Kage Unleashed Read Online Maris Black (Kage Trilogy #2)

Categories Genre: Action, Alpha Male, Angst, BDSM, College, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Kage Trilogy Series by Maris Black
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 399(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
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Winding the damp strands of his hair tightly around my hand, I stood up in front of him, pulled his mouth back down onto my dick, and thrust up hard. He choked a little with the effort, but that didn’t slow either one of us down. My entire body was vibrating. I snapped my hips repeatedly, slamming in hard and fast, my muscles jerking with the need to bury the head of my cock over and over in his spasming throat. He took everything I gave, and the sight of him looking up at me all watery-eyed and hungry as he swallowed my cock was worth the last ten days of torture.

“Harder,” I groaned, slowing my movements and giving his throat a rest. “Suck me harder.” I moved his head up and down my cock using only my hand in his hair, watching as his stubbled cheeks hollowed out and the suction increased. God he was good at that. The feel of his lips around me, his velvety slick mouth massaging me, was driving me so crazy I forgot to be quiet or to worry about anything at all.

Kage had started making greedy sucking sounds, and my dick and his hand were both dripping with his saliva. I don’t even know how he worked up the moisture as dehydrated as he was, or the energy for that matter, but he was clearly invested in his task. Maybe it was his salvation in that tough fifteen minutes of sweating— the distraction Marco and I had been arguing about. Because at that moment there was no fight, no weight cut, no chance for failure. We were just two horny guys in a wooden oven, taking what pleasure we could from each other.

When it was all over, and Kage had slurped up every ounce of cum I could produce, we leaned back side-by-side and continued to sweat.

“Thanks,” I said. The word was inadequate, but I was afraid to say what I really meant. Then a thought occurred to me. “I do hope semen doesn’t weigh much, because instead of unloading yours, you just drank mine.”

He tried to laugh, but all that came out was a loud breath.

Eventually, Marco opened the door, and we stumbled along behind him, the cooler air in the gym chilling the surface of our skin into goose flesh. Marco set an empty treadmill to a moderate walking pace, and he and I stood on either side like guardian statues while Kage plodded along.

Marco kept praising Kage’s superior cardio, and I secretly hoped that he was in as great a shape as Marco seemed to believe. At least better than the other guy.

“We won’t have to do it this way again,” Marco promised Kage. “Just hang on. No more last-minute fights. This was just your way in, that’s all. ”

Sweat poured off of Kage, all down his body and onto the treadmills. “I’m gonna have to throw these shoes away,” Kage said breathlessly after they started to squish with every step.

“I’ll go get you some while you’re resting,” Marco told him, then resumed chanting. “Almost there, almost there.”

I didn’t say much. All I could do was watch Kage run, thinking he was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen I’d ever seen in my life. Not just physically, but emotionally. The way he was pressing forward and doing what had to be done was a pure aphrodisiac to me, and even though he’d just finished me off in the sauna, I was getting turned on watching him sweat and strain on the treadmill. Of course, I couldn’t say anything like that out loud. Not in front of Marco.

After five minutes on the treadmill, Marco ushered Kage to a quiet corner and let him stretch out for five more minutes on a yoga mat on the floor, his head propped up with a waterproof pillow. Even through the cutting suit, his sweats were now soaked. Despite his prone position, he looked tense and uncomfortable, and his eyes had taken on a hollowed-out look.

Five minutes later, Marco and I pulled Kage to his feet. We dragged him to the scale, his shoes squishing all the way. He hung his head and sighed when the number staring back at him was still a pound and a half too much. We went back to the yoga mat and waited for another fighter to finish up in the sauna, and then we went back in for another fifteen-minute sweat fest.

“Hopefully, this will be it,” Marco called in as he shut the door behind us. As an afterthought, he pulled in back open and leaned his head in. “By the way, if you need anything, just call out. This door might seem thick, but when you’re standing right outside, you can pretty much hear everything that goes on in there.” He looked pointedly at me, then slammed the door harder than before, like an exclamation point.


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