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Nikolai Alyssa stares at me wide-eyed like I've lost my mind, her chest heaving slightly with each breath. Maybe I feel just a little too good right now, but I haven't stopped thinking about her since King told me he f****d her. That's why I couldn't sleep. The image of her beneath him, moaning and writhing in pleasure, keeps replaying in my mind over and over. I want to see it for myself so f*****g badly. I know King isn't keen on sharing, but I don't exactly plan on touching her. At least, not with my hands. "Look, I just want to watch you play with your p***y. You'll do that for me, won't you, sweet girl?" Her lips part slightly, her breath hitching. "Niko, what-" I lift her onto the counter with ease, her body light in my hands. She lets out a little yelp of surprise, her fingers