On Your Knees, Prospect (Kings of Hell MC #3) Read Online K.A. Merikan

Categories Genre: Angst, BDSM, Biker, Dark, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Magic, MC, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Kings of Hell MC Series by K.A. Merikan
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Total pages in book: 151
Estimated words: 139186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 696(@200wpm)___ 557(@250wpm)___ 464(@300wpm)
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Vars rubbed his thick beard, watching Jake with a mixture of amusement and queasiness. He didn’t like the idea of someone having sex because they felt obliged to, and Jake clearly didn’t know where to set boundaries. “I would never suck a guy’s dick just because he told me to. Last time I checked, it wasn’t in the job description. In fact, there’s only one job that requires sucking dick in exchange for something else, but you’re a prospect, not a prostitute.”

Jake stared back with his lips parted as if he were inviting dick already. Was that what was going on here? Was this boy being ordered around to suck member cock? What the actual fuck?

“You’re a prospect. You do as you’re told,” Jake choked out through gritted teeth. “And you’re suggesting you’d suck a guy for other reasons, so why not this?”

Vars could sense the unskilled attempt at gouging his sexuality from a mile away.

“You want to know if I’m gay? Yes, I am, pretty boy,” Vars said, his tone dropping to a low growl as he stepped closer, locking Jake between an old pickup and his own body. “I do suck cock when I want to, but that’s only when a guy makes me salivate. Not because someone tells me to.”

Jake took a step back so fast he hit the car. “I never asked! Jeez! Ever heard of TMI?” He wouldn’t meet Vars’s gaze, which made this all the hotter. Especially when Jake looked at the floor between them, as if wanting to express obedience already. Maybe Vars should go with the flow and make a move?

Someone ran through the garage and started one of the bikes at the front, but Vars was too transfixed by Jake’s pretty face to care who it was. He raised his hand and made Jake look up with a gentle nudge to his chin. When the pale eyes stared back at him they were darker, somewhat dazed, as if this situation was so far beyond the limits of Jake’s experience that it paralyzed him.

“What else do they make you do for them, huh? I wanna know what orders to expect coming my way,” Vars whispered, even though he assumed someone of his age and physique couldn’t be a good stand-in for a boy as cute as Jake.

Jake didn’t shake off Vars’s fingers. Good sign.

“You know,” he mumbled. “Stuff. Wash the cars, restock the booze. I’m important when shit goes down, you know? Knowing how to clean a scene is important. Someone has to do it. It’s a team effort.”

“I know. But I’m asking about the other stuff,” Vars whispered, transfixed by the plump lips that opened wider.

Jake watched him with such tension Vars wondered if Jake remembered how to breathe. “It’s no big deal. Sometimes the guys feel like letting off some steam. It’s nothing like prostitution. What is wrong with you? I think it’s important to show you’re willing to go all the way for the club.”

If Vars’s dick hadn’t pushed at the front of his pants before, it definitely did now. Oh, Jake wanted what he was getting, all right. The flush that prickled that supple skin was screaming it at Vars. “All the way? Do you guys hold sex parties where the prospect needs to take it all?”

Jake curled his shoulders in the most delicious way, looking like he was about to melt into the truck behind him. “Why? Is that something you’re up for, prospect?”

Vars wouldn’t be shut down this easily. “I want to know what I’m up against. Weren’t you supposed to show me the ropes, or something?”

“Oh. I… yes. It’s more often a one-off thing here and there.” Jake’s gaze drifted off, so Vars forced his chin back up. “And not all the guys are up for it. Don’t hit on Rev. He’s only had me suck him off twice. I think he was just drunk and horny.”

Imagining Jake on his knees, taking biker cock like he was told, cum drizzling down his chin as he moved on to suck the next guy, had Vars slightly dazed with the discovery.

It was the hottest fucking thing ever, and Jake was talking of it like serving members with sex were part of his job. The boy was lying to himself. “Are you saying you’d bend over for me if I earned my patch?”

The question took Jake by surprise and he stared straight into Vars’s eyes, so dumbstruck Vars toyed with the idea of pushing on Jake’s shoulders, just to check if he could make Jake go down to his knees here and now.

“I’d be a patch by then myself, so no,” Jake whispered, but his body was telling Vars a different story. The boy was getting hard from this chat. Then again, Vars was too.

Slowly, Vars placed both his palms on the pickup truck on either side of Jake’s body, caging him with the heat of his own chest. His tongue was already itching to dive between the pink, young lips. “I’m not a prospect yet. How about you be a good boy and welcome me to my new home?”



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