Reclaiming Quinn - Parker Williams Page 0,89

bent over and sniffed Deke’s neck, allowing the rich, dark scent to wash over him.

“You smell like the woods at night,” he whispered. “It’s my favorite smell in the whole world.”

“Before you enjoyed licking and nibbling. Can you do that again?”

In answer, Quinn licked a strip of Deke’s skin, letting the flavor slide over his tongue. He gently nibbled the area where his tongue had been a moment before, and Deke turned his head, arching it to give Quinn more room.

“Yes, like that. It feels so good.”

The knowledge he could give Deke pleasure resonated within Quinn, and it made him feel powerful. He reached up and ran a hand over Deke’s chest, noting the moan when he brushed over Deke’s nipples. Maybe if he touched them…. He took one of the buds between his thumb and forefinger and gave it a squeeze.

“Oh, Quinn…,” Deke moaned. “Don’t stop. Please.”

No, Quinn wouldn’t stop. Everything they were doing felt right and good and decent. Feeling a bit daring, Quinn bent over and took the nub in his mouth. He chewed gently, which caused Deke to thrash on the bed.

“Quinn!”

Right now, Quinn didn’t care if anyone heard them. No, that wasn’t right. He wanted them to hear. To know that he was capable of giving pleasure to his mate, that he wasn’t broken beyond repair.

“You’re not, I swear it. You’re the most amazing and incredible person I’ve ever met.”

Quinn looked into Deke’s eyes, and a shudder rippled through him as Gareth’s words came back: I never wanted to be apart.

That was how Quinn felt right now. His whole world revolved around Deke, because it was Deke who’d saved him.

“You saved me too, you know. You freed me to love.”

Quinn threw back his head and howled as the niggling presence in his mind settled in and became a part of him. It was Deke, and he and Quinn were now one, just as Mother had said. He could see in Deke’s mind what he needed to do, so Quinn yanked off the towel and tossed it aside. Once Deke lay there in all his glorious nakedness, Quinn reached for the lube and spread some on his fingers. He slid one into Deke, amazed at how hot and tight he was. Deke no longer had to tell him if something was right, because the whole thing was laid out in Quinn’s mind.

So this is what it’s like to be mated, to have someone be part of you.

Waves of pleasure rolled off Deke, and it spurred Quinn on. One finger became two, then three. Quinn could feel every time Deke tensed, then when his muscles relaxed against the intrusion and Deke’s mind enjoyed it. While he speared Deke with his fingers, Quinn licked the head of his cock, suckling on it gently. He could tell the sensory overload was shocking to Deke, but it certainly wasn’t unpleasant.

“I’m ready, Quinn. Let’s do this.”

Deke rolled onto his side, and Quinn took a spot behind him. He could sense Deke’s excitement and also a bit of fear. That wouldn’t do at all.

“We don’t have to, you know.”

Deke chuckled. “I want to, believe me. It’s just… you’re the only person who’s ever done this to me, and I want it to be as good for you as it is for me.”

“It has to be,” Quinn replied. “Because it’s you.”

Quinn put the head of his cock to Deke’s hole. Even from outside he could feel the heat and couldn’t wait to be buried balls-deep inside his mate. He gave a gentle push and gasped as Deke’s channel opened to accept him, then slammed shut around him. It was hot, tight, and slick. Absolutely perfect. He continued to push in until Deke had taken all of Quinn.

“Yessssss,” Deke hissed. “I fucking love you so much.”

If it wasn’t for the fact Quinn had come a short time ago, he would have already spurted his load. Never did he think sex could be like this.

“It gets better,” Deke promised, reaching back to stroke Quinn’s flank. “We become accustomed to each other’s bodies, note the reactions, learn how to bring pleasure from everything we do.”

Thoughts flashed through Quinn’s head of Deke doing this to him. He was stunned that it didn’t scare him but actually made him harder.

“It’s all about love and trust,” Deke whispered; then he grinned. “Now fuck me!”

Permission given, Quinn moved, drawing out slowly, then pushing back in. Deke’s pleasure crested, and Quinn rode it along.

“More, Quinn.”

He thrust in a little harder, which