He pulls a book from the nearby stack on the table, its cover catching the light from the lamp. I recognize it: a hard copy of my favorite dark romance. "I didn't know you read smut," I tease, giggling. "I don't," he admits. "But a while ago, back at the clubhouse, I saw you reading it on your
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,
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
Her eyes flash with irritation, but the tension in her body eases just a little bit. I can't help but smile. "Yeah, no duh," she mutters, rolling her eyes at me. There's our girl. "Then what is it?" I ask, pushing past the humor. "Or does King need to spank it out of you? You're making both of
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 domi
Holy shit. Is he doing what I think he's doing? I glance at King, my focus snapping to him as Buster starts working on his chest. His eyes remain locked on mine, the unrelenting intensity making my skin heat and my thighs clench together. The air between us crackles with electricity, the sound of
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
When she gags, Niko pulls out, his face twisted with concern. "Sorry, sweet girl. I forgot-" She cuts him off with a noise of protest, gripping both of his ass cheeks and dragging him back into her mouth. Holy fucking hell, that's hot. "Shit!" Niko shouts, bracing one hand on the headboard w
"After I've been inside the deepest parts of you?" His lips drag along my throat, barely there, but enough to make me tremble. "Claimed them as my own?"Heat coils low in my stomach, wrapping around my spine, twisting tight—too tight."Our souls are so fucking tangled, kitten..."He pauses, letting
AlyssaShit.I told Gray King would figure it out.It hasn't even been twenty-four hours.I don't know what my brother was thinking. He knows King tortures people for a living. He can smell a lie before it even leaves someone's mouth. More than that—he reads me like a book.And right now, that book
"And you got the clean-up crew in last night?"I tilt my head, an unfriendly smile twitching at my lips. "Did I just start my job yesterday? Of course I fucking did. Or I'd have cleaned up myself."He got an acid bath. No body. No evidence. No trace that he was ever at the clubhouse.Gray processes
KingThe second Gray drops that name—the name of Alyssa's father-in-law—the room goes dead silent. Alyssa stiffens. Her face drains of color, teeth sinking into her bottom lip as her hands curl into fists in her lap. Across from me, Niko, Mason, and I exchange a look, confirming what we already sus
I have no choice but to hide it.I just hope they'll understand that in the end.But just as I part my lips to say something—still not knowing exactly what it is, a sharp knock echoes through the house.Gray.Right on time.Mason rises smoothly, his posture relaxed but alert, and heads to the door.
A slow, wicked grin tugs at his lips, completely unapologetic. "Probably. But still." His gaze rakes over me again, his tongue dragging across his bottom lip as he eyes me like he's already imagining every way he's going to make me come. "You took care of King. Mace and I call dibs next. Tonight."-
AlyssaI wake up to the warm sensation of lips trailing along my neck, alternating between sweet kisses and slow, teasing licks. A sleepy moan slips from my lips before I even register what's happening, my fingers instinctively sliding up his forearms as he braces himself above me."Wake up, sweet g
Vinny Santaro.The name slams into me like a freight train.Vince.Vince fucking Stone.The newest prospect. The one I let into my club.The realization sends a sharp wave of anger through me, burning slow and deep. Shit. I feel like a fucking idiot. I let a plant in. I put my members in danger.
Grayson"War, what the fuck did you do?" I demand. The second I step into the shipping container, the stench of weed, sweat, and blood slams into me. The walls are splattered with it—thick streaks of red staining the cold steel like a fucking horror movie. I come to an abrupt stop just inside the