Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa) novel Chapter 8

King

Fuck. I've never felt pussy this damn good in my entire existence.

I can tell she hasn't been fucked properly in a long time. Probably never.

It's a shame she hasn't felt the intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure before now. But I will show her what her body truly craves.

Gripping the back of her neck, I drive into her tight pussy, each thrust fueling my obsession. I knew she'd agree to my bet. She's always been competitive, and in the past, she's beaten me. But she won't win tonight. I wasn't kidding when I said I would make her fucking scream and she'll enjoy every second of it.

"That's it. Take my cock like a good little slut," I coo.

"Fuck yo-"

I smack her ass, and she lets out a surprised yelp. "Gray really fucked up raising you, huh?" I lean forward to whisper in her ear. "Seems like he didn't teach you a thing about respecting your elders. But that's okay, kitten. I'll train you to be a good girl for me."

Sucking her earlobe into my mouth, I feel her pussy gush. Fuck, she's so wet, and her juices are dripping down my thighs. I'll definitely need to fuck her again. This won't be enough to satisfy the need that has been building up since high school.

Lust and satisfaction pulsate through my veins as I bury my fingers in her brown hair, tugging her head back as I plow into her like I haven't had pussy in years.

And I haven't. At least, not anything like hers.

I admit she is doing a good job holding in her moans, I can feel it in the tension of her body, the way she grinds her teeth, but that's all about to end.

Such a stubborn girl.

I tsk with a mocking laugh. "Wouldn't want you to break a tooth, kitten. Just accept your defeat."

She shakes her head frantically, and I tighten my grip on her head, keeping her still.

"Then, I'll just fucking make you."

I pull out, adjusting my hips so I'm angled to hit her g-spot, and impale her again. A gasp leaves her lips, but I'm past the point of showing any mercy. This pussy is fucking mine to destroy.

I thrust into her with no remorse, every snap of my hips harder than the last. Finally, she releases a jagged moan, the sound music to my ears. I can feel her body tense as she realizes that she just lost, but instead of being a sore loser about it, she throws her ass back against me.

"Fuck yeah," I groan, reaching around to rub her clit in fast circles. I want to feel her pussy squeeze the life out of me once more before I'm done with her for tonight.

"Fuck, I'm going to come," she whimpers.

"Do it," I command with a growl. She has no choice but to obey as her pussy constricts around my dick, and her juices seep out all over me.

"No, but you are a controlling asshole that bullied me in high school," she retorts.

Before she can react, my hand darts out to wrap around her fragile throat. I step forward, pushing her against the arm of the couch, my now-hardened cock pressing against her belly. She swallows hard, glaring up at me. "Controlling? No. Possessive. Absole-fucking-lutely. Since you lost our little bet, you belong to me until your brother comes to get you. I get to fuck you again, whenever I want. And you know what?" I slap my dick against her stomach, smearing the remnants of my cum on her pale skin. She watches, a slight shudder going through her.

"What?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

I smirk. "I think you'll be looking forward to it. You like it rough, I can tell. I give you pleasure that your pathetic-ass husband could only dream of. You can try to hide it from me, but I know you crave more of my cock. And I could give you more right now, but I think I want the anticipation to build first," I muse, feeling my dick growing painfully hard again.

She shudders again when she feels it, but doesn't say anything. I'd like to imagine she's refraining from begging me to fuck her again. Her eyes are dilated with lust, despite the fact she's trying to conceal her reactions.

But I meant what I said. I'll be the one choosing when I'm inside her again.

"Go upstairs and shower, kitten. I'll watch Zuri until you're done," I tell her, heading into my office before she can protest.

Once I hear her footsteps echoing up the stairs, I retrieve my phone from my pocket and dial Niko's number. As it rings, I rub my hard-as-steel cock through my pants. He answers on the third one.

"What's up, King?" he asks, his voice husky with sleep.

"Come over. Daddy needs you to be a good little slut and come suck his cock."