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
Alyssa Gray joined us for breakfast. Just seeing him sitting across from me sends last night's dream looping in my mind again. I don't have much of an appetite, but the guys insisted I eat something. I sip on a strawberry-banana smoothie, watching as Zuri feeds herself oatmeal. "These withdrawals are a bitch," Gray mutters, looking worn out. "Stayed up all night, sweating and throwing up." Niko frowns, his voice tinged with irritation. "Damn, man. She really should've just tapered your dosage, not cut you off cold. Does she know you could've had a seizure? I looked that up this morning." Gray rubs the back of his neck. "Yeah, she said it was a low chance. And since she's ovulating next week, she hopes I'll be able to...perform. It's not like I wasn't ready to start having kids too, but I didn't think it'd be this damn hard to make one." Niko claps him on the back. "It'll happen, just keep busting nuts in her. Eventually it'll have to work, right?" Great. Now I've officially
King Fuck, she's pissed. I can barely keep my grip on her as I carry her to our other room. Good thing Niko and Mason insisted on staying across the hall. We've got a room for our "domestic" nights, and then there's this one—for all the dirty things we want to do with her. Most members don't live at the clubhouse anyway, so our secret will remain safe. Majority of them have their own lives outside, coming here for only lock-downs or to mess around with the clubwhores who have nothing else to do but open their legs. The second I saw her grab Gray, looking like she was ready to swing at him, my cock throbbed. Having to stop her from lunging across the table at Christine has me sporting a full-fucking erection. I drop her to her feet, pushing her back against the wall with my body pinning her down. She's still fighting hard, her hazel eyes blazing as she screams for me to let her go. What Christine said was way out of line, she deserved everything Alyssa was going to do to he
Alyssa "You want to see me fuck him, kitten?" King asks, a wicked smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. My heart races, both excitement and disbelief swirling within me. Holy shit. Is this really happening? I know King is just distracting me, from my nightmare, from Gray and Christine, and I've got to give it to him...it's one hell of a distraction. There's no way he's willing to fuck Niko all this time just to distract me, though. He wants this. Badly. I'm so glad Niko is finally getting what he deserves. Maybe this will be the push he needs to finally tell King that he's in love with him. As the thought of them together ignites a fire inside me, I reach down, rubbing my clit in small, fast circles. "Answer him, sweet girl," Niko groans, his blue eyes meeting mine, glazed over with lust. "Yes," I whisper, glancing up at King. "I want to see you fuck him." His grin widens. He squirts lube on Niko's hole and sinks into him, just hard enough to pull a sharp hi
Alyssa After a restless nap, I spend the rest of the day with Zuri, clinging to every second as if it might be our last. I know King and Mason will protect me, but the lingering dread feels like a dark cloud I can't shake. There's a heaviness in my chest as I try to keep a smile on my face for Zuri's sake, watching her laugh and play. After kissing both her and Niko goodbye, King, Mason, and I find Gray outside, leaning against his bike with his arms crossed tightly over his chest, like he's trying to hold himself together. His gaze is locked on me as we approach. "Alyssa," he says, his tone clipped. I give him the middle finger. "Kiss my ass, Gray." He lets out a long, controlled sigh, his eyes darting to King, who presses a warm kiss to the back of my head. "I'll give you some space," King murmurs, but I grip his arm, reluctant to let him go. "You don't have to. I don't want to talk to him." Gray's face tightens. "Alyssa, we need to talk. Now." I narrow my ey
Alyssa The building is painted in blood-red and white, its main entrance leading directly into a dimly lit strip club. Fully naked women in heels swing from poles and dance on raised platforms, their bodies cast in flickering lights as if they're putting on a show just for us. It's unsettling. I've never been to a strip club, and I definitely didn't expect my first time would be here—with my brother. A swirl of horror, fear, and intrigue rolls over me. We sit at a large booth, and I scan the room, noting the shadows and corners, wondering if we're being watched. The guard reappears, his voice gruff and annoyed. "Bones will be with you shortly." A tense silence fills the room as we wait. Suddenly, the music changes from something sultry to "Dethrone" by Bad Omens. My blood runs cold. "Somehow, I don't think anyone can dance to this," I think aloud, trying to talk myself out of bolting out of here. "You know, I always imagined this being a song you'd request to be execu
TW: Child abuse, sexual assault, human trafficking, murder, emotional damageAlyssa"Aly, Logan...stay in my office. You know the drill. Don't come out until one of us says so," Daddy orders."Okay, Daddy." I spin around in his big chair, the leather all soft and smooth under my fingers. "Fine. Whatever," Logan mumbles as Daddy closes the door. Rolling his eyes, he slumps into the chair across from me. Logan's kind of my friend. He comes to the clubhouse sometimes with his Uncle Sal, who's mean and always yelling at him. He has short brown hair, and his eyes are a pretty grey color. Mama says she thinks he has a crush on me, but I don't really get what that means. I just like that he plays games with me that make me feel safe—not like Daddy's games. "I heard my Daddy say there were other girls downstairs. Have you ever seen them?" I ask, already feeling bored. I always feel bored when we're not allowed to leave the office. Logan just shakes his head, a little frown on his face. "I