Apex Predator (The Game #11) Read Online Cara Dee

Categories Genre: Angst, BDSM, Erotic, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Game Series by Cara Dee
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
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Walker hummed with pleasure and combed his fingers through my hair. “Beautiful boys.” The lust in his tone made me shiver.

So did watching Shay. I already knew he loved to suck River’s and Reese’s cocks, and I saw it now too. Back and forth, over and over, he sucked Master’s cock like he was born to do it.

I kissed his jaw and squeezed his butt cheek. “When you’re ready to take all of him, let the head push against the roof of your mouth firmly and slide him back deeper until he’s entering your throat.”

The boy moaned at that, and I rewarded him by sliding a finger between his cheeks and brushing it over his asshole. Fuck, I wanted my tongue there right now.

Walker’s breathing became more labored, and I could tell he was struggling to keep from moving. “That’s a good boy. Good, good boy.”

“You can probably sense Master’s urgency at this point.” I rubbed a hand over Shay’s thigh. “Stand up and keep sucking him for all you’re worth. He likes it when you use your teeth, but not on the head.” I stayed on my knees while Shay rose, and he bent over to keep pleasing Master. “Perfect. Now, just breathe through your nose. Use your tongue a lot too. He needs to fuck your pretty little throat.”

Master chuckled huskily. “Nobody knows me like you do, baby.”

Damn right.

I sent him a little wink before I stroked a hand along Shay’s arched back, down to that sexy, bruised butt, where I repositioned myself. Before Master came, I wanted Shay to explode, and I had a feeling it wouldn’t take very long.

While Master took charge and grabbed two fistfuls of Shay’s hair, I shifted my focus. I kissed Shay’s bruises and rubbed his skin, and I got more turned on for every time Master thrust forward. Because it sent vibrations through Shay and made his ass jiggle ever so slightly. Then I reached between his thighs and wrapped my fingers around his cock at the same time as I flicked the tip of my tongue over the soft, puckered skin around his opening.

He groaned and tensed up.

His Owners were definitely enjoying the show. And not keeping their hands and mouths to themselves.

I began with Shay much like he had begun with Master. Slowly, sensually, taking my time. Both with how I stroked his cock and how I tongued his ass. His desperation was so fucking hot, and the more I toyed with him, the hungrier he got for Master’s cock. And to get off.

When I stopped teasing him and forced my tongue inside his ass, he treated us to a continuous string of choking sounds, breathless moans, and panting. I stroked him faster and rubbed the pre-come over his head, and he started trembling. Clenching and unclenching. Whimpering. Pushing back against me.

“You may come, pet,” Master murmured.

It was as if Shay had been waiting for permission—and maybe he had. Seconds later, he let out a long groan and came on the blanket in several bursts.

Mmm, that’s it, boy. Keep coming.

I finished him off with a few teasing licks and wet kisses, maybe mostly for myself, before I guided him down on his knees once more. Next, I trailed kisses up his back, his neck, and his jaw, while I wiped my hands on his perfect abs.

“Now you’re gonna beg for Master’s come,” I whispered in his ear. “Beg him to flood your mouth.”

Master groaned and let his head fall back, his thrusts never faltering.

My God, he was magnificent to watch.

Shay pulled back a few inches, and Master took the hint and let the boy speak through gasps. “Please, S-Sir—come in my mouth, please. Please, please, please.”

I sucked on his neck and squeezed him to me. Good boy. That was how you begged my Owner.

“I can’t resist those tear-filled eyes. Make sure you share it with Macklin.”

Thank you, Master.

“Thank you, Sir,” Shay croaked.

Needing my hands on Master, I reached out and stroked his thigh and cupped his balls, rolling them in my hand the way he liked. He was so close. So, so close. In the background, one of the Tenleys got off, soon followed by the other, and Master finally gave in. With a tight grip on Shay’s hair, he returned to shallow thrusts and groaned loudly.

“Suck him harder, boy,” I urged. “Get him there. Tighten your lips all you can and hollow out your—just like that. Swirl your tongue around him too.”

Jesus fucking Christ, that was so hot. Master came, and Shay moaned and took every drop while tears clung to his eyelashes. His kissable lips were glistening wet and perfectly swollen.

“Fuck,” Master exhaled harshly.

The moment he went still, I grabbed Shay’s jaw, pulled him away from Master’s cock, and kissed the boy passionately. Shay panted and threw himself at me, and I couldn’t stop the moan at the taste of Master’s release.


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