Alyssa
"Niko, take her upstairs," King commands, his voice low and firm, though I can't see him through the tears streaming down my face.
The s*x we just had was the most intense experience of my life. It was a wild, overwhelming storm of pleasure that left me feeling shattered and strangely whole all at once. Now, I'm caught in a whirlwind of emotions that are too raw to understand.
Once I'm in King's bed, Niko gently combs his fingers through my hair, murmuring praises that make me feel like something special, while King wipes between my legs with care. I catch the worried look in his eyes, like he's afraid that they went too far. The tears probably make it seem that way. But they didn't hurt me. I've never felt this good—being used, letting them take what they wanted from me, filli
