I arch a brow. "You mean, like the 'closer eye' Gray wants to keep on her?" King's jaw tightens. "That's different. He wants to control her." "And you don't?" It's a bold question, especially given King's mood. I just want him to hear how hypocritical he sounds right now. Someone needs to tell
Alyssa I'm half-asleep, my head resting on Niko's chest, as the end credits of The Lion King roll. We've been watching our way though Disney movies, and surprisingly, Niko doesn't complain. His hand strokes my hair, sweet and tender, just like the entire evening has been. When Mufasa died, I bawle
"Good girl," Niko murmurs, his eyes snapping up to meet mine, a soft assurance in his gaze before he picks up the pace again. "Fuck, you taste so sweet, baby." He licks a slow line up my slit. "Did your husband ever tell you how good you taste?" The question catches me off guard, and I freeze. Wha
My body arches beneath him. "I thought you hated me." Niko chuckles, burying his face in my neck as he continues to rock against me. "No, baby. We didn't want you to see how badly we wanted you. Especially, King. He wanted to kill your husband so badly." Fuck. A full body shudder ripples through
Nikolai Are we really going to do this? Fuck her together? By the eager, lust-filled look on Alyssa's face, she's begging for it. But I never thought King and I would take it this far. Our dicks are about to touch, and even though I know it's wrong, my cock has never been harder than it is rig
"Okay, this might be a little too much," Alyssa whimpers. "I'm too full." "You can take it," King growls, biting her earlobe. I feel her gush around us, and my hips jerk instinctively, a low moan escaping me. Alyssa shivers. "Fuck. I need you guys to move." I can't help but grin. "You're so f
Alyssa "Niko, take her upstairs," King commands, his voice low and firm, though I can't see him through the tears streaming down my face. The sex we just had was the most intense experience of my life. It was a wild, overwhelming storm of pleasure that left me feeling shattered and strangely wh
"I was fifteen at the time," he continues, his voice low and steady. "One night, my mom got into a fight with her boyfriend. He took a knife and started cutting her, so I jumped in, and the fucker managed to get me. But it wasn't enough to stop me. I beat him half to death. My mom called me a fuckin
I never thought they'd actually propose—or actually want to be married.Especially King.But he did say one day he wanted me to have his ring and property patch. I guess that day is today.I try to keep it together—really fucking try—but the grin's already pulling at my mouth."Don't you think this
AlyssaThe house we pull up to hours later actually looks... normal.Not some abandoned, half-collapsed shithole like I'd pictured. No broken windows. No graffiti. No front door hanging off the hinges. Just a small, weathered house tucked in the woods, its cracked driveway swallowed by weeds, a wra
The van rumbles low behind us.Somewhere in the distance, police sirens whisper on the wind."Can I kiss you?" he asks, his voice rough around the edges. Holy shit. Was he just asking the guys for permission to ask me?"Okay," I breathe.His mouth claims mine—slow, bruising, deliberate. Nothing li
AlyssaThe container door stays shut after they leave me with Gray, not wanting me to inhale any more fumes. Gray shifts restlessly beside me, having already ordered the other Reapers guarding the perimeter to clear out. He's ready to get the hell out of here, but we have to wait for the guys to fi
Mason exhales slow, like he's counting to ten through murder.For a second, I think we all might kill this crazy motherfucker at the same time. Rip him to pieces and not even feel bad about it.But then Alyssa raises a hand.And we freeze instantly."Is that why you locked War away?" she asks quietl
NikolaiAlyssa stands naked, a gun aimed steady at Logan's head, and the three of us stand around her like guard dogs—tense, alert, waiting to see which way this moment breaks.No one says a word. Not even him.But it's obvious now. He's not War.Hasn't been since last night.While our girl was tak
King smirks, then presses the blade just beneath Isaac's shoulder blade and slices.The sound is thick. Wet. The kind that stays with you.Isaac jolts, a raw, broken sound tearing out of him, like a scream that never makes it all the way out of his shredded lungs."Oh, fuck," I mewl. Wetness pools o
"Bet that stings, huh?" he sneers. "Knowing she never made a single sound like this for you."His tongue circles my clit—lazy, controlled, designed to break me."Fuck," I moan, feeling helpless."I know, kitten," he growls. "Be a good girl and come for me—so we can fuck you like you need."Then he s
AlyssaThe second King's mouth finds my pussy, Niko moves in to kiss me, deep and consuming, his tongue invading my mouth like he's trying to drink down every sound I make.I don't know what King's going to do about Logan. But if I know him—and I do—he's already decided.Logan's dead.And War?Colla