Page 21 of Claimed (The Courtside King Duology 2)

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.

Kai stilled all movements, his own dick howling. He wanted in Breck’s body so fucking bad. The sight of him so close to climax nearly doing Kai in.

Brows pinched, Breck’s whole body shuddered. As if still teetering on the razor’s edge. Cursing breathlessly, he re-met Kai’s gaze. “I was so fucking close. Why the hell did you stop?”

Kai smirked at his silly question. “Because I didn’t want you to come.” Or for their playtime to end. He was enjoying their encounter far more than he probably should.

Breck eyed him, looking both restless and confused. Which made sense. He’d been ready to bust and Kai had just put on the brakes. “Why not? Isn’t that the purpose of a handjob?”

Kai’s insides thrummed at the opportunity Breck was presenting. To play not just with his body but his inexperienced mind. Subs, after all, knew this as part of the game. As part of the interaction that they engaged in with their Dom. The teasing and toying with their heads just as much as their flesh.

Kai smiled. “In some cases, I’m sure. But my objectives are always multifaceted.”

Breck stared at him as if trying to understand.

“Oh, and by the way,” Kai continued. “Another aspect of being a sub? No coming without my consent. You’ve got to ask for permission.”

Breck stilled, blinked, then outright balked. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” He twisted warily in his binds.

Kai shrugged. “It’s what Doms like.”

“And ifIdon’t like it?”

Kai answered silkily, “I encourage you to try.”

Breck frowned. “And if I don’t… ask permission?”

Kai’s lips quirked. “Then you’ll be subject to the ramifications.”

Breck scoffed with a smirk. “Like what?”

Again, Kai shrugged. “For one, you’ll have lost your credibility. And then there’s my longstanding practice of always continuing untilI’mdone with your dick.”

Breck regarded him. “What exactly doesthatmean?”

Kai held his gaze. “That I wouldn’t stop stroking.”

Breck frowned. Then swallowed. “That’s torture. You wouldn’t.”

“Your call.”

“But what if Ican’tstop?” His voice sounded nervous.

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