All Chapters of Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Alyssa A dull pressure blooms low in my abdomen, dragging me from my already restless sleep. With a groan, I shift, wincing as I pull myself upright. For what feels like the fiftieth time tonight, I have to fucking pee. The familiar creak of the bed draws my attention—It's not from me but from movement at the foot. Blinking through the darkness, I make out King gripping Niko's hips, his face tightened with determination as he pounds into Niko. Niko's muffled moans fill the quiet room, his mouth stuffed with an article of clothing. "Look what you fucking did, slut," King growls, delivering a sharp smack to Niko's ass that echoes in the quiet room. "You woke our kitten up." "I'm sorry, baby," Niko whimpers around the gag, his voice tinged with guilt and arousal. The sight is undoubtedly hot, a few weeks ago I might've come just from watching, but now it feels like I'm watching through a screen. Detached. "You didn't wake me up," I mutter, sliding out of bed with a h

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 back. I thought things might settle once we were home, but it's like she's slipping further away every day. She told us she needed space, and we've been giving it to her—even if it's been hell. No touching. No kissing. No fucking. Not even a goddamn cuddle. It's been killing me, but for King? It's a whole different kind of torture. Since finding out she's pregnant, something primal in him snapped into overdrive. He's been restless, constantly on edge, trying to control the pull that wants to consume her, to keep her attached to his hip at all times. To ease his pain, I've stepped in, letting him use me as much as he needs. My poor ass. Don't get me wrong—I love it when he fucks m

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 needs me. I've stayed away too long, listening to Niko's bullshit about giving her space. I only went along with it because after what she's been through, I didn't want to make it worse somehow, but look where that got us. She started thinking that we didn't want her. That stops now. We're doing shit my way. She's sitting in my lap now, her body pressed against mine, and the scent of her arousal hits me like a drug. Her body is begging without words. My little goddess loves seeing her name branded on my skin, and I'll make sure to remind her just how deeply she belongs to me. Niko has been satisfying my cravings, but there's still so much to give her. Pulling out my cock, I

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 passenger seat, turning to flash me a reassuring smile. "Gray wanted to prep some of the prospects for tomorrow's charity ride anyway." I just nod, forcing my attention to the bouquet of pink tulips resting in my lap. My chest is so tight, it feels like I can hardly breathe. I can't believe I'm finally going to visit my mom's grave. I know it wasn't my fault I couldn't be there before she passed, but I've been in town for months now. No more excuses. I smile sadly to myself. Besides, I'll be meeting her again soon enough. It'll be nice to see where we'll be resting eternally together. Mason reaches over and grabs my free hand, his thumb brushing soothing circles against my skin.

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 when I'm taking care of business like this, but the moment I mention Alyssa, I feel him clawing forward, interested in the conversation. Pathetic. Bones waves me off from his seat, his attention locked on one of the whores spinning on a pole. "That was personal business. Besides, tomorrow, I'm sending Isaac right into their territory." I scoff, dragging my free hand over Irina's scalp. Her watery eyes dart up to meet mine as I grip her head tighter. "There's no way in hell Isaac's just going to waltz into their clubhouse and try to grab Alyssa. That slimy fuck's always two steps ahead." But what could he possibly be planning? He's a little bitch in a business suit, incapable of