Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa) novel Chapter 32

Mason

Hearing Alyssa's moans and screams through the door, my cock strains uncomfortably in my pants. What are they doing to her in there? And together?

I shouldn't care.

I'm nothing to her.

But what if they're hurting her? Maybe I should go see...

No, those are definitely not sounds of pain.

The way King demanded Niko to come into his office, he didn't sound pleased. Is he fucking Alyssa just to prove a point to Niko that he's in control? It wouldn't surprise me. Not when he's already claimed her.

Alyssa's scream hits a crescendo as I assume she orgasms. I can picture it: her face twisted with pleasure, her perfect body trembling and a sheen of perspiration glistening on her skin. I bet it's a sight to see.

I find a strange mix of jealousy and something darker gnawing at me. My jaw clenches involuntarily, my palms sweating as I slam my book closed. Panting, I place it on the end table beside me.

Is it wrong that I wish I were in there with them?

I freeze, my breath catching, as Niko finally steps out, cradling Alyssa in a blanket. Her eyes are closed and she's clinging onto him, her fingers tangled in his shirt. Niko walks past me like I'm not even there, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Next time, I want to fill one of your holes too," I hear him murmur. She hums a noise, that's neither a sound of agreement or disagreement, her face buried in his chest.

Does he really think King is willing to share her with him?

A few minutes later, Niko comes back downstairs, and I can see the slight bulge in his pants.

It seems I want her just as badly as they both do.

Niko's eyes lock onto me, his brows furrowing. "Damn, Mace. Have you been here the entire time?" he asks, the shock evident in his voice.

"Yep, just reading my book," I deadpan, waving the book just to show him that I wasn't intentionally trying to overhear whatever just went on in King's office. I just have to get rid of the evidence throbbing painfully between my legs before either of them see it.

I've never felt so jealous and turned on at the same time. I don't even want to fuck her. It's deeper than that—the need to taste her, to please her, to make her feel safe and cherished, is all consuming.

But the dream shatters the moment I consider it. She'd never want me, not when she has King...and possibly Niko too?

That's okay, though. Just being near her is enough for now.