Alyssa A dull pressure blooms low in my abdomen, dragging me from my already restless sleep. With a groan, I shift, wincing as I pull myself upright. For what feels like the fiftieth time tonight, I have to fucking pee. The familiar creak of the bed draws my attention—It's not from me but from movement at the foot. Blinking through the darkness, I make out King gripping Niko's hips, his face tightened with determination as he pounds into Niko. Niko's muffled moans fill the quiet room, his mouth stuffed with an article of clothing. "Look what you fucking did, slut," King growls, delivering a sharp smack to Niko's ass that echoes in the quiet room. "You woke our kitten up." "I'm sorry, baby," Niko whimpers around the gag, his voice tinged with guilt and arousal. The sight is undoubtedly hot, a few weeks ago I might've come just from watching, but now it feels like I'm watching through a screen. Detached. "You didn't wake me up," I mutter, sliding out of bed with a h
Alyssa By the time King and Niko get up a few hours later, Zuri's wide awake, already drinking her morning bottle, and I'm pouring my second cup of coffee. The rich smell curls in the air, but it does nothing to ease the steady ache in my chest. Niko steps into the kitchen, shirtless and groggy, his hair sticking up in every direction. He takes one look at me and arches a brow. "Since you never came back to bed, I'm assuming this isn't your first one?" "Second," I mutter, rolling my eyes. "Don't worry, I'm still under 200 milligrams." He chuckles lightly, but takes my word for it as he pours his own cup. King strides into the room and sits beside Niko. Even his appearance looks disheveled, and that's rare for him. Maybe I'm just overthinking, or they literally just finished fucking and came downstairs to prove they're perfectly fine without me. In the past, Niko would've come looking for me if I didn't return to bed after a certain time. Now, it seems like he didn't
Nikolai As soon as Alyssa and Mace disappear into King's office, I exchange a look with King, lowering my voice so Zuri doesn't hear. "When the fuck did we start having sidebars?" King doesn't answer, but by the way his jaw is set, he doesn't like it either. Alyssa's been distant since we got back. I thought things might settle once we were home, but it's like she's slipping further away every day. She told us she needed space, and we've been giving it to her—even if it's been hell. No touching. No kissing. No fucking. Not even a goddamn cuddle. It's been killing me, but for King? It's a whole different kind of torture. Since finding out she's pregnant, something primal in him snapped into overdrive. He's been restless, constantly on edge, trying to control the pull that wants to consume her, to keep her attached to his hip at all times. To ease his pain, I've stepped in, letting him use me as much as he needs. My poor ass. Don't get me wrong—I love it when he fucks m
Alyssa As soon as Zuri is down for her nap, King wastes no time. I'm ushered into his bedroom, where Niko and Mason are already waiting, their arms crossed over their broad chests as they lean casually against the wall. King strides in after me, shutting the door with a profound click. His dominance shifts into overdrive as he looks at Niko and Mason, completely ignoring me as I sit on the edge of the bed. "Both of you...strip her. Now." My heart stutters, a rush of heat prickling my skin. "What?" I choke out, a little voice of protest rising in me. He doesn't answer, doesn't even glance in my direction. His attention is solely on them, his tone sharp and unyielding. The tension in the room thickens as Mason steps towards me, his touch gentle as he removes my shirt and bra. Niko kneels, his hands trailing down my legs as he pulls off my leggings and panties, kissing my thighs as he goes. "Niko," King growls, his voice a warning. "Don't baby her. Not right now." Niko
King With Alyssa's name freshly etched across my chest, the need to claim her thrums in my veins, primal and relentless. I know I should be careful. She's carrying our seed now, but that thought only stokes the fire. Alyssa can take whatever the fuck I give her—and right now, she needs it. She needs me. I've stayed away too long, listening to Niko's bullshit about giving her space. I only went along with it because after what she's been through, I didn't want to make it worse somehow, but look where that got us. She started thinking that we didn't want her. That stops now. We're doing shit my way. She's sitting in my lap now, her body pressed against mine, and the scent of her arousal hits me like a drug. Her body is begging without words. My little goddess loves seeing her name branded on my skin, and I'll make sure to remind her just how deeply she belongs to me. Niko has been satisfying my cravings, but there's still so much to give her. Pulling out my cock, I
Nikolai As I make Alyssa a breakfast smoothie, I carefully measure the liquid prenatal vitamin I've been giving her all week. I steady my hand as I pour it into the blender, making sure I don't spill a single drop. Our girl needs all the nutrients she can get. "What the fuck are you doing?" Mason's voice nearly startles the shit out of me, and I almost knock over the bottle. "Shit, Mace! Don't sneak up on me like that, you asshole!" I hiss, placing a hand over my thumping heart. He picks up the bottle, reading the label with a raised brow. "Since it looked like you were sneaking contraband or some shit, I take it Alyssa doesn't know about this." I glance towards the stairs, lowering my voice. "No, she doesn't. And she doesn't need to right now. You're the one who told us the first trimester's the most important, and we need to make sure they both stay healthy." "I did say that," he counters, his voice sharp, "but I didn't say drug her without her consent. Who are you rig
Alyssa "Um, I didn't know we were bringing the entire club with us," I mutter, glancing out the backseat window at the long procession of bikers roaring behind us. "It's for your protection," King replies, his hand flexing on the steering wheel. "Plus, they don't mind," Niko adds from the passenger seat, turning to flash me a reassuring smile. "Gray wanted to prep some of the prospects for tomorrow's charity ride anyway." I just nod, forcing my attention to the bouquet of pink tulips resting in my lap. My chest is so tight, it feels like I can hardly breathe. I can't believe I'm finally going to visit my mom's grave. I know it wasn't my fault I couldn't be there before she passed, but I've been in town for months now. No more excuses. I smile sadly to myself. Besides, I'll be meeting her again soon enough. It'll be nice to see where we'll be resting eternally together. Mason reaches over and grabs my free hand, his thumb brushing soothing circles against my skin.
AlyssaI plaster a small smile on my face, trying to restore some semblance of peace. This place is too beautiful for all this negative energy, and I doubt Mom and all the others resting here appreciate it. "You didn't miss anything," I say to Niko, though the look on his face as he studies King and Gray, makes it clear he knows exactly what happened. It's not like Gray hasn't been acting like a loose cannon since he got off his meds. I pick up Mom's bouquet from the ground, brushing a petal with my thumb before grabbing Gray's hand. "C'mon, Grayson. The boys can give us a little privacy while you show me where Mom is." King growls low in his throat, his eyes burning into Gray, but I meet his gaze with a pointed look. "I'll be okay, baby," I promise him, softening my tone. "Maybe you guys can show Zuri some of the pretty flowers."Gray pulls his hand from mine with an exaggerated huff. "Why are we holding hands? What are we, in Kindergarten?" he grumbles before walking off. It sho
Alyssa Completely sated and boneless, I sit up and watch silently as King meticulously cleans his weapons after stuffing our clothes in a black trash bag. The blood we'd just had the most unhinged sex is now drying and caking on my skin, a visceral reminder of the woman I became tonight. Chief Phillips is gone, hanging on the wall with his vacant eyes fixed on me and the smell of death in the air. Maybe I should feel disgust or remorse for what happened here, but I don't. He got what was coming to him, and now countless women can sleep peacefully at night knowing they'll never have to encounter him again. I shift, feeling the delicious ache between my legs, and a satisfied smile curls on my lips. King glances back at me, his lips twitching with amusement. His obsession with me blazes in his eyes, like a wolf savoring its claim. "What's that face for, kitten? You're acting like I've never fucked you before." My smile widens into a smirk. "Not like that." "Not regretting
Mason "So, when did you figure out you were into guys too?" Niko's voice is light, teasing, the smirk practically audible. I roll my eyes, but there's no real heat behind it. Niko's just being Niko right now. We just finished The Conjuring—my choice, of course—and while Niko didn't outright admit to being scared, he'd spent half the movie burying his face in my shoulder. Which is crazy because he's the one who suggested we watch a horror movie. What a scaredy-cat. Now, 21 Jump Street is playing, the room lit with the soft glow of the TV. I don't really care for comedy, but Niko suggested it, likely so he won't have nightmares tonight. We've been quiet for a while, comfortable in the shared space, but I guess it's time to address the elephant in the room. "It's hard to explain," I begin, choosing my words carefully. "I'm not sure I feel attraction towards just any guys. I think it's...exclusive. Only you and King." My gaze flickers over to the screen, not wanting to
WARNING: This chapter is a little unhinged. Proceed with caution! King Holy. Fucking. Shit. Watching my kitten rip out tooth after tooth, I feel like my dick's about to implode. I didn't expect her to want to play tonight, but I should've known better. She's full of surprises—always has been. Blood splatters her face and clothes as she plunks each tooth onto the table, the metallic clink echoing in the room. She doesn't flinch, doesn't waver—just focuses on her work, the need for revenge fueling each movement. Drenched in the chaos she's created, she looks like a violent goddamn masterpiece. My chest swells, and the ache in my cock becomes unbearable. How the hell am I not supposed to fuck the shit out of her when she's like this? Niko and Mason will hardly believe their ears when I tell them just how perfect our girl is. As I continue observing from the sidelines, Phillips' screams ricochet off the walls, feeding the hunger inside me. My kitten is proving once
Alyssa "You're the reason I'm here," Chief Phillips sneers, his bloodshot eyes filled with hatred as he struggles to lift his head. The chains rattle with his feeble effort before his body slumps back against the wall like a broken puppet. "You stupid bitch! Tell them-" The words die in his throat as King's knife slices clean across his chest. The cut is precise, shallow enough to hurt but deep enough to make sure he knows who's in control. Phillips lets out a guttural scream, the sound raw with pain. I don't flinch, not even a little. Even though that looked like it fucking hurt, I'm done feeling sympathy for monsters. King tilts his head, his voice a low growl that hums with a deadly calm. "Watch your fucking mouth when you speak to her. That's the only warning you'll get." Phillips gasps for air, his chest rising and falling as blood trails down his torso. His gaze shifts back to me, a flicker of desperation masked by a sneer. "I don't know what the fuck you told th
Alyssa "Why didn't we take your bike?" I ask curiously as King drives down the familiar road towards Gray's house in the truck he rarely drives. His jaw clenches, hands tightening on the steering wheel with a possessiveness that always makes my heart race. "This is safer for you and the babies." "I'm perfectly safe on your bike," I argue, unable to hide the slight irritation in my voice. I was afraid of this—afraid he would start treating me like I'm fragile. "Not safe enough." King's tone is final, but his fingers brush against mine, his touch gentle and grounding. He intertwines our hands, his thumb grazing over my skin in a gesture that calms me. "But if you want to ride during the day, I'm all for it. People are just dumb as shit on the road at night. I'd rather be safe than sorry." I smile softly, satisfied with his answer. "Okay." We drive in a comfortable silence, the hum of the truck surrounding us. The miles slip by, my nerves growing with each one. After a
Mason Are we really doing this? It feels too late to even ask that question as Niko's hot, wet mouth surrounds me, his tongue flicking over my piercing and sending a jolt of heat straight through me. My hips buck on instinct. "Oh, wow," I rasp, my voice strained, barely recognizable even to myself. "That feels...really fucking good." Beside me, Alyssa moans softly, her sounds a perfect harmony with King's rough grunts and growls. Her attention shifts between me, Niko, and the way King moves inside her. His pants are only pushed down low enough for access, but she's soaked them through. That's how much watching this turns her on. King meets my gaze, smirking with that infuriating mix of arrogance and approval, before his hand wraps possessively around Alyssa's throat. He pulls her into a kiss that's so consuming it looks like he's trying to claim her soul. But even that display can't hold my focus for long. My attention snaps back to Niko, his blue eyes blazing with s
Nikolai After putting Zuri down for the night, we all head downstairs to unwind and spend some quality adult time together. Today has been overwhelming. Alyssa being pregnant with twins is enough to process—but one of them might even biologically be mine. What a mindfuck. I'm still trying to wrap my mind around everything, but I'm excited as hell. I can already see the four of us in the delivery room with our babies and Zuri in our arms. "What are we watching tonight, guys?" I ask, flopping down on the couch and pulling Alyssa into my lap. "Enchanted, again?" Mason mutters, his tone teasing, but his smirk betrays his amusement. Alyssa narrows her eyes at him in mock offense. "Hey! That's my comfort movie. Don't judge me!" He chuckles and leans back on the couch. "Oh, I'm not judging, little warrior. I'm just saying I could probably recite the entire thing, and I've only caught bits and pieces." She grins. "Well, maybe tonight, we can all watch it together." I laugh
King Holy fuck. We're having twins. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared out of my mind about having two more kids. We all are. Who knew raising Zuri would lead me to wanting—and now having—multiple children. At the same damn time. My heart's pounding so hard it feels like it's going to jump out of my chest. The room feels heavier, the reality of two tiny humans growing inside Alyssa settling in. I tighten my grip on her hand as I sit beside her, grounding myself as much as her. I'll protect them with my life. Always. I glance at the photo on the wall, a framed picture of a guy I didn't notice earlier. Early thirties, black hair slicked back like he's trying too hard, and that cocky fucking smile. Underneath, it says Dr. Summers. Oh, fuck no. I glare at Niko, rage bubbling up. "You got a male doctor?" Everyone's eyes shift to the photo, the tension in the room instantly rising. Niko frowns. "I swear, I didn't know until now. He has a girly name, but he's also g
Alyssa "Take a deep breath for me, okay? You might feel a little bit of discomfort," the ultrasound technician says gently, nudging the lubed-up wand closer to my entrance. I huff a nervous laugh, trying to ignore the cold gel and the invasive angle. "The only thing uncomfortable is the fact that my legs are spread open like this while you stick that thing inside me to take pictures of my insides." The technician chuckles softly, her shoulders shaking softly as she adjusts the wand. Niko snorts. "I did volunteer to do it for you, sweet girl." I glare at him playfully, my cheeks heating. "Shut up, Niko." My three men sit in the chairs beside me, practically vibrating with excitement. Zuri sits happily in Niko's lap, jingling her toy keys and babbling to herself. When I told King and Mason I had Niko set up the appointment, they were buzzing about it all morning. And when it was time to go, they practically hauled me and Zuri into the car like we couldn't get there fa