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
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?" Mas
She needs to be fucked. "You need some dick, sweet girl?" I ask, half-teasingly. Her voice is barely above a whisper as she responds, "Always." Not wanting her smoothie to get warm, I quickly strip off my sweatpants, stroking my cock as I climb onto the bed. Alyssa spreads her legs wider, he
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 pa
"Oh, God! Zuri!" Niko exclaims, frantically rolling down his window. Mason coughs, doing the same. "What the hell did you guys feed her today?" King grumbles, lowering his window. I laugh. "Stinky princess." She giggles with me, the sound angelic despite the bomb she just dropped. "We
Alyssa I 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
"Alyssa." His voice is sharp, cutting through the air like a whip. "Why would you even say something like that? Aren't you pregnant right now? Is that why King said you wouldn't talk about it? You want to die? Do I really need to have you admitted into a fucking psych ward?" His questions cause a
War "Are you not telling them that you met up with Isaac last week?" I ask Bones, lazily gripping Irina's ponytail as her head bobs up and down in my lap. She's my favorite whore, always surrendering herself to my dark needs. Logan's usually smart enough to stay buried in the back of our mind 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