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 my
Alyssa's body shudders as she tumbles over the edge, her cries blending with mine. I collapse against the couch, my chest heaving as I try to catch my breath. My head spins, and my gaze locks with Niko's, his lips swollen and cheeks flushed. "That was..." I trail off, shaking my head. "Holy shit."
His jaw ticks as he glances at me and Niko, lifting his brow in a silent question. "Have fun and be safe, you two," Niko says lazily, not bothering to lift his head or remove my hand from his hair. I let out a quiet exhale, glancing between them. I trust King wouldn't let anything happen to her,
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."
"She's pregnant, King. Do you really think she needs to be exposed to this right now?” King doesn't stop walking. "She’ll be fine. I’ve got her.” "You don't have to talk to me like I'm not here, Gray," I interject, my irritation rising. "I can make decisions for myself, you know." He grits his
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 thro
I turn towards Phillips, the adrenaline roaring in my veins like a battle cry. My mind races—what if I cut too deep? What if I accidentally kill him too soon and ruin any chance we have of finding out the name of the female rookie that helped me when no one else would? King shifts behind me, his h
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.
I instantly remember when he told me his mom used to call him that.Of course she's a reason why he spiraled.I reach up to cup his face, my fingers stroking his beard tenderly. "Stop it. You're not a monster." My gaze shifts to the tattoo of my name over his heart, and I trace a finger over it, eli
"Please. Let me help you," I say, my voice cracking with fierce love for this new version of the man I love. "Let me make you feel whole again."He stares at me, his jaw working as if searching for words. After a long, heavy pause, he finally admits, "What if you can't fix me, kitten? What if I'm to
AlyssaSomething jolts me awake—a gut feeling that something's wrong. I sit up, realizing I must've dozed off after Gray left and one of the guys moved me to the bed. Niko and Mason sleep soundly beside me, snoring like bears that haven't hibernated in years.I smile softly, glad they're finally cat
Fuck. I hate that we had to miss her appointment today.Another damn reason why King's so on edge.I pass the ultrasound to Mason and gently lift Alyssa into my arms, careful not to wake her. "Were you trying to stay up for us, sweet girl?" I whisper, pressing a tender kiss to her temple as her soft
NikolaiI stare down at Vince's crumpled body on the floor, a bullet hole mangling his forehead. I can't decide whether to feel relief or dread. With Gray's bullshit, my gut screaming suspicions, two back-to-back hits on our supplies, and his mom unexpectedly showing up, King finally lost it.He ca
Gray: I know, but I'll handle it. Me: You mean Alyssa will handle it. She's the only one gonna be able to stop that motherfucker from blacking out and killing us both. I just hope you know what you're doing. Gray: He'll just have to understand. I did what I had to do. Me: Understand my ass. Ma
War I lean back in my chair, taking a slow drag from the blunt, letting the smoke curl between my lips as I watch Isaac begin to stir. Blood drips from his forehead where I headbutted him, streaking his pretty-boy face with red. Good. I should've done worse. Hell, I wanted to do worse. But I s
I bite back a laugh. "No schedule. We just do what we want, whenever we want."Chelsea exchanges a look with Ashley before turning back to me, mischief twinkling in her eyes. "Okay, but do they ever get jealous? Like, what happens if one of them wants you, but you're already with someone else?"Ashl
AlyssaAs soon as the ultrasound technician hands me the printed copies, I tuck them carefully in the diaper bag. I can't wait to show the guys later. I haven't seen much of them since the other night when we were all together. Usually, I'm already knocked out by the time they drag themselves home i