Master Kai Novels & Stories

One moment, he is enjoying a good fuck from an Alpha, and the next moment—here he is, trying his best not to skin himself alive. There are voices inside his head that are way louder than his own voice. Those voices keep on reminding him that he is an Omega—just an Omega. The lowest of the lowest. The ‘thing’ who’s only goal in life is to be played by those fucking Alphas. A nothing. A sudden crawl of goosebumps invaded his whole body. He can literally feel how hard his heart is hammering inside his chest. He called Cross ‘master’. Master. He looks at his reflection once again and laughs hysterically.

Kai was already a wreck. Sweat glistened on his muscled chest. His cock was deep purple, painfully hard inside the rippling milking sleeve. The cock ring at the base kept him trapped on the edge, preventing any release. The vibrating nipple tendrils continued their rhythmic suction and shocks, making his nipples swollen and hypersensitive. The two thick anal tendrils pulsed inside him, stretching his ass while pressing mercilessly against his prostate. He could barely form words. “Mistress… please… I can’t hold it… they’re too much…”

Frowning, I pulled on a light silk robe over my nightgown and padded barefoot out of the bedroom, down the grand hallway. As I approached the kitchen, a rich, mouthwatering aroma reached me—fresh espresso, melting butter, and toasted brioche. I stepped into the doorway and froze. Standing in front of the massive marble stove, wearing nothing but a pair of dark trousers and a plain black t-shirt, was Kai. His dark hair was slightly messy, his sleeves pushed up, and he was currently flipping pancakes in a pan with surprisingly practiced ease. I stared at him in complete disbelief. Kai Valentino? In a kitchen? Cooking?

Or at least, a very convincing imitation of him. Kai was awake, sitting at the kitchen island. He was wearing Adrian’s white t-shirt, his hair a wild halo of curls. He was drinking juice straight from the carton. "Morning, Master," Kai said, his voice husky with sleep. He smiled—a genuine, warm smile that reached his eyes. "You're up early. Even for a robot." Adrian didn't smile back. He didn't even look at Kai’s face. He walked to his desk and opened his laptop.

Bad publicity could be good publicity but my career would be plunged to the depths of this got out. "I can't Katherine. I cannot lose Nik." I fired back. "I cannot end up a one-hit star. You of all people should know that Katherine. Your career blossomed when you were dating that billionaire vlogger. When he dumped you, you were left fending for scraps with amateurs in the industry. I'm sorry I sound so insensitive right now but I don't want that kind of future for myself."

“My...” Master Howton’s fists were trembling with anger and his body was shaking uncontrollably like a Parkinson’s patient as he clenched his teeth and said, “My name is Caden Howton. Everyone in North America addresses me respectfully as Master Howton!” Charlie curled his lips, looked him up and down, then asked, “They refer to you as Master Howton?” Caden clenched his teeth and said, “That’s right! I’m Master Howton!” Charlie curled his lips and said, “Oh, everyone refers to me as Master Wade, but if you’re Master Howton, do you believe that you’re more powerful than me, then?”

Kai was splashing cold water on his face in an attempt to compose himself. While they walked, Kai was leading the way, maintaining a slight distance so that he is in front, not because he wanted to silently show who among the two of them will be in charge, but because he didn't want Meg to see his hard-on stretching his shorts. The arousal was maddening. From a young age, every member of the Midnight Guardians pack learns meditation and various breathing techniques in order to control their lustful nature, and Kai was one of the best in managing his urges.

"Kofi, stop being so aggressive. You are showing your teeth in the master's den." Kofi ignores her, stepping toward the wheelchair by the window and bowing his head low. "Greetings, Master Kael. I am honored to finally stand in your presence." Kael Adebayo doesn't even shift his weight. He stares out at the dark treeline of his territory, his presence massive and suffocating, radiating an absolute hatred for noise and uninvited guests. He hasn't even been down to feed with the pack in months. He cuts his golden eyes toward the couple, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "What are you doing in my quarters?"

Master Kai looks frustratedly at Lolita as he reiterates, "this tournament would take place at Dark-Dawn Avenue, and I have never seen any human who wouldn't die to go there!" He notices a slight change in Lolita's expression and sees it as a cue to continue. Had he not been watching her like a hawk, he wouldn't have noticed the slight and almost imperceptible crack in her cold expression. He then adds enthusiastically, "Professor Mason even assured me that he would ensure you miss out on nothing while on this journey. He would also be coming along on this journey, so you have nothing to lose, if you ask me." Master Kai was expe

He looked offended and confused at the same time when Zachary’s men were laughing at him. He didn’t understand why they were so calm about this. His boss got that that young master’s red card and Zachary Dawson was not supposed to be this calm. Not to mention he seemed to bring only ten of his men. “You ugly bastard! Who you are talking to our young master like that?!” They snapped at him, made him almost flinched. He was not supposed to be scared but that man they called young master Dawson stood so tall and mighty in the middle really bring out the different dark aura.