Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa) novel Chapter 25

Technically, I'm not touching her. The bottle is. So, King can't be too upset with me when he ultimately finds out. I wonder if he'll punish me. Maybe he'll even force me to suck his dick while she watches.

That's if he's ever willing to tell her what we do. That's a big if. Mason is the only other person who knows, but he's only alive because King knows he won't tell.

Our eyes lock as I begin to slowly pump the neck of the bottle in and out of Alyssa's pussy, reveling in the sloppy sound it makes. Her face is flushed with arousal, and I can see her nipples poking through her thin shirt. She bites her lip, trying to contain her moans. I wish I could hear them, but it might end up waking King or the baby.

Another time, maybe.

"Such a good girl, swallowing this bottle in your pussy like it's King's cock. I bet you look so good while he's fucking you, don't you?"

She moans in response, her hips rocking in sync with my movements.

"Yeah, just like that. Keep rubbing your clit. I want to see your face when you come," I demand, my voice a low growl.

A mewl escapes her lips as she rotates her fingers faster and faster, her face twisted in pleasure. My dick throbs painfully, but I'll take care of it later, when I have the memory of her coming for me replaying in my head.

When her body grows taut, I know she's about there.

"I'm going to come," she whispers, her voice barely audible.