Dickhead (Wrong Side of the Tracks #3) Read Online K.A. Merikan

Categories Genre: Biker, Dark, M-M Romance, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wrong Side of the Tracks Series by K.A. Merikan
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Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 145088 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 725(@200wpm)___ 580(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
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Hammer gave Dex a mean grin and tapped his chin. “What do we say?”

Dex tried to glance over his shoulder, lips trembling. “Thank you…?”

Hammer caught him mid-movement and forced him to meet his gaze. “And who do you have to thank for getting your greedy ass fucked?”

Understanding passed behind the brown eyes, and he smiled at Hammer. “Thank you, Hammer.”

“You’re welcome. Now suck,” he said, and pushed Dex’s head down.

Hammer grinned, drunk on the illicit beauty of this scene. He might worry come morning, but right now, he couldn’t make himself regret breaking his self-imposed rules. Why would he restrict his diet to chicken when he could also sample such a lovely piece of beef rump?

The other guests morphed into a faceless mass, but when two muscular legs came closer, and his gaze met a big dick pushing at the front of leather shorts, his smile widened. This guy was older than Hank, in his fifties, but had great muscle tone, accentuated by the harness he wore. “If you want to fuck my boy, get a condom,” he said, but the stranger smirked and showed him a packet.

When Dex tried to look up, curious of what he was up against next, Hammer held his head down.

“Stick to doing your job. You don’t get a vote in who fills your hole tonight anyway,” he rasped. His balls were so heavy with arousal, release would be almost painful, but what would be the fun in coming if he didn’t get to play with his prey some more?

Dex let out a whimper that hardly constituted a protest, and wrapped his lips around Hammer’s cock like the good little slut he was. And then, locking eyes with Hammer, arched his hips up in invitation to the stranger.

This was bliss.

Hammer left his hand in Dex’s hair as the stranger kneeled behind the boy, rubbering up. Like Hank, he seemed to understand this was a dump-and-go kind of situation, and while he did stroke the trembling buttocks before pushing in, the unnecessary touch didn’t linger.

Tenderness from strangers wasn’t a part of this fantasy.

“I wonder how many takers your back hole will have, slut.” Hammer mused, watching a droplet of saliva roll down his cock as Dex played with the head, moaning in response to the new dick spreading his ass.

When Dex tried to get his mouth off, no doubt to deliver some smartass comeback, Hammer pushed him down again to show him his place. This time, he made Dex take his cock deeper, until it hit the back of his throat. The other dick started a slow but steady rhythm inside Dex and each thrust forced his mouth on Hammer’s shaft in a sequence of delicious plunges. The tattooed shoulders trembled so helplessly as Dex struggled to keep up with the action, and when he shifted his ass a bit too much for the stranger’s liking, the man grabbed Dex’s hips with two massive hands. Hammer was hardly interested in the guy, but seeing him with Dex, inside Dex, made heat throb in his dick.

The boy’s wet mouth felt like fucking heaven, and Hammer pulled him up to look into the hazy eyes watching him from the sweaty, flushed features while his dick was still halfway in.

“Now breathe when you can and think of how it’ll please me,” he said before pushing Dex all the way down, until the upturned nose sank into Hammer’s pubes.

The heavenly throat twitched around Hammer as Dex choked, and the stranger grunted in pleasure when the kid’s body tensed in response to the sudden lack of air.

“Go on, use the dirty bitch,” Hammer said, briefly meeting the other man’s eyes as he let Dex come up for breath.

He pulled him off his dick to see all that saliva dripping from the open mouth and impatient tongue. What. A. Sight. He was fucking demolished. If Hammer had a pen at hand, he would have written cockslut on Dex’s forehead.

The stranger grinned, looking down at where his dick drilled into Dex’s ass, hips slapping against buttocks. “Nice and tight,” he grunted, driving his cock in time after time, red in the face and happy to get some use out of Hammer’s property.

“He won’t be by the end of this night,” Hammer said as words came together in his head in a way they usually only did when he fantasized about violence.

Cum soothed all the scratch marks and bruises covering the young body, but the boy still wanted more and rolled to his back, holding open the gaping hole covered with all the loads it had taken tonight. His fingers dug into flesh as chocolate brown eyes invited Hammer with their sweetness. “More, more, I need more,” whispered the damp lips.

Yeah, that was how Hammer wanted this night to end.

Dex’s moans became loud and needy, and he closed his eyes, but Hammer was out of patience. His balls throbbed with the need for release, and if he came soon, he could always get it up again later.


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