Chapter 213

King POV

Niko’s tongue is buried between her thighs like he hasn’t eaten in days. Mason’s got her nipples between his fingers, twisting and tugging just hard enough to make her gasp, and I’ve got her mouth pressed against mine.

But it’s more than just kissing.

I’m reclaiming her.

Tasting every moan she can’t hold back. Catching every ragged breath. Feeling her fall apart against my lips—helpless, desperate, and so fucking perfect.

Just for us.

We’ve touched her. Slept beside her. Held her through every night she was stuck on bed rest.

And because of the risk—to her and the babies—she wasn’t even allowed to get aroused, much less sleep with my cock nestled in her pussy.

And we had to act like it wasn’t killing us.

Two weeks of watching her parade around in my shirts, her tits swollen, hips swaying, that greedy little pussy completely off-limits.

And every night, like clockwork, she’d whimper in her sleep, rub her thig