Reclaiming Quinn - Parker Williams Page 0,88
and the love that flowed from him made Quinn want. He wanted to be buried to the root in Deke’s mouth. To know how it felt when someone he… loved gave him pleasure. Deke lifted the head to his mouth and gave it a lick. Quinn moaned.
“Oh Goddess. You’re so fucking good. I thought your smell was enough to drive me wild, but your taste? Holy hotness, Batman.”
Quinn chuckled, and the tension in him began to bleed out. He was with Deke. Ryker and Kristopher were dead and their corpses burned and buried in a field somewhere. Quinn was free, and he was damn well going to make the most of it.
“Suck me,” he rasped.
“Now you’re talking!” Deke growled a moment before he swallowed Quinn down. Once in that heat, Quinn’s dick responded, filling up, engorging in a way it never had before. He gave a small thrust, then froze. Deke pulled back.
“What’s wrong?”
Images of all the times they’d hurt Quinn, done things to him, played in his head. He recalled the white-hot pain, the wish he would die. He didn’t want to hurt Deke.
As if he knew what Quinn was feeling, which of course he did, Deke said, “You won’t hurt me. How about this? You do what you want, and if I have problems, I’ll tap your leg and you can stop. This is about pleasure, Quinn. Yours and mine. What I’m doing to you? It’s what I’ve always wanted to do. Please, let go of every bad memory. They’ll be there to deal with another day. For now, let me show you one of the many ways you can love someone.”
Quinn gave a sharp nod, and Deke went back to what he was doing. Oh Goddess, it felt so damned amazing. Quinn decided to take Deke at his word, and wrapped his hands around Deke’s head and pushed his cock deeper into that amazing warmth. When Deke brought his tongue into play, Quinn went nuts. He rutted against Deke’s face, pushing his cock all the way into Deke’s throat. Deke opened wide, and Quinn slid into the tightness with a barely suppressed gasp.
“Deke, I—”
Quinn’s balls ached, and his sac tightened. Deke wrapped his fingers around them and slid a nail over the sensitive skin. That was all it took for spurt after spurt to shoot from Quinn’s cock and into Deke’s mouth. There wasn’t any hesitation on Deke’s part as he swallowed everything Quinn gave him, and all the while Quinn whispered Deke’s name. When he was spent, Quinn drew back and peered into Deke’s eyes. He gasped.
“What do you see, Quinn? What’s there looking back at you?”
It wasn’t anger or pain or anything else. It was… “Love.”
“Yes, exactly. I love you so much, I’m surprised my heart can hold it all. This is what I was saying. There’s a huge difference between what we’ve started and what they did to you.”
A huge weight had lifted off Quinn’s shoulders as he pondered Deke’s… wait. “Started?”
A sly grin slipped into place as Deke reached down and stroked Quinn’s cock. “You’re young. You’re a wolf. It won’t be long before you can go again. And this time, I want you to make me yours completely.”
After the orgasm he’d had, Quinn was certain he’d never get hard again, but here he was, his shaft reacting to Deke’s touch.
“Deke, I—”
“We can wait if you want, but for what it’s worth, I think you’re ready.”
Though he tried to think of a reason to say no, Quinn had to admit he wanted to do this with Deke. To see his face when Quinn entered him, to find out if it could truly be pleasurable. Deke had said it could, and Quinn trusted him.
“I want to,” Quinn whispered in Deke’s ear. “I want you to be mine, just like I want to be yours.” He nibbled his lip, trying to think of the best way to say what was on his mind. “No one ever cared if they hurt me, but I won’t do that to you. I need you to tell me how to make it good for you.”
Deke reached up and stroked Quinn’s cheek. “And that’s the difference between you and them. You care, you’re good, you love.” He took Quinn’s hand in his. “Explore my body, learn what feels good for you and for me. Don’t be afraid, okay? Whatever happens, I’m always going to be here with you.”
A deep breath and Quinn nodded. Deke slid down on the bed. Quinn