Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa)




I wonder what he means by that. What else could my brother be hiding from me?

But I'll let King get some sleep.

I'm so close to him, I can smell his natural scent mixed with fresh soap. He must've taken a shower before he came in here, which makes sense since he was likely covered in blood after removing some dude's fingers.

With his eyes closed, I find myself studying his features. Even if I tried to convince myself that I wasn't attracted to him, my vagina would call me a liar. I'm just glad Zuri is here to be a buffer, even if she's completely unaware of it. Mommy needs to start making smarter choices in men, and willingly indulging in sex with King is not it.

"I'm gonna need you to stop looking at me like that, kitten. My dick's starting to get ideas I don't have the energy for," he teases, his voice huskier with sleep.

I blush, embarrassed that he caught me staring at him. Damn, I thought he was already asleep.

"I wasn't looking at you," I retort in a whisper.

"Uh-huh, sure."

He rolls over so I can only see his smooth, muscular back. The moonlight highlights the contours of his shoulders, and I want to reach out and touch him, but I restrain myself. Because that's the sane thing to do.

Groaning, I turn over and bury my face in the pillow, willing myself to ignore the sexual tension between us and my throbbing vagina demanding that I do something about it. My mind races, with thoughts of his strong arms around me, his big cock hammering into me while he holds me down and makes me take it.

Okay, I really need to get a grip. Or some professional help.

My body seems to gets hotter and hotter by the second until it feels like I'm a rubber band, ready to snap. What has King done to me in just two days? I never needed sex before. With Isaac it was just a chore, a chore that he demanded I do or suffer the consequences.

Now, it feels like if I don't get relief soon, I might die.

Needing a break from the warmth of King's body so close to me, I sneak

out of the room and go do

to find Niko sitting at the table, sipping a glass of dark liquor. shirtless, only wearing blacko sweatpants. His chest is not as muscular as King's, but he has just as many tats. Content belongs to Novelxo.org

He glances up at me. "Hey, sweet girl. What are you doing up?" he asks with a grin.

I get a glass out of the cabinet and fill it with water from the sink. "I guess I could ask you the same thing."

He shrugs, leaning back in his chair. "Couldn't sleep. I was hoping this would knock me out."

I sigh, taking a sip of water, but it does nothing to extinguish the

aching fire inside me. "Well, King

et

came back, and we were lying in the same bed. Let's just say I can't go back to sleep now," I murmur

staring down into the water glass so he can't see how hot I am. Content belongs to Novelxo.org

It would be so embarrassing if he found out that I can't sleep because I want to fuck King. Not to mention I'm married. I don't care about their opinions, but I also don't want anyone to think of me as a cheating whore. Content belongs to Novelxo.org

When I glance back up, Niko is eyeing me curiously, his blue gaze intense.

"What?" I ask, raising a brow.

He stands and steps closer to me, our bodies mere inches away. He takes a deep breath, Inhaling my scent. I shudder in response.

"How wet are you for him, sweet girl?" he purrs, his voice low and seductive.

His question is so blunt and out of nowhere, I don't even know to react. My mind goes blank, and I feel a fresh wave of heat flood my body.

What the fuck?