Hide With Me (The Game #13) Read Online Cara Dee

Categories Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Game Series by Cara Dee
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Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 103033 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
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I exhaled unsteadily, my semi-hard dick becoming very hard in a matter of seconds. Long enough for me to miss what the Tops were doing for a moment. But I didn’t call Franklin out for being distracting! I would never do such a thing. The others could humiliate him fine on their own.

Goodness, that felt…hnngh.

“That’s enough, boy.” Macklin halted Noa’s movements, both out of breath, while I shifted my attention back to the Tops.

Oh God, finally.

Luckily for Noa, who wanted more cock, his Daddy was on his way over to us, but my focus was on Santiago, Dean, and Walker. Macklin and I—this was our fantasy coming true. They were kissing so sensually, so greedily, and grabbing at one another like there was no tomorrow. Santiago was trapped between Dean and Walker, and their bodies together… I had no words.

I caught Master’s whisper to Santiago.

“Get on your knees for us, darling.”

I sucked in a breath as Franklin redoubled his efforts, and Macklin felt my tensing up. Either he was incredibly intuitive, or he was just guessing, but he reached forward and smacked the side of Franklin’s head.

“What did we fucking tell you, you greedy old whore. Take it easy with the boy.”

“That’s your last strike, Franklin,” Jack stated. “You just lost your privilege to get off today.”

Oh no!

“That’s harsh,” Noa mumbled.

But maybe… Hmm. Franklin didn’t look ashamed or anything, though it sure appeared like he was trying to be remorseful.

“I’m very sorry, Sir. Can I make up for—”

“No, and shut the fuck up,” Jack replied. “Actually, you can come over here. I think your Handler needs a foot rub.”

Kingsley smiled faintly and wriggled his toes.

I shook my head, amused and half bewildered, and I was just about to look back at my Daddies…when I saw River and Reese getting in position to spit-roast Shay on the couch. Fuck, that was hot. But my Daddies and Walker were more irresistible. I refused to have another thing distracting me!

“Pet…” Not now, Macklin!

I couldn’t say that out loud, though.

“Yes, Sir?” I felt him doing something, and I inched away. Oh, he was rolling a new condom onto his cock.

“I want you to just sit on my cock.”

Okay, that worked for me. I’d gotten my rest, and I wasn’t going to say no to extra pleasure for this.

KC and Noa had the same idea, and Noa and I exchanged a grin as we positioned ourselves over our Tops. Not that Macklin was small by any means, but after Dean’s brutal fuck earlier, this was Hello, Blissville.

I shuddered and sank down on him, and he kissed my shoulder and called me a good boy.

“They’re beautiful together, aren’t they?” Macklin murmured. “We should have dinner, just the five of us. Fewer distractions.”

I nodded and merely stared. Walker on his knees behind Daddy, fucking him hard, Dean standing up, fucking Daddy’s throat. They exuded raw masculinity in a moment where the balance between dominance and submission nearly tipped over for Daddy. He claimed enjoying bottoming didn’t make you submissive, and of course it didn’t, but it sure looked like he was submitting to Dean and Walker right now. At least to Dean. Definitely to Dean. I caught a single glimpse of Santiago’s eyes, and the adoration was as clear as his need to just get fucking railed.

Seeing my Daddies together made me wanna belong to them forever and ever, and even when I sat here six feet away, I missed them. I wanted to go to them. I wanted to be surrounded by them, and every second I wasn’t there, I experienced my mood change. Rather, my mind-set. I wouldn’t call it regression—or would I? No. I…I didn’t know. I couldn’t explain it! I just had this pressing need to be close to my Daddies right now.

“Macklin?” I mumbled.

“Yeah, baby?”

“Can we go over there?” I whispered.

“Of course we can. You need your Daddies?”

I nodded, more than a little embarrassed by the sudden change in my behavior. I didn’t know where it was coming from or why. Thankfully, Macklin could roll with the punches, and he was really sweet to me. He helped me off him and held me close as we walked the short distance to the others.

For a quick moment, it felt weird to hear Noa moaning and possibly orgasming, KC panting, and gritty groans coming from the twins. Oh, and Santiago also. He was delirious with horniness!

Dean, however, acted fast. “I see we need to switch places, pet. Come here.” He gestured for Macklin to take his spot.

“I think he needs some—”

“I got it. Thank you, dear.” Dean’s swift interjection made it clear that he didn’t wanna disturb Santiago’s experience, and I was totally on board. Dean dipped down and kissed Santiago quick and hard. “I’m gonna get greedy with our boy for a bit.”

Santiago sucked in a breath, and Walker slowed down briefly.


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