Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa) novel Chapter 45

Alyssa

A low moan escapes me as I stir, feeling the unmistakable pressure of his cock teasing my entrance. He's sliding up and down my slit from behind, his rough hands squeezing my ass with that possessive grip I'm beginning to love.

My mind barely registers the change in position before my body relaxes instinctively. I don't need to see him to know who it is.

But when did I get in his bed? And what time is it?

The last thing I remember was falling asleep on Niko after he-

No, I don't want to think about that right now.

"Are you sore, kitten?" King rasps into my ear, making me shudder.

"A little," I breath, recalling the wild, mind-blowing sex we had last night before he left. My body still aches in places I didn't know could hurt.

"I'll go as slow as I can," he murmurs, a hint of tenderness in his voice. "I just wanna feel you...sleep with my cock in your pussy."

Before I can respond, he's already pushing inside me, groaning as his cock stretches me open again. His hips roll in a lazy rhythm, the slow glide of his thickness sending sharp jolts of pleasure exploding through my entire body.

"How was work?" I ask, nearly laughing at how casual I sound, knowing what he does.

"Unsatisfying," he grunts, punctuating the word with a hard thrust.

"W-Why?"

"The motherfucker reminded me of Isaac, the way he spoke to his wife. The way I know he hurts her. But Gray said I couldn't kill him." His voice grows darker, his anger almost palpable. "Fuck, kitten. You don't know how badly I wanted to do it."

As fucked up as it sounds, it's the nicest thing I've ever heard. Though, I still don't want him to murder my husband, even if he and every man like him deserves to rot in hell.

Without warning, King shifts, pulling me to my knees as he drives into me hard from behind. So much for going slow. But I don't mind it. I'm so wet right now, I can hardly feel the soreness from before.

My knees buckle under the force of his thrusts, but he yanks me back up by my waist, holding me still with one hand planted firmly on my back. "No. Stay there. I need you like this," he snarls, pounding into me harder.

"Fuck, King," I whimper, my words barely coherent. I open my legs up a bit more, arching my back so he can reach deeper inside me, each thrust sending me further up the bed.

Niko's kiss suddenly flashes in my mind—so soft and passionate, the way they left my lips tingling. Some fucked-up part of me fantasizes about me being shared by King and Niko, King fucking me from the back just like this, while Niko plunges in and out of my mouth. Both of them taking me, using me.