Alyssa
A low moan escapes me as I stir, feeling the unmistakable pressure of his c**k 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 s*x 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
