Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa)

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Niko and Mason have been off doing whatever bullshit Gray's assigned them all day. I've got a rare night off from assignments, and I'm planning on
spending it ravishing my kitten.
She deserves it, after all. She's finally opening up and allowing everyone her pathetic piece-of-shit husband forced her to push away, back into her
life. I usually don't like people in my house, but for her, I'll do anything.
After her friends leave, I watch her through the cameras, the feed giving me a clear view of her giving Zuri her final bottle for the night. Then, she
takes her upstairs for their nighttime routine. I usually don't bother with these cameras—no one's foolish enough to break into my place—but after
realizing I can't trust Niko alone with Alyssa, I've started using them again.
I let her be for thirty minutes, enough time to log payments and strategize who to hunt down next week if they're late.
When I finally prowl upstairs, Zuri's room is dark. That means Alyssa's waiting for me in my bed, likely aching for the pleasure she knows only I can
give her.
I push open the door to my bedroom and find her lying on the bed, her body already moving to the rhythm of her desires. Her fingers tease her clit,

and the smell of her arousal hangs heavily in the air. If I wasn't hard as fuck before, my dick is nine inches of sold rock right now.
"What a naughty girl, starting without me," I tease, my lips curling into a smirk as I yank my shirt over my head. She gazes at me from between her
legs, her eyes dark and hooded. "Is my kitten ready for her nightly breeding?"
She bites her lip, one hand moving to tug on her nipple. "Yes, Sir. I need it," she moans, her voice dripping with need.
Within a week, I've managed to corrupt her, turning her into my personal little whore. She craves my dominance, the way I take control, making her
world fade into nothing but the pleasure I give her.
I raise an eyebrow, a challenge in my gaze. "Oh, you need it? Then show me how fucking much."
She doesn't hesitate, crawling to the edge of the bed like the sexy kitten she is, and tugs down my sweatpants like she can't get to my cock fast
enough. I nearly combust at the urgency of her movements. Wrapping her hand around my length, she dips her tongue into the slit, eagerly lapping
up my pre-cum.
"Fuck," I groan. "Such a greedy fucking slut."

Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa)
I can tell she's desperate for me as she takes me in, her throat working around my cock. The heat and wetness of her mouth drive me fucking wild,
and I find myself already fucking her pretty face.
"You like me fucking your throat like this, don't you?"
She moans around me, her tongue sliding along the underside of my length, sending shockwaves through my body. Her hazel eyes lock onto mine

and I see the submission, the hunger, the complete trust she's placed in me. My hips rock hard and fast, setting a brutal pace that she takes so
goddamn well.
"That's it, take everything I give you," I purr, clenching my fists tighter in her hair, using it as reigns to keep her exactly where I need her. She
shudders under my control, but her mouth only works harder, swallowing me deeper.
Fuck yes.
Minutes pass in a blur of heat and pleasure until I feel my balls tighten, my climax building as they slap against her chin. I can barely hold back, my
restraint hanging on by a dread.
"Are you hungry for my cum, baby?" My voice is a low, dark growl now. "Ready to swallow it all, so I can fuck that greedy cunt of yours?"
I don't give her a chance to respond before I'm filling her throat, a soft groan escaping me as my body shudders with release. Her throat constricts
around me, milking every drop as she swallows it all down without me even having to tell her to.
"Good girl," I praise, swiping my thumb across her swollen lips, admiring the way they look after I've claimed them.
She stares at me, a question lingering in her gaze.
"What is it?" I ask, titling my head, my eyes narrowing as I sense her hesitation.
Her cheeks flush deeper, and she averts her gaze momentarily before looking back at me. "I wanted to know what Niko was doing in your room last
night."
Panic surges through me, but I make sure that my expression betrays nothing. "What do you think you saw?" I ask calmly.
She tries to look away, but I grab her jaw, forcing her to meet my gaze. "What do you think you saw?" I repeat, firmer this time.
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