All Chapters of Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Nikolai"Between you and me...what is King's endgame with Alyssa?" Mason's question catches me off guard as we pull into King's driveway.I glance at him, narrowing my eyes. "Why are you asking?"He stares ahead, avoiding eye contact, his tone uncharacteristically soft. "I can't stop thinking about what she said earlier. I just want her to be...happy."Seriously, what's been going on with him? He's usually so laid back, but lately, there's almost something almost possessive about the way he talks about Alyssa. I'm starting to entertain the ridiculously insane idea that he wants her again."I don't know what his intentions are," I admit, uncertainty creeping into my voice. "But he won't hurt her."King may be emotionally fucked up, but I have faith that he'll do right by her.If not, I'll have to step in.We step into the house to find King on the couch, Zuri nestled comfortably in his massive arms, suckling on her bottle. The sight tugs at something deep in my chest—a mix of envy and

KingAfter meeting Gray at the clubhouse and confirming my prey's location, I pull up in front of "The Pink Dollhouse" in one of the club's cars. It's a black sedan with fake plates, something that doesn't draw attention and is easy to dispose of if needed.I step out of the car, adjusting the cuffs of my black suit as I take in the building. The neon lights flicker, casting a lurid glow over the entrance, where a stream of men line in, their faces full of anticipation and something darker. It's that time of night when the strip club starts coming to life, deprived bastards crawling in to see pussy they'll never be able to touch.Inside, I access my surroundings, taking in everything in a split second. The exits, the dark corners, the places I can get the job done without anyone noticing. I'm not here to soak up the sleaze or get lost in the spectacle. The quicker I handle business, the sooner I can get home to my little kitten.The club is dimly lit, the air thick with the smell of c

NikolaiIt's been a week since I kissed Alyssa, and every day since, I've been bracing for King's wrath. I knew he'd punish me for finding her cuddled up next to me on the couch, but not like this.Every night when King comes back from an assignment, whether she's asleep in her room or hanging out with me and Mason, he carries her into his room and fucks her like it's a goddamn ritual. And like the little addict he's turning her into, she loves it. It drives me fucking insane, knowing she's in there, getting her brains fucked out, and I'm not even allowed to watch.Tonight, as soon as I hear the shower start, I make my move. I stride into King's room to confront him, but the second I see him, I know who's really in control. He's sprawled out against the headboard, the blanket barely covering his waist, looking like a fucking Greek god about to have his portrait painted.His amber eyes lock onto mine, amusement dancing in them. "You're late," he drawls, his smirk widening. "Already mis

KingNiko and Mason have been off doing whatever bullshit Gray's assigned them all day. I've got a rare night off from assignments, and I'm planning on spending it ravishing my kitten.She deserves it, after all. She's finally opening up and allowing everyone her pathetic piece-of-shit husband forced her to push away, back into her life. I usually don't like people in my house, but for her, I'll do anything.After her friends leave, I watch her through the cameras, the feed giving me a clear view of her giving Zuri her final bottle for the night. Then, she takes her upstairs for their nighttime routine. I usually don't bother with these cameras—no one's foolish enough to break into my place—but after realizing I can't trust Niko alone with Alyssa, I've started using them again.I let her be for thirty minutes, enough time to log payments and strategize who to hunt down next week if they're late.When I finally prowl upstairs, Zuri's room is dark. That means Alyssa's waiting for me in

AlyssaI wake up naked and sandwiched between King and Niko, my body still humming with the aftershocks of what just happened. My skin feels hot from where their bodies press against mine, and it's so much nicer than I thought it would. Before I passed out, King cleaned me off while Niko stroked my hair, whispering how much of a good girl I was. But now, staring up at the ceiling, all I can think is: what the fuck is wrong with me?I loved every second of it. I'm not going to lie to myself about that. But isn't it wrong that I did? What kind of woman gets off on being double-teamed by two men, especially when they're her brother's best friends?I'm a fucking mess. There's no other explanation. I just gave one man a blowjob while the destroyed my vagina. What would my mother think if she could see me now? Probably shaking her head from wherever she is, disappointed and wondering where she went wrong. And what will Gray think when he finds out?No. He can't find out. He'd kill them. No