Master Kai Novels & Stories

Forever. His name is Kayden. But that's not what I call him. I'm not allowed. For me he is Master. A god to wroship. He’s tall and muscular. His skin is pale and smooth. His eyes are a piercing blue. Sometimes, when he looks at me, I feel like I’m nothing but air. Like I could disappear and he wouldn’t even notice. But then there are other times. When he touches me. When he fucks me. Those are the moments when I feel most alive. Most wanted. Most needed.

I needed to feel like the Critic again, not the woman who had almost come apart on a piano bench. The door to the master bedroom opened. Kai walked out, and the room seemed to shrink. He was already dressed for the press conference in a bespoke navy suit that fit him like a second skin. His hair was pushed back, but a few rebellious strands fell over his forehead, giving him that "tortured genius" look that drove the public mad. He didn't look at me. He walked straight to the sideboard, his movements tight and controlled. The stitches on his hand were hidden beneath a crisp white cuff, but I knew they were there. I felt the phantom sting of them in my own palm.

"Theo—uh, I mean, Master Theo.—should still be in class. Would you like me to call him?" But Lucas didn’t look like he was here to chat. He cut straight to the point. "Actually, I need to know—where are the classes for Kai and Kaia Kane?" The principal blinked in surprise. "Kai Kane?" He thought he’d misheard but quickly pulled himself together. "Right, um, he should be in Class A." Turning, the principal called over one of the teachers for confirmation. "Ms. Sara, isn’t Kai kane that sharp little boy who’s especially good with computers?"

Although she had never admitted it herself, she knew how great her master was and had full confidence in her own capabilities. She did not know what kind of poison it was, but she did not believe that there was someone who was better than her other than her own master. Kayson now understood what Campian wanted to tell him. It seemed to him that the pharmacist on their team felt that her prestige was being challenged. Kayson took a step forward and said, “I’m Kayson.” Naomi looked at him and frowned. “You're Kayson? Who is your master?” Kayson said, “My master is just a normal man who likes to travel across the world.”

Max awkwardly laughed. If he could reverse time, he would never want to meet Kaze. He hated the bane of his life. “Master Lee, I didn’t mean it…” Max forced a bitter smile on his face. Kingston was stunned. “Max, what did you call him?” Master Lee? Max called the useless guy Master Lee?! Not only Kingston, but even the shoppers thought they misheard Max. Max was Zel’s representative, so how could he call Kaze Master Lee? Max ignored Kingston. He was terrified. He looked at Kaze with a hint of pleading.

This is the ninth year Dante and I have honored the Month of No Masters. The Corinni family's heir apparent believes this will make our relationship last longer. For one month after our dating anniversary each year, he is free, and we stay out of each other's lives. If either of us finds someone more suitable, we are to wish them well. If not, we go back to the way things were after a month. Around me, the men of the family are spraying champagne with abandon.

With that, he brought in more people—Marco and Ven, his friends from the orphanage. Stan had been the last to join, but he had a strong reason for wanting to take down Marchetti Corporation—not just the company, but King himself. At least, that was his initial goal. But after recent events, his thirst for vengeance had shifted toward King’s father instead. He would take any opportunity to destroy that man. And now, Kane is their leader. Their master. Their boss. Their frontman in this war. And Stan will do anything to support his master, whom he considers a friend—someone who took him in and gave him a decent life he never thought he could have.

Killian stands in front of me and slowly unzips his pants. His cock springs free — thick, hard, the head already glistening with a bead of pre-cum. He's big. Bigger than anyone I've ever been with. The sight of him makes my mouth water and my throat tighten with nerves at the same time. "Call me Master," he orders. "Yes, Master," I whisper, my voice trembling. He grabs the leash and my hair, tilting my head back. “Three weeks you’ve been touching that filthy little cunt to the sound of me through the wall. Now you’re going to show Master what that desperate mouth can do.”

I don’t doubt it will only get better. I learnt today that Kael is a very spontaneous person we he wants to be. When he says he wants to do something, that typically means he’s going to do it. However, that doesn’t mean I wasn’t surprised when he approached me a day later telling me he is taking me to the Passion Pack, where he has found a place for us to say.

"Please... A man?" "Yes. Look at your alpha, not at me." Karen turned her eyes to Kai. "He's my master," She said softly. "You're learning." Kai said, his voice warm. "Good girl." "Oh my goodness." Nicolas groaned. "Let's get started already." "What's the rush for Nick?" Kai asked, an arrogant smirk on his face. "Calm down, you're a teacher now." Nicolas glared at Kai. Something that no one else could do and walk away freely. "Princess, undo your master's belt."