed by a mouth on mine, Niko's familiar scent filling my nostrils. His hands slide down my shoulders, pushing my jacket off, and with a sharp tug, he rips my shirt right down the middle. "Niko," I gasp. "I know, I'm sorry, sweet girl," he says between greedy kisses. "I'm so fucking horny, I haven't had you in what feels like forever. I can't wait anymore." Before I know it, he's flinging me on the bed, his gaze dark and hungry as he yanks my pants down. His eyes flare when he sees I'm bare underneath. His mouth curves, and he gives a low, hungry growl that makes my pussy throb. Holy shit. Is this what happens wh
Mason After bringing Alyssa to climax, the need to be inside her courses through me like a live wire. Watching her come undone because of me...it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Still feeling a little hesitant, I tug down my shorts. Alyssa's eyes widen, a spark of intrigue igniting in her gaze. I know what she's looking at— my cock piercing. It was one of my more reckless decisions during a time when I needed a physical outlet for the pain I couldn't escape. "Woah, did that hurt?" she asks, still staring at it. I shake my head, offering a small grin. "Not really. I've felt worse." Except maybe now. Now that she's opened her heart to me, if she were to change her mind, I don't know if I'd ever recover. Probably shatter my fucking soul. She's everything to me—my guiding light, the one bright star in a universe that's felt dark for so long. It feels surreal, though, that my first time with her is happening here, with King and Niko watching. But I can't let my
Alyssa I wake up enveloped in warmth and a simmering need—a hot tongue between my thighs, hands teasing my breasts, and lips trailing fire along my neck. "Nap time's over, kitten," King growls against my ear, his voice as husky as it is commanding. "You've got three hungry men to satisfy." Peeking through heavy lashes, I see Niko devouring me while Mason's fingers pinch my nipples until they harden. The sight, the feel of them, overwhelms me with desire. Even though my body is sore from the last round, it doesn't take long before I'm falling apart under their touch. Before I can catch my breath, Niko pulls me up and onto him as if I'm a rag doll. "Mace said he wanted to see how we fuck you together. Let's give him a show, sweet girl," he purrs in my ear. My voice is still slightly husky with sleep as I exhale, "Okay." I glance over to see Mason now sitting in a chair, his green eyes a darker shade of green, transfixed on us. Niko easily works himself into me, his c
King I settle into the cramped tub, pulling Alyssa back against my chest, my thighs framing hers. Baths aren't my thing, but when she asked me to join, I couldn't say no. Besides, I need to make sure she's okay after what we just did. "You're not hurt, are you?" My fingers trace a light path along her thighs, feeling the heat radiating off her silky skin. We shouldn't have fucked her twice tonight, but when we noticed her getting wet in her sleep, none of us could hold back. Mason was curious how we fuck her together, and she seemed just as excited to show him. "No," she murmurs. "Actually, it was better than I thought." A slight shiver runs through her, and she pauses. "I just had to remind myself that you weren't Isaac...that you weren't doing it just to hurt me. And then it started feeling incredible." "That was the goal, kitten." I kiss the top of her head before taking a washcloth, easing into a rhythm as I wash her, letting the quiet wrap around us. This feels st
TW: Child abuse, sexual abuse, nightmares Alyssa I'm sitting on one of the men's laps, like I always do when Daddy has his meetings. He's sitting at the front, talking to one of the men in his deep voice. They're all wearing black and don't have faces, but somehow, I can still feel them looking at me. I look down and see I'm wearing my favorite green skirt. I don't like sitting on this man's lap. His hands are big, and they keep touching my legs. It feels wrong, but I don't say anything. Daddy says not to talk during meetings. It's just a game. When it's over, I get a prize. I try not to listen to the men talking. They say things that make my stomach hurt. "Jax, when are you gonna let me try this one out?" one of them asks, and the other men just laugh. I don't like it. I look at Daddy. He's not looking at me, but he's still talking to them. "Settle down, boys," Daddy says, his voice strong and loud. "You know she's off-limits. If you want to play, go play with the gi