In the Arms of the Beast Read online K.A. Merikan (Kings of Hell MC #5)

Categories Genre: Biker, Fantasy/Sci-fi, M-M Romance, MC, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Kings of Hell MC Series by K.A. Merikan
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Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 113332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
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Beast’s hips moved forward to meet Laurent. He didn’t try to get in deep, but the thrust was enough to demonstrate how easily he could have taken whatever he wanted, were he a different kind of man. Appearances were deceitful, and this gentle giant would never scare or hurt Laurent. Beast was perfect. A perfect lover, perfect partner, perfect friend. And he would also be the perfect father.

Laurent ignored the values ingrained in him since early childhood and let go, enjoying the thrill of submission on the safety of their sofa. The more excited he was, the more right this act felt, and he gradually relaxed, squeezing his own prick through his jeans. He groaned in disapproval when Beast pulled his cock away, but Laurent’s wet, hungry mouth was instead met by a rough, passionate kiss that had him curling his toes and arching into his man’s muscular body.

Beast’s breathing was uneven as he tugged on Laurent’s pants, as if unaware that they needed to be unzipped first. Laurent let out a choked laugh and opened the button on top so that Beast could reach the zipper with his greedy hands. He loved being an object of Beast’s desire. Beyond the doors of their apartment, he wanted to be treated seriously, but in the privacy it offered, Laurent found no shame in parading around naked or in outfits that obscenely exposed his shape. Beast had the ability to set Laurent’s skin on fire without touching it, but when their bodies clashed, Laurent changed into a whimpering mess.

Laurent’s jeans were tight enough to cling to his flesh when Beast pulled them lower, and he was about to remove his top when Beast spun Laurent around as if he weighed nothing. With his chest pressed to the back of the sofa while kneeling on the seat, he only briefly glanced toward the corner where Hound stayed put, before burying his face in the leather.

Beast pulled up the shirt and vest covering Laurent’s back and trailed hungry kisses up Laurent’s spine while moving his hands down the sides of his body. His touch left behind a burning sensation, but Laurent didn’t have enough time to contemplate how it made him feel, because then those thick fingers reached his ass, and he hugged the backrest, giving up control altogether.

In moments like this, he understood how true the words at the back of his vest were. He was ‘Beast's property', even if just in their moments of carnal pleasure. He arched his ass up, biting his lip and spreading his thighs for Beast. How much he craved that delicious cock inside him. And not only because they were ‘making love’. Laurent wasn’t as innocent as some judged him to be. He wanted to be fucked by the man whom he dedicated his life to, wanted to feel the fingers gripping his hips, and to moan shamelessly every time Beast drove into him. His mouth watered just thinking of it.

The drizzle of cool gel made him tighten his grip on the sofa, and he rolled his face against the upholstery as Beast’s fingers followed the damp trail, delving into the heat between Laurent’s buttocks. Maybe it was his skill or maybe the power of Laurent’s own lust, but the touch had his insides melting until he couldn’t stand the heat and thrust back, needing friction to extinguish the fire.

Since their wedding night, Beast had made a game out of pushing Laurent’s limits, and Laurent was far from complaining. It had all started with his own idea after all, because he’d been the one to get them a set of ‘beginner’s’ sex toys for the occasion. He’d agonized that the gift was misguided and that he shouldn’t have listened to Nao’s suggestions, but the vibrator had turned out to be a revelation, and Beast had spent ages teasing Laurent with it and with the other contents of the box.

But now wasn’t a time for such fancies. This was only about the two of them and the unbreakable connection they shared. Beast’s rough fingers were quick to get Laurent ready, and when the other palm slid up his back, stopping at the patches, Laurent knew what his husband was thinking of.

“Yours,” he confirmed breathlessly.

Beast hummed, and the dark edge to his voice had Laurent shuddering. The digits drilled him fast and hard, teasing his prostate so with so much skill that he was hot and within moments, already spreading his thighs in invitation.

“Mine,” Beast confirmed, aligning his chest with Laurent’s back and grabbing his jaw with just enough force to show who was in charge without causing Laurent discomfort. His hard dick poked Laurent’s buttock.

Laurent whimpered. Never in his life had he submitted like he did under Beast. He’d done what had been expected of him because of authority, and because obedience used to mean safety. He’d despised all those times. In bed with Beast, he chose to yield and loved it.



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