Daddy’s Forbidden Room Read online K.A. Merikan

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
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No burglar looked like that. Kevin was safe. Surely.

“I’m warning you,” he said nevertheless. “Identify yourself, or I will stab you!”

The man snorted and raised his hands. “Whoa, there, little reindeer. No need for that. I’m Roberto.” He had an Italian accent like Sandro, which confused Kevin further.

Why wouldn’t Daddy have warned him about the arrival of a guest?

“And… what are you doing here?” Kevin asked, but lowered the poker.

Roberto approached him with a grin that showed off his pronounced canines. “Sandro didn’t tell you? I guess we were busy. I’m your Christmas treat, pretty thing.”

Kevin turned his face away in confusion when Roberto tried to pet his cheek, even if the mention of Sandro’s name confirmed that this guy wasn’t just some rando. “I don’t— I’m not sure what you mean…”

Roberto pulled on the stuffed antler on Kevin’s hood, his mouth crooked into a smile. “It means Sandro will share you with me tonight. Heard you’re a horny boy, and I can’t wait to see you gagging on Sandro’s dick as I pound you from behind.”

Kevin stilled with a blank mind. Roberto left no doubt to his meaning this time. His heart plummeted at the notion that Sandro had talked about their sex life to someone else. Kevin had been vague about it with Brandon, because he considered such things a private matter. Betrayal stabbed his heart so deeply he didn’t know how to react when Roberto gently took the poker out of his hand.

Kevin glanced toward the white door that was the bane of his existence. “He’s in there? How did you get in when I’ve been here all day?”

Roberto put his arm over Kevin’s shoulders and led him back to the living room. His cologne was very spicy and made Kevin want to pull away, but Roberto’s grip on him was too firm to escape without causing a scene. “There’s a separate entrance. And yes, he’s there, taking a shower. He asked me to get you in the mood so that you’re ready when he comes over.”

Kevin swallowed when Roberto reached for the zipper at the front of his onesie. His whole being screamed about this being wrong, but he was confused more than anything else. “Sandro told me we’d be exclusive.”

“And yet here I am. You’re being paid well, right? I promise you won’t have reasons to complain once we’re both done with you.”

Kevin was trembling by the time Roberto pulled the zipper down. He wanted to scream, tell the bastard to fuck off, and all the things he’d always imagined he might do in a situation like this, yet he was frozen in panic.

“B-but that’s not the point,” he uttered, now regretting that he only wore briefs under the silly plush outfit.

When Kevin tried to wiggle away, Roberto grabbed his wrist and pulled on it hard. “Sure is the fucking point. It’s not the first time we shared a boy with Sandro, so just go with it.”

All of Kevin’s senses went into high alert. This was the exact situation that he feared when he and Sandro negotiated the conditions of their contract. He hadn’t considered being forced into a threesome then, but worried that if he entered a paid relationship, he might end up pushed into things he wasn’t sure of.

At a different time in his life, before he’d met Sandro, he might have even considered sex with two guys an adventure, but he and Sandro agreed to be exclusive. There was no other man he wanted to be touched by. The thought of it hurt like hot irons pushed into his flesh.

“I don’t want to ‘go with it’! I’m not a prostitute!” Kevin pushed at Roberto’s chest with a scowl.

Roberto slapped him with the back of his hand so hard Kevin’s head bounced, and he was left is a state of such shock he stood there, holding his cheek while his head spun.

Roberto’s voice came to him dull, as if they were separated by thick glass. “You get paid to fuck, so stop whining.”

Kevin’s eyes watered. He couldn’t believe he was in this position. Too afraid to fight this big guy, he whimpered when Roberto grabbed his hair and forced him to bend over the back of the sofa.

“Let’s just wait for Sandro, okay? I’ll do it, but let’s—”

“I said, stop talking. The hell is this stupid outfit?” Roberto growled, the anger in his tone making Kevin cower as an intrusive hand groped his ass, searching for a way to open the back of the onesie.

Sandro wouldn’t have stood for this kind of treatment. If he’d wanted to introduce another guy, he’d have surely gone about it like the gentleman he was. He would have at the very least explained things, enticed Kevin or given him time to think.

The sound of Velcro ripping open was so final Kevin clenched his eyes shut. How had this escalated within only a couple of minutes? He shivered all over, paralyzed by the ease with which Roberto held his head down by the hair.



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