Supreme Kai Novels & Stories

He felt small. Kai broke the kiss and stepped back. He pulled his hoodie off, tossing it onto the sofa. He wasn't wearing a shirt underneath. His torso was a landscape of muscle and ink, scars and veins. He looked like a weapon. "Sit down," Kai said, pointing at the floor. Leo sat. He folded his legs underneath him, looking up. Kai stood in front of him. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his sweatpants and pushed them down. He wasn't wearing underwear. His cock sprang free, thick and heavy, already half-hard.

- Segun “We love you from Africa Kai.” - Lethabo “Sending love all the way from Trinidad.” - Marisol_BigB🍑🍑ba “Now, that’s my friend living the life. Go babyyyy.” - Mia “Sir, I am an upcoming artist, I also trade crypto sometimes but I have not been profitable. Please take me under your wing sir.” - DD Xchange “You need another girlfriend? I am single.😩 Check out my page Kai, you will love what you see @dreal_kai_lennox.” - Dirty Alina

“Kai has waited a long time for you, Caterina, and now that he’s found you I think he will be an even fiercer Alpha and Pakhan than before. He’s been through more battles and wars than anyone, some that are even still ongoing. If anything had to happen to you he would truly turn into the Volkov Beast that lies within him. So if I can give you a piece of advice, it is not to trust anyone but the pack.” As desperate as his words were, I could tell that sincerity lay behind it. Kai is 35 years old and spent most of his life without a mate. No wonder he resorted to breaching enemy territory to get to me. “But I am not a part of the pack yet,” I say and nod at Nikolai’s words and he offers me a s

“Grandfather, why didn’t you tell me sooner?” “Kai—” But I was already walking away, buzzing with something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Hope. I am Kai. Young master of the Saito clan. Twenty-one years old. People always say I have everything: the name, the height, the face that turns heads without trying. But I carried a secret that quietly broke me. I had tried dating. I had tried everything. But no matter how beautiful the girl was, no matter how close we got to fucking each other… my cock refused to respond. It shut down at the moment that mattered most.

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

~Jada We call him our God. Because we have no other choice. Who else could he be to us? Our leader. Our Alpha. None are comparable to such a strong word. Kael is a strong person. That I know of. I’ve never been particularly fond of him. Perhaps I’ve never met him, but his regime fits soundly to who he is. I haven’t attended boarding school for eighteen years to come to any other conclusion. It’s intriguing to see how adeptly he paves our lives our for us, without knowing of our existence. That’s a level of power many would strive for.

Kai nodded while flinging back his head on Dominic’s well sculpted, muscular shoulder. “Words pup,” Dominic demanded as he got even more aggressive, causing me to almost choke on Kai’s monster length in return. “Daddy, I want to c*m,” Kai bleated. “May I ?” he softly asked. His pleas sounding so sweet and musical to my ears. God, he was so cute when he was spaced out in submissive mode, just as dangerously hot as he was in dom mode.

He grabbed a towel then entered the bathroom to take a shower. Kai sighed. At least he tried today. He proceeded to change into a three piece suit. Their uniform as bodyguards. Kai is almost as tall as Seiji but lean with dark brown hair and small dark eyes. He is Seiji's senior and also partner. They're always paired up for missions except when given individual assignments. They met at the Thunder training academy five years ago.

A breath he hadn't known he was holding until he let it go. "It feels like it's saying hello," I continued. "Like it knows I'm here. Like it's reminding me that it's real." He was quiet for a long moment. Then his hand came up. Slow. Careful. The kind of movement that asked permission before it took anything. "Can I—" He stopped. Swallowed. "Can I feel it?" I looked at him. Kai Blackwood. Alpha of the most powerful pack in North America. Heir to the throne of all shifter kind. A man who commanded armies, who made councils tremble, who had walked into rooms full of his enemies and never once shown fear.

God, please! Kaida was a lion— wild, ruthless, and savagely brutal. Never bluffing, only charged with ire, and tore through barricades to make a point. Kai? A king Cobra— quietly lethal, handsy with weapons, and a calculated killer. Patient to the bone, but when he struck, the mountains crumbled. Back in our honeymoon, some armed goons had tried to steal from me, and Kai lodged a pen in a man's throat in self-defense.