Jared’s Evolution Read Online Riley Hart (Jared & Kieran #1)

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Jared & Kieran Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 66863 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
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And then the vibration increased making my whole body come alive, trembling with need. My eyes rolled back and my knees nearly gave out. “Sir…please.”

“Lucky boy,” the man said as he approached us, giving me a knowing smile.

My eyes shot to Kieran’s. Holy shit. He… “I said it’ll be fine, and it will. This is Marco, Marco, this is my boy.”

“Hello, Sir,” Marco said to Kieran before turning to me and holding out his hand. “Hey. It’s good to meet you.” Marco had dark hair that went to his shoulders, green eyes and boyish features. He wore a collar around his neck with a large J engraved into it. My hand automatically rubbed my own neck, and I felt like I should have one, too. I assumed it meant he was spoken for, but then, maybe whoever Marco was with must love him and that wasn’t the same as what Kieran and I shared.

The vibration turned off. I sighed and Marco laughed, again as though he knew what I was going through.

“We recognize it. Eventually, you’ll recognize a fellow submissive too and we’ve all been driven crazy by our Doms. I can spot the signs a mile away,” Marco told me. “You’re new?” he asked, but it was clear he already knew the answer.

I frowned, automatically feeling defensive that he’d called me out. I didn’t want what I was to be so obvious…or the fact that I was new. “I—”

“There’s nothing wrong with being new. We all were, once.” Kieran cocked a brow at me. How in the hell did he do that? It was as if he could read my thoughts.

“Yes,” I answered. “I’m new.”

“We need a cage,” Kieran told Marco and I found myself blushing.

“Cock or dog, Sir?”

“Dog?” Jumped out of my mouth. Would Kieran want to put me in a dog cage?

“Don’t knock it until you tried it. I feel secure when I’m in my cage,” Marco said, making guilt immediately swim through me. I was the last person who should be judging anyone. I was disappointed earlier that Kieran might not let others fuck me—part of me wanted to be used, and I liked calling him Daddy. It was wrong to judge anyone else’s kink.

“I’m sorry. It just came as a surprise.”

“It’s fine,” Marco replied and waved me off.

Kieran watched silently before he said, “A cock cage.” He headed toward a section of the store and Marco walked over with us—it was apparent Kieran knew his way around the store. There were hundreds of different kinds—plastic, metal, fully enclosed, ones with slats and holes and everything else. Some were so tiny I couldn’t believe a dick could fit in them. I also couldn’t believe enough men caged their cocks that this many varieties were needed.

“You like the Liberator, correct, Sir?” Marco asked.

I felt myself bristle. He seemed to know Kieran very well. Had they played? Is that why he called Kieran “Sir” or would I be expected to address all Dominants or Daddies in this manner?

“Yes, and I think it’ll work well for the boy,” Kieran answered. “They’re good for long-term use, if we go that route—comfortable, easy to clean and easy for him to piss.”

“They’re my favorite too,” Marco replied.

“Yes, I know they are,” Kieran answered.

I sat back while the two of them discussed sizes and Marco’s cage, which apparently he was wearing. Kieran didn’t ask my opinion on anything and I found I was okay with that. I wanted him to do this for me and I trusted him to know what was best—at least where cock cages were concerned.

It wasn’t long before we were paying, Kieran having guessed the size I would need, and we were on our way. I was thankful he hadn’t made me put it on while we were there.

Afterward, Kieran and I went to lunch. It was there we got a call from Dr. Frank that our test results were all negative. Kieran not only spoke to him, but let me confirm with him on the phone as well. Dr. Frank also said he would email a copy to both Kieran and myself. I appreciated the respect he gave me there; making me feel even more secure that he would be safe with me.

When we got off the phone, we talked about the kind of things everyone spoke about. We didn’t talk about cock cages, vibrating plugs and addressing him as Daddy—although all of them were on my mind.

He didn’t turn on the plug again while we ate and I enjoyed just spending time with him. It was nice learning the little things about him like he didn’t like Ranch dressing, he was forty-six, and he used to be a vegetarian.

From there, we went to the grocery store. It was slightly awkward being there with him—answering his questions about what I liked to eat and deciphering what was for him and what was for me. I found I would prefer do the shopping alone, with a list from Kieran, rather than doing it together. Over the weeks we’d spent time together before, I had enjoyed this role…besides, I could concentrate better without him here. I wanted shopping to be my responsibility, something that I did for the two of us and he agreed when I asked him if it could be.



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