Chapter 92

Alyssa POV

A dull pressure blooms low in my abdomen, dragging me from my already restless sleep. With a groan, I shift, wincing as I pull myself upright. For what feels like the fiftieth time tonight, I have to fucking pee.

The familiar creak of the bed draws my attention—It’s not from me but from movement at the foot. Blinking through the darkness, I make out King gripping Niko’s hips, his face tightened with determination as he pounds into Niko. Niko’s muffled moans fill the quiet room, his mouth stuffed with an article of clothing.

“Look what you fucking did, slut,” King growls, delivering a sharp smack to Niko’s ass that echoes in the quiet room. “You woke our kitten up.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” Niko whimpers around the gag, his voice tinged with guilt and arousal.

The sight is undoubtedly hot, a few weeks ago I might’ve come just from watching, but now it feels like I’m watching through a screen. Detached.

“You didn’t wake me up,” I mutter,