Chapter 187

Alyssa POV

The second King’s mouth finds my pussy, Niko moves in to kiss me, deep and consuming, his tongue invading my mouth like he’s trying to drink down every sound I make.

I don’t know what King’s going to do about Logan. But if I know him—and I do—he’s already decided.

Logan’s dead.

And War?

Collateral damage. Just an afterthought in the way.

It doesn’t matter that War didn’t do anything wrong. That he spent weeks trying to keep Logan buried. That he burned his goddamn bike for me.

King won’t see it that way. Not now. Not after the deception.

As if he can read my hesitation, King sucks my clit hard, and the pleasure hits like a whip crack—ripping a moan from my throat before I can even brace for it.

My hips jerk off the chair. Niko swallows the noise with another kiss that leaves me dizzy.

I suddenly feel a small, familiar motion low in my belly.

A reminder of the two out of three little lives I need to p