The Game Series, #4 [Standalone.]
I have the best boyfriend in the whole world, but there’s one thing I won’t tell him. It’s that I don’t believe in absolute happiness anymore. Not with the cards we’ve been dealt. I mean, come on! Why do we fall for people who don’t want us back? While he’s been pining after Lucian, one of the Masters in his kink community, I’m the lovesick monster-puppy Little who can’t forget my former stepdad KC. Or the kinky porn I once found on his computer…but that’s beside the point!
It’s complicated, to be honest. I try not to think about it. I have Cameron, and I love him so damn much. Why can’t we try to make it on our own? Why does he want us to find a Top that’s just ours? It won’t work. Our stupid hearts refuse to move on.
What’s even stupider is that Cameron insists we seek out a Dom for our relationship in the very kink community where we can find both KC and Lucian.
Ohhh crap. I think he’s got a plan.
The Game Series is a BDSM series where romance meets the reality of kink. Sometimes we fall for someone we don’t match with, sometimes vanilla business gets in the way of kinky pleasure, and sometimes we have to compromise and push ourselves to overcome trauma and insecurities. No matter what, two things are certain. This is not a perfect world, and life never turns out the way you planned.
Series: The Game Series #4 (Standalone)
Genre: Gay Romance/BDSM Romance/Daddykink Romance
Tags: #TheGameSeriesByCaraDee #WelcomeToTheFunhouse #MMMMRomance #ObjectifyMeDaddy #HowToShutUpAMaster #LightSadistsShitRightUp #ThereWillBeClowns
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I couldn’t go up there, could I?
I squinted for the sun and peered up at the pale-green–painted trendy restaurant, all three stories of it, including the rooftop terrace. It was one of those restaurants that used to be an apartment building, so you had a bunch of smaller dining areas inside.
I chewed on the inside of my cheek and wondered how the hell I hadn’t connected the dots sooner.
Fuck, it was hot. I ran a hand through my hair and looked around me. The restaurant was right on the corner of a busy intersection, and the sleepy locals on their way to brunch were sharing the sidewalk with tourists.
Maybe I should text him and call it off…
“Excuse me, are you going to the munch?”
I cocked my head to the guy to my left. He was about my age, I estimated. “What if I didn’t know what a munch was?”
He grinned, and it was hot. Hot and cute. “I would’ve said never mind and hightailed it out of here,” he replied. “But I’ve been around long enough to spot someone too nervous to join an event.”
Oh. I wasn’t nervous to join an event. My very first munch, I’d been the first to arrive.
I scratched my head. “I’m stalling because I’m pretty sure I’m barging into someone else’s territory,” I admitted. “My mom’s ex-husband is kinky too.”
The guy made a yikes-face, and I felt the need to elaborate.
“I check his Instagram sometimes, and if he posts four pictures every month, one is from this place,” I explained. “Usually with a caption like ‘Luke is teaching me to post foodporn, whatever that is’ and ‘Macklin’s eggs Benedict are a bit of a religious experience.’”
I could tell I’d mentioned names the guy recognized. I was right. This was the munch of KC’s kink community. Motherfucker. I’d seen eight pictures from this place on KC’s dusty Instagram—or parts of the place. Mostly from the rooftop terrace. Maybe that was where they hosted the munch.
“You know them, don’t you?” I pressed.
The guy smiled uncertainly and shrugged slightly. “We take integrity seriously, but…”
Yeah.
“Who’s your mother’s ex-husband?”
“KC Hayles.”
He nodded once. He’d heard that name too. Then he eyed someone else, or two someones, coming up the sidewalk. They were twins. Hot-as-shit set of twins in their forties.
One of them smirked upon seeing the guy I’d been talking to. “You hidin’, Cameron?”
I observed the guy’s reaction. Cameron. A crooked grin full of mischief lit up his face. He was really fucking cute, and I didn’t usually feel attraction toward men my age. He was a bit taller than me but not much. Blue eyes.
“Does that sound like something I would do, Sir?” Cameron countered.
Definitely a submissive.
One of the twins chuckled and ruffled Cameron’s shaggy, dirty-blond hair. “See you upstairs, boy.” He spared me the quickest of glances, lifted his brow a little, maybe in curiosity, before he and his brother took the steps up to the restaurant.
Cameron turned back to me. “It’s possible you’ve stumbled upon your stepdad’s community.”
I figured. “I’ll just reschedule with the guy I was gonna meet. Thanks for letting me know.”
It wasn’t too important I met him today anyway. It was only a bite to eat to see if I was compatible to play with him and his boyfriend.
Cameron cleared his throat. “Hey, wait. If you know KC… Does that mean you know Lucian too?”
That would be a stretch. “I’ve met him a few times, sure. I wouldn’t say I know him, though.” I’d had my suspicions about Lucian—that he was kinky too. It wasn’t a surprise whatsoever to have it confirmed. He was big-time Master material. “Why? Are you together or something?”
Cameron snorted. “I wish. No, he’s with some dude who’s manipulating him like fucking whoa, and Lucian won’t see it.”
I frowned. That didn’t compute with my impression of Lucian.
“Anyway,” Cameron went on. “Here’s a crazy idea. You wanna get out of here and grab a burger or something? Your plan fell through, and I can think of better things to do than watch Lucian and his little troll.”
I stood straighter instantly. This guy wanted to hang out? Fuck yes! I could use a new friend.
“Absolutely,” I said, sticking out my hand. “I’m Noa.”
Cameron smiled, visibly relieved. “Cameron.”
Ok, I’m calling it. Cara Dee is the undeniable Queen of Kink.
I only discovered her books a year or so ago and since then I devour them. Her characters have depth, they are unapologetic in their kink and if they don’t know who they are and what they want or need in the beginning, they sure will by the end.
The beginning was a little unconventional as it has 3 prologues. One from three years ago, from 18 months ago and one year ago. These set up the relationship KC and Noa started with and what has happened since.
We start off in present day with Noa and Cameron meeting each other outside of a restaurant they were both set to go to for a munch. Instead, they hang out together and find romance and love with each other. But both are submissives- very different kinds of submissives- but still. As much as they loved each other, they needed more. Which means they came as a package because they weren’t willing to give each other up.
Noa can’t forget KC, his former step father who has hasn’t seen in three years. And Cameron is smitten with KC’s best friend Lucian, even though when Lucian had previously suggested they play together Cameron said no. Not because he didn’t want to, but because he wanted to play AND have a relationship with Lucian.
The boys devise a plan to go to the community’s compound and come face to face with both men. It was sketchy at first, but their plan seemed to work.
Now we get to see these four men navigate what their relationships will look like. With each other and as a whole. KC and Lucian were already best friends and play buddies. Cameron and Noa were in love and boyfriends. KC and Noa were Daddy and Little. Lucian and Cameron were Master and slave. It could have gotten awkward with Cameron and KC as well as Noa and Lucian. But they story is so well written that they just come together naturally.
Most of it is all set at the McLean compound, which if you have read previous books in this series you are well aware of. But it is a big Victorian house set up for kink play with rooms that you can reserve to stay over night. The founders of the group each have cabins within sight of the house for privacy.
The kink scenes are written just so well. And we got kink that we don’t see a lot in books. Sounding, needle play, fear… All of them were just so incredibly hot! They also like to set elaborate games up for Doms and subs to play together and this one is a biggie!
The games are meant to test limits with the subs, but also to have fun. The subs ended up having a surprise for the Doms (or D types as they say which is amazing) and it was fantastic.
But then…the book was over. The games were set to be played over two days, but we got only one. And then there was an epilogue. I need more! It was finished but it felt a bit unfinished. Who won the game? WHAT did they win? Did Noa ever talk to his mother? How did that go? I HAVE QUESTIONS!
Sigh.
I know there will be more but I really hope that these 4 guys get another book to themselves and their story isn’t over.
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I’m often awkwardly silent or, if the topic interests me, a chronic rambler. In other words, I can discuss writing forever and ever. Fiction, in particular. The love story—while a huge draw and constantly present—is secondary for me, because there’s so much more to writing romance fiction than just making two (or more) people fall in love and have hot sex.
There’s a world to build, characters to develop, interests to create, and a topic or two to research thoroughly.
Every book is a challenge for me, an opportunity to learn something new, and a puzzle to piece together. I want my characters to come to life, and the only way I know to do that is to give them substance—passions, history, goals, quirks, and strong opinions—and to let them evolve.
I want my men and women to be relatable. That means allowing room for everyday problems and, for lack of a better word, flaws. My characters will never be perfect.
Wait…this was supposed to be about me, not my writing.
I’m a writey person who loves to write. Always wanderlusting, twitterpating, kinking, cooking, baking, and geeking. There’s time for hockey and family, too. But mostly, I just love to write.
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