Parts of Us (The Game #14) Read Online Cara Dee

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance, Taboo Tags Authors: Series: The Game Series by Cara Dee
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Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 138844 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 694(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
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Lucian looked up, then nodded. “To prove a point, I heard. Both he and Greer decided to go full-on ’70s porn kings after they tortured Corey and Kit in the watersports room.”

I side-eyed him and broke off another piece of bread. “I hope you’re not thinking of following.”

“Christ no. I learned my lesson after the goatee debacle.”

Thank fuck. Lucian was the sexiest clean-shaven or with a bit of stubble, like right now.

“…and in third place, we have Gretchen who collected nine eggs!” Walker declared.

I had my hands full of food, so I couldn’t applaud. “Attagirl, Gretchen!” I hollered. Then I promptly crammed the cheese and two crackers into my mouth.

The applause from the brats was…lukewarm, at best. Possibly because they didn’t see the triumph in winning this particular game. And that was why it was so entertaining for the rest of us, because the Tops sure showed their pride.

Gretchen faked a smile and accepted a small bunny statue. Her two play partners were happy with the marks they’d left on her.

“Noa was close with his eight eggs,” Lucian noted. “He’s so good, our boy.”

Absolutely.

Reese was next. “In second place, with eleven eggs—congratulations, Shay!”

I stuck the bread into my mouth and applauded.

“Yeah, I don’t feel like a winner, Daddy,” Shay drawled and collected his statue.

“Well, that’s good, ’cause you’re the first runner-up,” Reese corrected.

I laughed.

Lucian chuckled and shook his head.

We were looking forward to a branding video from the Tenley triad in the near future.

Noticing Lucian had some chicken glaze at the corner of his mouth, I grabbed a napkin and wiped away the spot.

He sent me a sideways smile, then leaned in and kissed my cheek. “Such a Daddy.”

I hummed and returned to my food. This Daddy was a bit worried about Noa, and fussing over the others provided a decent distraction. But my mind wandered back to our little one often enough. Maybe I should cancel tonight. Then again, Noa might get upset. He loved seeing me with other Tops.

Macklin had already come over twice to ask if I had an update. He was worried I was going to cancel.

It was up to Noa. The fact that he’d been asleep for over two hours meant he’d really needed the rest. He usually only napped for half an hour or so.

“And in first place!” Colt broke through our little bubble with his booming mustache voice. “Two little boys gathered a whopping fourteen eggs each! Corey and Mateo!”

“Thank you, thank you, I have regrets!” Corey responded.

“Me too!” Mateo chimed in.

Why the regrets? Today had been a delight, pain-wise. Granted, most of the fun would appear as videos online, and I thought that was even better. We needed more video content online, because Noa and I enjoyed watching together.

Speak of the devil; I heard his cute whine coming from inside just then.

“Daddyyyyy! I could eat a horse cock!”

All right.

“Do we have any horse cock?” I asked, making a show of scanning the table. Cam burst out in giggles and Lucian chuckled, so mission accomplished. I leaned toward the doorway. “Looks like we’re out of horse cock, little love! We have chicken skewers and Cam’s zucchini bread!”

“I don’t think he’s seen his stuffie yet,” Lucian mused. “I put it right on the nightstand.”

I agreed⁠—

“Oh my gosh! There’s a chipmunk Squishmallow here!” Noa shouted.

Lucian and I exchanged a grin. “Now he’s seen it.”

A beat later, we heard the stepladder creak as Noa came downstairs.

I bit a piece of chicken off a skewer and licked the glaze off my thumb, then reached for another couple slices of smoked cheddar. Grapes, grilled peppers… I could stop eating whenever I wanted to.

Lucian was busy feeding Cam. “How are your knees, love?”

“Perfectly cushioned by my Squish,” Cam replied with a smile. “You asked me twenty minutes ago, Master.”

I chuckled under my breath. “Next time you think Master’s too fussy, ask him how his bowel movements are or if he’s taking his meds.”

Lucian shot me a look. “Thank you, that’s very helpful, KC.”

“I know, baby.” I smacked a kiss to his lips.

“Damn brats I’m living with,” he muttered to himself.

“I don’t think you’re too fussy, Owner.” Cam decided to kiss ass and prepared Lucian’s next cracker. “You’re just sweet and thoughtful.”

God. Laying it on a bit thick there, boy.

Lucian gobbled it all up, both the cracker and the ass-kissing.

Thank goodness for Noa storming up with his giant chipmunk stuffie.

“Is this for me?” he demanded, out of breath. “Please say yes! It’s so perfect and cute and awesome and squishy!”

Our boy was back. He was in his Little space, where he belonged. The light had returned to his eyes, as opposed to before his nap when he’d looked so down.

“Of course it’s for you,” I said. “Uncle Lucian saw it online and sent Cam out to get it for you.”

“Because I’m his chipmunk!” Noa beamed and squeezed by to sit between Lucian and me. “Thank you so much! I love him!”



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