Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa) novel Chapter 22

Alyssa

Once Niko returned from whatever illegal shit he was doing, Mason said goodnight and went home. Niko suggested that I sleep in King's room with Zuri while he took the guest bedroom. I was hesitant at first, but then he said King would most likely not be back tonight.

When I wake up, sometime in the middle of the night, I catch the outline of a man standing at the end of the bed. Zuri is sleeping in her crib right beside me.

Panic surges through me, and I sit up, ready to defend us. What if Isaac found us? What if he's about to drag us back to the house and kill us?

"Relax, kitten. It's just me," King murmurs, his voice instantly calming me somehow.

I breathe a sigh of relief as my heartbeat gradually climbs back down. "Oh, sorry we stole your room. Niko said you wouldn't come back tonight. That's the only reason we slept in here."

"I have absolutely no problem with you sleeping in my bed."

He quietly climbs into bed, settling beside me with his arm above his head. Even in the dark, I can see the outline of his bare, chiseled chest, and a wave of arousal washes over me.

I should get out of here, but Zuri is asleep. Unless I want to risk waking her, and staying up another three to four hours, I'm trapped in here with him.

"You're not fucking me," I say firmly, trying to ignore the slickness gathering between my thighs.

"Of course I'm not. For one, I'm too fucking exhausted. And two, the baby's in here. We don't want to wake her up with your screaming." I can hear the smirk in his voice.

I roll my eyes. "You're not funny."

"Wasn't tryin' to be."

We lay in silence for a long moment before I glance over to see him staring up at the ceiling. He must've really had a long night to be keeping his hands to himself. I was starting to question if he was capable of that after the last two nights.