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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A split second later, Breck barked, “Oh, fuck!” Then his body went berserk.

And as his dick got back to steadily leaking, his taint pulsating furiously against that knot, his tight little ring of muscle spasmed feverishly against Kai’s tongue. Kai growled, relishing the heady sensation, then clutched Breck’s nuts and cinched them tightly at the top. Tugging and gently squeezing as Breck continued to quake.

God, was his body magnificent. Yet even ‘magnificent’ didn’t truly suffice. There were genuinely no words to describe its intoxicating reactions. Never in Kai’s thirty years of life could he remember being so turned on.

“Please—” Breck gasped when things finally relented. “No more. Please. I can’t. It’s too fucking intense.”

Kai rumbled reluctantly. He’d wanted to savor this longer. But those balls were admittedly merciless. Left in too long and a guy could lose his mind. Subjectively speaking, of course, depending on the man. Prolonged exposure sent most subs rocketing to subspace for the night.

Giving one last indulgent lave, Kai lowered Breck’s body back to horizontal, then scooted to his original spot and rotated Breck back around.

Breck locked eyes with him, looking dazed. “Please,” he rasped, still panting. “Those balls in my ass need to go.”

Kai tamped a smile. “Are you saying you don’t like them?”

Breck groaned through a shiver. “Just in smaller doses.”

“Mm. Yes. I suppose that makes sense.” He dug into his pocket for the remote, then smiled. “And since you said please…” He shut them off. Breck sagged in relief. Kai reached behind his nuts and cupped his crack. “I permit you,” he murmured huskily, “to give them back.”

Breck blinked, then flushed as if suddenly embarrassed. “Okay. For real. This part is seriously weird.”

Kai laughed. “And being tied up and suspended from my ceiling isn’t?”

Breck’s lips twitched. “Yeah, no joke. What the fuck.”

But his lighthearted expression faded the second he closed his eyes. Shifting his pelvis, Breck flexed his abdomen and steadily bore down. Two heartbeats later and the first of Kai’s balls dropped back into Kai’s hand. The second followed shortly after, with the third emerging swiftly after that. Breck exhaled as his body shivered.

“Thank you.” Kai set the balls aside. “So, are we done with pretend time? You’ve had enough?”

Breck’s eyes popped back open. “What? No. I still need to come. And…” He hesitated.

Kai’s heart thumped, regarding him. “And?”

Breck chewed his lip. Rocked his hips. Glanced away. Then looked back at Kai. “And… I’m thinking we should totally fuck.”

Kai’s brows popped up. Although, he supposed he shouldn’t be surprised. He’d worked Breck’s novice body into quite the state. Still, Breck’s request had him instantly warring, his mind holding two very conflicting stances on the matter. On the one hand, he was so aroused that to fuck Breck, to push inside his depths, would be like heaven on Earth. But was he willing to give that part of himself? To transition from erotic playtime to an intimate exchange? Because sex involved way more than just taking. It also involved giving. Whether one intended it or not.

There was an exchange. Of sexual energy. Of soul-deep prana.

A part of himself that he hadn’t shared with anyone since… since Ryan.

And wasn’t Breck, in many ways, just Ryan 2.0?

Kai’s heart thumped restlessly as he studied Breck’s face. As he consciously tapped into his auric field. Like always, Breck didn’t feel like Ryan, despite their many similar surface traits. He felt cleaner, believe it or not. Purer of heart. Unlike the vibes Kai’s ex had constantly thrown. Vibes that, time and time again, Kai had chosen to ignore.

Not that fucking Breck would make them something they weren’t. Real lovers versus this make-believe façade. No, he didn’t have to worry about that. After his trip, Breck was headed off for bigger things. Fame and fortune in the NBA. Leaving and never looking back.

Something squeezed in Kai’s chest at the thought. The notion of never seeing Breck again made him… sad. A truth he wasn’t ready to digest. A situation he’d been determined not to create.

Feelings.

For Breck.

Goddamn it.

Breck shifted in his binds, intently watching him, looking restless.

And that was all it took for something inside Kai to yield. To completely succumb to that entreaty in Breck’s gorgeous eyes.

Yes. Kai would do this. Tonight. Because he hadn’t been with a man like this for entirely too long. Domming, after all, didn’t count when you never actually had sex.

Yes. He could afford it. This once. Would afford it. As an indulgence to himself. Breck’s mouth had made him crazy. He could still feel his lips on his cock. He wanted him so bad. And had worked him so hard. God knew, he’d certainly earned something nice in return. And Breck’s strong body would certainly hit the spot. Few men had ever appealed to him more.

Yes. God help him, but yes. His heart thumped excitedly as his dick roared in triumph. Breck—quite possibly the best mistake he’d ever make.


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