Boss Daddy's Knots: an MPreg Romance (Meadow Street Brothers Book 2) by Anna Wineheart

Author:Anna Wineheart [Wineheart, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-25T18:30:00+00:00

18

King Claims Wilkie For Real

Wilkie bit down his moan. When King undid his pants and shoved them down, his cock strained up, thick and hungry, his piercing glinting at his tip.

That piercing always fascinated Wilkie—it was a thick ring, one end coming out of King’s piss-slit, the other from just under his head, both of them held in place by a small, spherical bead.

Wilkie leaned forward; King flattened his hand against Wilkie’s chest, stopping him.

“I told you I’d claim you inside,” King rasped.

He pressed the scent gland at his wrist against his cock. Then he rubbed his scent firmly into his skin, up and down, around and over, covering his cock so thoroughly with cedar that Wilkie’s mouth watered, his hole squeezing tight. There wasn’t a speck of King’s cock that didn’t smell like cedar.

“Now it’s ready for you, boy.” King cupped Wilkie’s nape, stroking the parts of Wilkie’s skin that the rope had left exposed.

He brought Wilkie forward—like before, his silky tip pushed against Wilkie’s lips, warm metal kissing Wilkie’s skin. Then his cock slid past Wilkie’s lips, forcing him to open wider, pushing deeper inside. All Wilkie could smell was cedar. All he could taste was the salt of King’s precome.

He moaned and sucked on King, getting him wet, taking as much of King as he could. Because it was all going inside him. His body heated up; his hole ached.

“Perfect.” King’s breath hitched. He pushed deeper, before sliding out. And he pushed back in, his heavy cock filling Wilkie’s mouth.

With each stroke, King’s piercing rode Wilkie’s tongue, a firm, smooth pressure. Would he feel that inside, too? Wilkie’s balls pulled tight.

“Please,” he begged around King’s cock, spreading his legs wider. “Inside.”

King groaned, pulling out. Then he leaned in and meshed their lips together, and his kiss scorched Wilkie all the way to his toes.

King tugged on the leash between Wilkie’s legs, his touch going straight to Wilkie’s cock.

Wilkie writhed. “King, please.”

King grabbed the lube on his way around Wilkie. He hefted Wilkie back onto all fours, crowding so close behind that his heat almost scalded Wilkie’s skin. Over his shoulder, Wilkie glimpsed King kicking off the last of his clothing. And now he was stark naked, so gloriously strong that Wilkie dripped, just looking at him.

He lifted his ass, pressing his chest flat against the bed in a blatant offering of himself. King swore; his palm cracked across Wilkie’s ass. And Wilkie clenched around the plug that kept him stretched open, ready for King.

“Please, please,” Wilkie mumbled, wriggling his hips. “I need—”

“I’ll give you what you need,” King growled. He cupped Wilkie’s cheeks, spreading them apart, leaving the base of the plug utterly exposed. And he grasped it, his callused fingertips grazing Wilkie’s skin. “Relax for me, boy.”

Wilkie relaxed. Slowly, King pulled the plug out of him, forcing Wilkie’s hole to open wider and wider, until he thought he might split open.

And the plug slipped out, leaving his body disappointingly empty.

King groaned; his thumb brushed Wilkie’s stretched hole.

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