Nikolai Alyssa is sprawled out on the bed, trembling like a fucking leaf. I want to help her, give her the relief she so desperately needs, but I already know King won't let me. He's going to drag this out for as long as he can—because she needs it. He wants her desperate, pliant, and begging.
She turns her head just to push his buttons, but he's faster. His grip tightens on her jaw, forcing her to face him. "Fucking now, Alyssa. I won't tolerate you being a brat. Not during a punishment." Reluctantly, she sticks out her tongue and licks his hand clean. The sight makes my dick throb aga
King "What the hell happened to you?" Gray asks, staring at the healing mouth-sized hickeys I left on Niko's neck the other night. Niko's face reddens, and he rubs the back of his neck. "Uh, had a wild night with some chick I met at a bar," he lies smoothly, his eyes flickering to me. My lips
"I agree," Gray responds, his tone hardening. "But I also believe that you should stay on your side, and we'll stay on ours. It'll keep the tension between our two clubs down." "Oh, so you want a treaty?" Bones asks, his eyes gleaming with amusement. Gray doesn't answer, just watches with that
TW: Child abuse, suicide, emotional distress Mason With King and Niko gone for the meeting with the Iron Serpents, and Zuri finally asleep upstairs, Alyssa and I are alone. She's watching "Enchanted" for what has to be the millionth time. I've never actually watched the damn movie. That's usu
Alyssa My chest is tight as I sit beside Mason, thinking about his story, replaying every heartbreaking detail. No wonder he's so guarded, so closed off. He's been through so much, and all I want to do is hold him longer, like somehow my touch could chase away all the pain he's been carrying for s
Alyssa The next morning, Zuri and I are moved into our "temporary" room in the clubhouse. It's bigger than I expected, more like a mini-apartment with a bedroom, kitchen, and attached bathroom. They didn't skimp on making it feel comfortable, bringing in new furniture since Zuri's room is still in
He says nothing. Instead he crosses the room in a blink of an eye, his hand snaking around my throat. "I can still punish you," he growls. "You're not immune to getting spanked just because we're here." I scowl at him. "We're not together anymore. I don't want anything to do with traitors." I snee
I sit up, blinking the fog away as we pull into the lot. "Can I go with you? I need to stretch my legs." And fucking pee. Niko glances at King. "Fine. Five minutes," King says sternly. "Not a second more." Niko nods once. "Heard." "I'm coming with you," Mason says, already sliding the door ope
Mason soon returns to the car, a new pair of keys clutched in his hand. His face is unreadable, but tense. Something else must've happened. He opens the back door and grabs my hand to help me out. "Let's go. I'll fill you in on the bad news once we're out of here." My stomach plummets. Bad news
Alyssa We sit in the car, parked beneath the flickering lights of a gas station that looks like it's two seconds from giving out entirely. It's 2 a.m., freezing outside, and the only reason I'm not shivering is because Niko's got the heater blasting like he's trying to cook us. Mason steps out to
I brought this heat down on us.Fuck. King's gonna kill me.I drag their bodies into the bathroom, wipe down every surface I touch, and shut the door behind me. Then, I glance both ways down the hall. No doors opening. No screaming. The silencer didn't echo loud enough to stir anyone up. But my tho
WarAfter two straight hours of trying to block out the circus act happening next door—moans, groans, skin slapping, and Niko's ridiculous fucking whimpering—I'm ready to put a bullet through my own head. I guess the whole fuck-fest is them "making up" after Alyssa gave them the silent treatment al
We obey.Mason's fingers slide inside her, curling just right, while mine find her clit, circling fast and tight. She whimpers. Then moans. Then screams—loud, guttural, breaking apart in our hands.I glance at the wall, wondering if War's listening.I mean, there's no fucking way he can't hear this.
"Shit," I breathe. "If you're down, I'm down."He straddles me carefully, adjusting with slow movements like he's afraid he'll hurt me. It's kind of nice. But ridiculous, considering how badly I want him to ruin me.His balls drag across my face and fuck, I can't stop myself—my tongue flicks out.
NikolaiMy jaw's clenched so tight I swear I might actually crack a molar.Alyssa's riding Mason like she's got something to prove—like every bounce is laced in vengeance. Her eyes burn with a cold fire, the kind of ruthless command she only pulls out when she's been pushed too far.And God, it's be
He's not off the fucking hook either. I glance back at Niko. He's panting, eyes glassy with lust, still kneeling on the bed like a good little sinner waiting to be pardoned. "Niko," I say, my voice sharper now. Commanding. "Bend over."His brows lift in a flash of surprise. And then... he obeys.