Claimed (The Courtside King #2) Read Online Kora Knight

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Kink, M-M Romance, Taboo Tags Authors: Series: The Courtside King Series by Kora Knight
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Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 116254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
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Kai casually clutched it while his other hand cupped Breck’s sac. Breck moaned, and Kai damn near did also. That hard, silky heat felt sublime in his hand. Those smooth, warm balls, so firm yet supple.

“Yes,” Kai murmured. “Much better.” He stroked Breck’s shaft, his other hand fondling his sac.

Breck had been blessed. So perfectly sculpted from head to toe. But most especially in all the places that counted. Kai tightened his grip and stroked a little faster, his own dick steeling harder. Breck made his mouth water. He wanted to devour him whole. To have a partner in life with this body would be the ultimate perk.

Breck moaned again, and Kai could totally relate. Sliding his fist up Breck’s length, he stopped at the glans, then swiped his thumb over its satiny top. It came away slick with a bead of precum. “You’re leaking,” he mused, giving his finger a lick.

Deliciously salty. Inexplicably savory.

Unable to help it, he drew his thumb into his mouth. Breck groaned, watching him suck it clean, then mumbled something unintelligible under his breath.

Kai grinned, “Mmm,” but then decided he should share. Gripping Breck’s cock, he repeated the action. Breck’s jaw fell open in blatant pleasure from his touch. And wasn’t that just the perfect reaction, allowing Kai to slide his glistening thumb between Breck’s lips.

Breck stiffened in alarm, his teeth clamping down, his tongue retreating rapidly to the back of his mouth.

“Relax,” Kai laughed. His free hand clutched Breck’s jaw. “It’s good, I promise.” He lowered his voice. “Taste it. For me.”

The most adorably conflicted sound crawled up Breck’s throat. Kai hid his amusement as he held his eyes. “Taste it,” he repeated firmly. “This is not a request.”

And that’s when he saw it. That flicker in Breck’s gaze. Kai’s dominance excited him. Like some raw, carnal thrill. Gripping him in the crotch and turning him on with a strength he hadn’t been prepared for.

Drawing a breath, Breck forced his body to ease. A heartbeat later, his tongue slid under Kai’s thumb. Slowly circled it. Another moan escaped. Then just like that, Breck was avidly sucking.

Kai growled at the feel of that mouth, that tongue, as he watched Breck with heated eyes. “Well done,” he rumbled. “I knew you’d like it.”

A smile tugged at Breck’s lips as Kai withdrew his finger. And goddamn it, that expression. Like Breck was drunk. Intoxicated on desire. The sight hitting Kai hard. Like some hardcore stimulant firing up his junk.

His pelvis canted of its own accord, his dick all but chomping at the bit, wanting Breck closer. Wanting contact. And maybe it’d get it. But not yet. Kai wasn’t done playing. Still needed his wits for just a little while longer.

Digging into his pocket, he pulled out a miniature bottle, flipped it open, then carefully tipped it over the base of Breck’s cock. Lube trickled down its length like liquid silk, warmed by Breck’s body heat as it made its descent. A couple of droplets landed softly on Kai’s stomach. Putting away the bottle, he gripped Breck’s dick and slicked it up.

Breck loosed a curse and rocked his hips. “That feels so good.”

Kai clutched his shaft right at the base. Then with his other hand, he grasped Breck’s shoulder. “Suspension play,” he murmured, his thighs relinquishing their hold on Breck’s sides. “Know why it’s so great?”

Breck shook his head, but didn’t reply, looking barely in the mindset to even formulate thought.

Kai’s lips curved. “The pendulum swing.”

Keeping his one hand fixed around Breck’s cock, he used his other hand to push Breck backward. Breck’s glistening dick slid nearly out of his fist. Only its tip remained wedged in his grasp. Kai let the ‘pendulum’ swing Breck forward again, which in turn, plunged his slippery cock back into Kai’s fist.

Breck groaned through a breathless chuckle. “Oh, my God. That’s fucking crazy.”

“You like?” Kai grinned.

Breck nodded.

“Wanna feel it again?”

“Yes,” Breck blurted

“Yes, what.”

“Yes, Grandmaster.” Breck laughed, but his tone was tense. “Please,” he added. “Let me feel that again.”

Kai’s body tightened at the sound of his need. Breck was already so close. Kai detected all the signs. Breck’s husky timbre. His hot, flushed cheeks. His beautifully restless eyes. The way his stomach kept expanding so rapidly with his quickening breath.

Kai needed to be careful. Too much too soon and his fine young stallion would most definitely come. Loosening his grip on Breck’s cock, he repeated the action. Again and again. Nice and slow. To and fro. Breck inhaled raggedly with each backward withdrawal, deliriously moaned with each plunge back through Kai’s fist.

A few moments later though, Kai noticed him stiffening. Every muscle in his body constricting, as if bracing for a blow. His eyes squeezed closed and his molars clenched. His breathing turning shallow and ragged and clipped.

All warning signs that he was on the verge.


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