Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 116254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
Was he coming? Through the maelstrom, Breck couldn’t tell. His own quaking orgasm made it impossible to think. But just like last time, when his body finally calmed, Kai merely kicked things right back into gear.
Breck laughed through a moan. “You’re a fucking a machine.”
Kai flashed his lawless grin, cheeks flushed. “You’ve got no idea.”
As if to demonstrate, he let Breck’s body slide back down his cock, then released the harness and curled his hands around Breck’s throat. His grip wasn’t restricting but it got Breck’s attention, the dominating gesture shooting his lust through the roof. He didn’t know why it made him so horny. Kai’s bossy commands had the same effect. Who knew Kai the Dom could be so stimulating? Was this what it felt like to be one of his subs?
Hands just beneath Breck’s jaw, Kai pulled him halfway up his cock. Then he held him in that position and started thrusting his hips. Slow at first, then gradually faster. Breck moaned against Kai’s palms as pleasure exploded. Surging deep into his channel and lighting up his junk. Just like that, he was back to panting. His abdomen heaving as his asshole clenched.
Kai growled, seeming to like that, and accelerated his thrusts.
Breck gasped and grunted. Cursed incoherently. His prostate was already ramping up again. Building in pressure and intensity. And now his need to grab his cock was off the charts.
Pleasure surged.
So fucking good. So fucking good.
And yet, some innate part of him felt like he was losing his mind. Floating in some crazy sexed-up dream, but somehow still anchored to the ground. Half of his awareness still linked to his body and how it burned with raw, visceral need, the other half drifting somewhere outside of himself, as if watching a scene. Drunk on excitement and excruciating pleasure. He’d never experienced anything so intensely surreal.
Struggling to focus, he peered down at Kai; his muscular arms straight, his elbows locked as he held Breck fixed. Sweat glistening across his shoulders and chest. His onyx eyes glittering in the candlelight. The most strikingly sensual sight Breck had ever seen.
Yet even as the sight stoked his body hotter, it also stroked the depths of his soul. This man beneath him, claiming him so fiercely, was a being unparalleled. Unlike anyone Breck had ever met. A diamond—although not in the rough. Kai was as polished as they fucking came. And an experience that, in this moment, Breck didn’t want to ever end. He’d have to figure out the why’s of that later. Because, yup, he was getting ready to detonate yet again, his boner raging just as urgently as his G.
“Please—” he pleaded. “My dick— I need to come!”
“Ask for permission,” Kai ground out, thrusting. “And address me correctly.”
“Please!—” Breck gasped. “Ungh, fuck— Please, Grandmaster!— Can I please fucking come?” All remnants of pride vanishing completely.
“No,” Kai gritted. “Not yet.” He gave a salvo of pumps, his fingers subtly tightening around the top of Breck’s throat.
Aaaaaaand that’s all it took to send Breck spiraling again.
He shattered, quaking uncontrollably.
“Shit, yeah,” Kai grated, thrusting faster. “I can feel you— Your tight ass milking my cock.” Then, for the third time in a row, he inhaled deeply and let his eyes roll shut. His body trembled. Just like before, by the time Breck rebooted, he was back in control.
“Fuck—” Breck panted, still twitching with the need to release. “My dick’s going nuts. For real. You seriously gotta let me come.”
“Hmm,” Kai murmured, his expression mischievous, his skin deliciously flushed. “Not sure I want this to end.”
Yeah, well, Breck didn’t really want it to either, but his motherfucking sanity was on the line. “You said you wouldn’t make me wait.”
“For twelve hours,” Kai reminded. “Don’t think it’s even been one.” His tone was teasing, his eyes alight with mirth.
Breck fought back a grin and shook his head. “You like to torment.”
“Maybe a little,” Kai admitted, pulling Breck forward and then guiding him back. Languidly, he resumed with the fucking, the tempo much slower as he delved in and out. At least at first. Not long after, he accelerated. Like he couldn’t resist. Like Breck’s ass was stealing his control. Faster. Then faster still. His jaw tight as he met Breck’s body with intensifying thrusts. Each smack jarring the shit out of that happy knot.
Breck cursed, lashes fluttering, still so sensitive. His dick so frenzied, he feared it might actually explode. “Please—” He writhed. “My dick. Please stroke it.”
Kai clenched his teeth with a rumble but ultimately obliged. In and out, he let it glide through his fist to the rhythm of his thrusts.
Breck’s boner went crazy, the contact lighting it up. He’d been so freaking close for such a long time. “Yes—” he panted. “Ungh fuck—” His eyes slammed closed. And then he started to stiffen.