Chapter Seventeen
Bryan slept for hours, curled around Deke, the dreams of flying and swimming and soaring filling his brain. Deke was in all of them, never parted from him, buoying him and carrying him toward the sky. He found himself laughing, crying out with joy as they dove down into the waves.
You’ll have that next time we do it. The words were a promise, sliding through him, twining with his dreams.
Deke? He snuggled in closer. Smell good.
Deke’s arms tightened around him. I smell like bacon.
“Bacon?” He liked bacon. A lot.
Deke grunted and squeezed him. “Bryan? How are you making bacon and cuddling with me at the same time?”
“I’m not making bacon.” He was sleeping. Sleeping was safe. He could enjoy the dragon dreams when he was sleeping.
“Huh. I smell bacon, baby.”
“Me, too. Shae has broken into my house again.”
“Is it breaking in if they know where the spare key is and they make you breakfast?” Deke asked, hands starting to slide over his skin.
“Probably not. He’s less an intruder and more a nosy neighbor.”
“We could ignore him. And his bacon.” Deke licked across his lips.
“We could, but it seems weird.”
Deke groaned and gave him a quick, hard kiss. “Okay, baby. Let’s go deal with your interloper. And the bacon.”
“Possibly your brother, hmm?”
“Well, he and Shae do seem to be joined at the damn hip.”
“That’s because I love him, Deke,” Shae’s voice rang out. “How do you two want your eggs?”
“How about with a side of privacy?” Deke suggested, giving Bryan a half smile.
Shae snorted. “Uh-huh. That’s a lot of thanks for a man who cooks bacon for you.”
“I wasn’t entirely serious.” Deke turned to Bryan and made a face before kissing him. “Come on. Let’s go eat and be friendly.”
Bryan nodded and rolled to get up, gasping as the plug shifted inside him. He turned to look at Deke, his eyes wide. He couldn’t go out there with this inside him. Deke tugged him back in, nuzzling his neck, and touched the base of the plug, making him gasp again. Then without fanfare, Deke tugged the plug out.
“There you go, baby.”
Standing quickly, Bryan grabbed his own sweats, then tossed Deke his. Bryan still wasn’t in a place where he could think too hard about all this. Could dead people eat bacon? He sure hoped so because it smelled amazing. They both pulled on their sweats and headed into the kitchen together.
“Good morning. That smells amazing,” Deke admitted.
Shae beamed. “Bacon, eggs, toast. Breakfast of champions.”
Deke scrubbed his face. “You’re a champ, Shae. Thank you. What happened to my brother? He’s not with you?”
“He’s at the grocery store.”
“Ah, supplies. Lots of meat, I presume.” Deke smiled at Bryan. “We’ll eat like kings.”
“We’ll make the next run. This has to be costing a fortune.” Bryan didn’t think it was fair they were eating all of Shae’s food.
“Jake has plenty of money. So do I for that matter.” Deke tugged him close. “Don’t worry about the cost, baby.”
Given how much he really didn’t have in the bank, Bryan wasn’t sure he could be so confident.
Deke cupped his cheeks. “Baby. I don’t want you to worry about anything. Please.”
“I’ve got a little bit of savings.” And where the money was going to come from was possibly the least of his worries.
“We’ll figure it out, I swear. Now let’s eat Shae’s amazing, bacon-filled breakfast.”
“Excellent plan,” Shae agreed. “Come and eat.”
Deke dragged him over to a chair and pushed him into it, then sat close, smiling at him like he was fascinating.
“You two are adorable.” Shae dished it up, and it smelled good. Better than good, even.
“I don’t really do adorable,” Deke noted, giving him a wink and snagging a piece of bacon.
“No?” Bryan could see a little adorable. Maybe.
Deke bared his teeth and growled and yeah, there was definitely some adorable in there.
“Oh, he’s cute. Do you want some coffee, Bryan?” Shae asked.
This time Deke’s growl was louder. Stronger.
Bryan hid his face, ducked his chin. “Love some.”
“Turn you on when I do that?” Deke asked softly.
“Shh.” Like he’d admit to that. Especially when they weren’t alone.
“You know I know that means yes.” Deke grabbed his fork and shoveled in some eggs, grinning like a loon.
Bryan ate a few pieces of bacon, then suddenly he was starving.
Deke watched him while he ate, an indulgent look on his face.
“Sorry. I’m hungry. Like really.” Ravenous.
“I know. Me, too.” Deke reached out and grabbed his hand, squeezed it.
“It’ll pass, Bryan,” Shae told him. “Not totally, but it gets better.”
He looked at Shae. “I’m not sure what my appetite has to do with anything, man.”
“It’s a part of the bonding, baby. And Shae has been through this already. With Jake.”
“It changes you.” Shae smiled, turning his coffee cup, over and over. “It makes things different. He’ll strip you down deeper than you thought you could go.”
Deke wagged his eyebrows at Bryan. “See? You. Me. Deeper.”
He wasn’t sure what that meant. Some of his fantasies were...weird. What if he didn’t want to be stripped deeper?
Deke sighed and grabbed his hand, holding on. “I love you, eh?”
He looked over. “I love you, too. I’m trying to understand.”
“Good. I need you to understand, you know? I want you present and here with me. This bond and the desire between us goes both ways.”
He nodded, although he didn’t know, he didn’t get it.
We’re joined forever, baby. Deke kept eating, chowing down on bacon, gaze burning into him.
Joined forever. That was a lovely thought, one that satisfied him.
Shae put another plate of bacon on the table, and sat with them. “I’m glad it’s you, Bryan. We’re already friends, and now we’re family. In-laws.”
In-laws. Right. What a thought.
“I never thought about it like that. In-laws.” Deke shook his head. “Nope. Seems weird. I mean, I know that’s pretty much what it is. Just weird.”
“I can handle being an in-law, but I’m excited to share this with a friend.” Shae’s cheeks went red. “I guess that makes me ridiculous.”
Deke snorted. “I don’t think any of us are in a place to throw the word ridiculous at each other.”
“No.” And Bryan wouldn’t hurt Shae for the world. “And you came and brought me breakfast.”
“Us breakfast,” Deke corrected, grabbing yet more bacon.
“He really did it for me,” he teased.
Deke stuck his tongue out at Bryan, and Shae cracked up. He started to laugh and felt a deep tension easing inside him. Deke looked at him as if he was doing something amazing.
“What?” He couldn’t quite stop laughing.
“You’re gorgeous.” Deke grabbed a couple more pieces of bacon and another piece of toast, sitting back and munching on them, but still watching him.
He ate more eggs, another piece of bacon, a bite of bread. He’d never eaten so much at breakfast ever. It was like he’d eaten three or four breakfasts.
Deke was still putting it away, too, making short work of the big plateful.
“Good thing you Beteferoce boys have grocery money,” Shae muttered.
“We do. And if all else fails we can go out and bring you home a cow.”
“Moo.”
“Exactly. Me and my brothers, we’re the original cow-tippers.” Deke looked like he was being totally serious.
“Cow-tippers? Seriously? I can’t imagine.” Bryan shook his head.
“It takes a lot of muscle to knock an entire cow over,” Deke informed him. “Those things are heavy.”
Shae was cracking up hard.
“I may have to bury him in the backyard, huh, Shae?” he asked.
“You can’t bury me, baby. It’s not possible.”
“Maybe your other lovers haven’t tried hard enough.”
Deke laughed for him, and Shae was going to expire if he didn’t draw in a breath in between all that laughter.
The door from the deck opened up as they were laughing, and Jake sauntered in. “What’s so funny?”
That made them laugh harder.
Jake came and sat, snagging bacon. “Sure. Keep laughing and don’t tell me.”
“I don’t know that we know why we’re laughing anymore, honey,” Shae said, and Jake nodded like that made sense.
“Someone was trying to bury me, I believe,” Deke noted.
“Is that even possible?” Jake asked.
“Exactly!” Deke exclaimed.
Bryan and Shae cracked up again, rolling with it.
Deke looked at Jake and shrugged. “Humans.”
“Seriously?” Bryan asked Shae. “Did he just say that?”
Now Jake and Deke were the ones laughing.
He wasn’t sure what the world was coming to, but he felt...better. Like he might figure the world out someday. Maybe.
The laughter finally faded and Deke reached for his hand, twisting their fingers together.
“You guys have any questions before Shae and I make our exit?” Jake asked.
“I’m not sure Bryan wants to ask me questions yet, love. I think he might need Deke’s, uh, input? Attention?”
“Attention. That’s one way of putting it.” Deke’s heated gaze met his.
“Ah. Have fun. I brought groceries. Here.” Jake waved at the fridge.
Deke punched Jake in the arm. “Thanks, butthead.”
“You’re welcome, asshole. You want a manual on how to give your bonded attention?”
“I know the first line is keep your brothers out of the fucking house.” Deke rolled his eyes and made shooing motions.
“I think the first thing is settle on a safeword,” Jake noted.
“He’s got one, now go!”
Bryan stood, cheeks hot, and started shoving groceries in the fridge.
Deke growled. “Go already. You’ve embarrassed him now.” Deke wrapped around him from behind. “They’re going, baby.”
“I’m fine. They were only playing.” He knew that. Still...he didn’t know which was worse, the manual comment or the safeword one. Nobody had to know about that. Nobody.
“Yeah, but they embarrassed you and that gets me growly.” Deke stroked his belly.
The touch made his eyelids go heavy, made him moan, deep in his chest. Deke hummed, and tugged up his T-shirt so the next touches found his bare skin. His embarrassment faded. This seemed so much more important, more real.
“I want you to come back to bed, Bryan.”
“You still sleepy?”
“No, baby. I’m not in the least bit sleepy.”
He had to smile, had to. “No? You want to watch a movie?”
Deke’s returning grin was wicked. “How about we make a film ourselves? A porno.”
“Boom chicka wow-wow!”
Deke nearly choked on his laughter, his lover dragging him into the bedroom. “We’re going to do all the kinky things. I’m not even worried about plot, only about loving you.”
“They have plots?”
Deke cackled. “Well, they pretend they do, don’t they? We’re not going to pretend.” Deke’s mouth closed over his, his lover bending him backward as the kiss went on. There was something different about Deke now, something weirdly settled, like he’d made some decisions about his life.
One big hand landed on his ass, Deke tugging him in closer, like he was trying to merge them into one.
“Hey.” Bryan moaned and pressed their lips together.
“Hey.” Deke picked him up like he weighed nothing and he automatically wound his legs around Deke’s waist, holding on. “I’ve got you,” Deke assured him.
He nuzzled into Deke’s throat, licking and lapping at the hollow there, the salt. Deke moaned for him, then walked them to the bed. Sitting, Deke kept him in the ample lap. His cock nudged Deke’s ridged belly. The way his cock bumped along Deke’s six-pack felt so good.
My needy boy.
The words rang in his head, clear as day, even though Deke’s mouth never left his as the kiss went on and on.
He gasped, his brain trying to wrap around this now, when he was awake, when he was home. Can you hear me?
Yes.
Prove it. Prove I’m not crazy. That I’m not dead.
Every day, baby. Every single day.
Each kiss followed one upon the other, turning his insides out, and he simply had to let go and feel, tongue sliding against Deke’s.
Humming, Deke ran his hands up and down Bryan’s back. Each touch left tingles, sent pleasure deep in his skin, almost like the connection released a drug, deep inside him. Then Deke grabbed his waist in one hand, squeezing hard enough it had to be leaving bruises.
He groaned, the ache settling in his balls.
I can feel your need. Deke’s words whispered through his mind.
I—
His eyes rolled as he denied it—the need he didn’t understand.
Deke continued to kiss him, stealing his very breath, hands leaving tingles behind them. Sometimes the touch was gentle, sometimes fierce, deep. Deke kept him guessing as to what was coming next, keeping him panting and eager for each new touch.
One of his nipples was pinched, his ass slapped, his ribs tickled. Deke’s hands were everywhere, offering him so much sensation, and he started to shift, to twist on Deke’s lap. Deke moaned and tugged him closer, their cocks rubbing together as he rocked against Deke’s huge body. He reached down between them and gathered their cocks together, stroking them good and hard.
Deke broke the kiss. “This is no quickie.” Then his lover swatted his ass.
“What?” Bryan stroked again, base to tip.
Deke grabbed his hand and pulled it around his back. “I said this isn’t going to happen. You’ll get to come. Eventually.”
“We were both on track to, you know.” He wasn’t selfish.
“I want more than to pop off like a cork, though, and you might not know it, but you have to have more.” Deke rolled them and he was suddenly beneath the big body, his hand trapped behind him.
His breath huffed out of him, and he blinked up, a little stunned. “Hey.”
“Hey, yourself.” Bending, Deke bit at his lower lip, and his cock throbbed at the sensation.
“You bit me!” He sucked his lip in instinctively.
“Yes. And I imagine I’m going to do it again.” Deke checked him out, clearly trying to decide where the next bite would be.
“You’re not allowed to do that.”
“Says who?” Without waiting for an answer, Deke bit his jaw.
“Me!” Okay, that was too much. He pulled away.
“I’m your dragon soul mate, and I know what you’ve got to have. So, I get to decide.”
“No...” A rush of heat flooded him, even as he shook his head. Should he say “dirty socks” and put an end to this? He couldn’t really want it, right?
“Your mouth is saying no, but your body is begging me to get on with it already.” Deke spread his legs with his knees, opening him up.
Maybe he did want it, Deke made him want things he’d never even dreamed of. He tilted a bit more, offering Deke his ass. That would stop the biting, stop the discomfort, even if it didn’t stop his mind going ’round and ’round about this.
Leaning in, Deke sniffed along his neck, then he felt Deke’s smile against his skin, followed by the sting of those sharp teeth. He gasped, his toes curling, his calf muscles tensing.
“Don’t.” He shouldn’t want this. He shouldn’t enjoy it.
“Not for you to say.” Deke bit again, the same spot, and this time he held on.
“I said, ‘don’t’!” He rocked up, driving his cock against Deke’s belly, wanting it so badly.
“Because it turns you on so much it scares you. That’s no reason to stop, though.”
He shook his head, not even sure what he was arguing about, really. He wasn’t into biting. He wasn’t. Still, when Deke’s teeth threatened his shoulder a thrill went through him, the idea of using his safeword to make it stop disappeared.
Mine. Deke emphasized the thought, drove it into him with another bite.
His whole body bucked, pushing up hard against Deke. His lover simply pushed back, holding him down. He burned. All of him, down to the bone.
Mine. Deke repeated the word and it rang inside him.
“So loud...” He didn’t understand.
That’s because I’m inside you now. Deke rumbled softly. Those vibrations felt so good. I want to play with you, baby. I want to make you need.
He already needed Deke more than he’d ever needed anyone. Anything.
Gonna be my entire world.
Bryan didn’t know what that entailed, but he’d take it. He didn’t want to refuse it. It called to something deep inside him.
Deke broke the kiss, gazing down at him. “Gonna mark you, deeper than your skin.”
“How?” He had to know because that seemed as crazy as the rest of it.
“Every touch is going to live in your soul.” Deke rubbed his hip. “There are so many things to show you, love.”
“I’m not... I’m not innocent.” Look at all the things they’d already done together. Things he’d never dreamed of wanting.
“No, not at all. But we’re going to delve deep, baby. You’re going to fly.”
He didn’t understand, not at all, but God, he wanted to. And he wanted this, wanted Deke. This need felt better than being crazy did.
Deke nodded. “You’ll learn desire. I will give you everything. I will make you whole.”
“Am I broken now?” That might explain the crazy. Or the dead.
“No, baby, but without each other, we’re just two halves.”
The words, simple as they were, suited him all the way to the bone, making him feel better than anything else in this whole insane thing had. He pushed up and took a kiss. Deke took over the kiss, devouring his mouth, even as Deke grabbed his hands and tugged them up over his head.
The strength in his lover was amazing as Deke held both of his wrists in one hand. He hung there, arched over the pillows, his entire body aching and heavy. He watched Deke, almost holding his breath.
“Will you leave them here if I tell you to? Or should I find something to tie them to the headboard with?”
“I’ll try to leave them.” Being tied up...he wasn’t sure about that.
“I think I should tie them up. I think you’d like that. I think you’d get off on that.” Deke pressed his arms into the pillows. “Stay put.”
“I’m not the kind of guy that gets tied up.” He didn’t do games. But I want to. He did his best to ignore the part of him that said that, but it was harder to do with Deke. He wasn’t sure he believed that this wasn’t him anymore.
“You’re not a kind of guy at all. You’re my baby. Keep them up for me.” Deke squeezed his wrists before letting them go and standing, smiling down at him. He stayed where he was, arched under Deke’s gaze. It was surprisingly difficult, to stay still.
He had to trust Deke wouldn’t leave him, wouldn’t make fun of him. Would still want him even if they did this.
Deke wandered around his room before moving to the closet and going through it. A moment later, Deke returned with a tie. “You’ve got a tie.” Deke sounded surprised.
“For weddings and funerals.”
“I’ll buy you a new one,” Deke promised, grabbing his wrists and looping the tie around them.
“You didn’t have to sound so shocked, you know? About the tie.” Although, really, he was the T-shirt and jeans type, balls to bones.
“It’s not your style, baby. Like at all.”
“All I have is a pair of dress pants, an itchy shirt, and this tie.”
Deke’s nose wrinkled. “Ewww.” Winking, Deke tightened the tie around his wrists and attached the other end to the headboard.
“I know, but they come out on special occasions.” Okay, this was strange. To have a normal conversation while they were doing...this.
“And the occasions don’t get more special than this one. Hence the tie.”
“Still, it’s not...what I do.” He wasn’t sure he was doing more than saying it out of habit at this point.
“You’re going to do everything now.” Deke leaned in and bit at his right nipple.
“No biting!” He bucked, his pec going hard as a board.
“I think you mean, more biting.” Deke bit his other nipple, lingering this time, teeth worrying his flesh.
“N...no. No more biting.” Oh, fuck that burned. It was so good. Damn it.
“More biting? No problem.” Deke stayed with the same nipple, biting again and again.
“You’re not listening!” His cock ached, throbbing as Deke bit. He didn’t want Deke to listen.
“I’m not listening to your words, no.” Deke met his eyes, gaze intense. I’m listening to your heart.
Deke slowly bent and licked his right nipple, then moved to the left. This time it was a bite. Not sharp, but steady and deep. The pressure was both frightening and arousing. Deke ground their hips together, rolling them in circles.
He was hard and leaking. Drops of come eased the friction.
Deke licked across his right side, tongue wet and hot and not nearly as hard as the bite he’d been expecting. Then Deke began to suck, sure and strong. He tossed his head from side to side, jerking at the binding around his wrists, but it held him.
I get to do what I wish to you, baby.
He shook his head but couldn’t deny the thrill that went through him. What would Deke do to him?
I get to fill you, stretch you, make you scream.
Deke grabbed the lube and spread his legs, settling between them as he slicked up his fingers. He pressed three in straight away, stretching Bryan easily. Bryan spread his legs wider and Deke pushed in harder, fingers knocking up against his gland. “So fucking hot and tight. Do you have toys here, boy? I have some in my boxes.”
“Shh.” He didn’t use toys. He wasn’t normally into ass play.
Deke snorted. “You love ass play.”
“What?” He hadn’t said that.
“I’ve been making love to you for a while now, I think I know what you like, baby.”
Can you hear me? All the time?
Your thoughts are very strong.
“They are?”
Deke curled his fingers, stroking his gland over and over, and his thoughts—strong or not—shattered.
“Sending you to the moon, baby.”
“Don’t stop.” He could feel that everywhere.
“Not stopping.” And Deke didn’t, each touch of those fingers nudging him higher.
His heart pounded furiously, and he threw his head back, his entire focus on his ass, on the fire Deke built inside him.
“I’m going to let you come, but not until I say so.” Then Deke grabbed his balls and tugged, yanking him back from the edge. “And I’m not saying so yet.”
Those long fingers pressed into him again, going so deep. He shook his head, swallowing hard as he fought to send himself over the edge.
“Not going to happen, baby.”
Deke pulled his fingers out, but kept his other hand wrapped around Bryan’s balls, the pressure on them enough to keep his orgasm at bay.
“Gonna to teach you the joys of delayed orgasms.”
“Untie me. Right now.” He was going to jack himself off, eight times. In a row.
“Oh, no. There will be no more jacking off. We’re going to share all our orgasms. We have to. Don’t you remember what the last three weeks were like?”
“I couldn’t...” It hadn’t worked, nothing had worked. It had been maddening, at least at first.
“You and me are joined, baby. We’re bonded and that’s it.” Deke punctuated the words with a bite to his left nipple. “Your orgasms are mine, and mine are yours.”
He’d never been so entwined with anyone before. Never. It was scary, but it was also thrilling and amazing.
“And I’ll decide when you can come, baby.”
Was he going to let Deke do this?
Deke let go of his balls and dragged his fingers along Bryan’s crack. “You’re going to let me do anything I want to.”
He didn’t shake his head. He thought he should have, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Especially with the way his heart was pounding madly, heat in his belly. Yes, he was going to let Deke do this. As much and as often as Deke wanted. He really was crazy.
“You will and we’re going to become something new, something special together. And that’s not crazy.” Deke pounced, mouth covering his, the kiss like a fire exploding to life. The desire right there.
Those fingers were still around his balls, pulling hard enough that he throbbed. It was hotter than hell and his body pushed up into Deke, like he was begging for more.
Deke chuckled, but there was sweat popping out on his forehead. “You tempt me.”
He knew it was true—he could feel Deke’s cock, hard and hot and amazing against his thigh. “Then come on.” He wanted his orgasm, damn it.
“Oh baby, once we’ve gotten past the part of the bond where we have to fuck our brains out, I am so caging your pretty cock and making you wait for your orgasm for days.” Deke spread his legs, cock sliding along his balls like a promise.
“No way. I won’t let you.” It felt good, telling Deke no, even if he knew it wasn’t true.
“You will.” God, that confidence was hot.
Okay, everything about Deke was fucking hot.
Deke’s cock nudged his hole. He shifted, intending to take what he needed. Deke grabbed his hips, though, holding him in place.
“We’re going at my pace, boy.”
“Not a boy,” he groaned, even though the term sent a shockwave through him.
“You are mine. You’re my baby boy.” Deke took his mouth again before he could protest, the thick cock nudging his hole rhythmically as Deke moved against him.
Love. The thought rocked him, pushed from him. I love you.
Love. Love. Love. With those thoughts, Deke pushed into him, filling him with that thick, hot cock.
His eyes rolled and he sucked in a deep breath, making room inside him. Deke pulled out, before sliding back in again. Then did it one more time, gaze holding his. He nodded, completely focused, totally caught in Deke’s gaze.
Bending, finally breaking their gazes, Deke took his right nipple in that hot mouth and began to suck, hard. He bucked, driving himself on Deke’s prick. Deke soon took control of that, though, punching into him like Deke was trying to mash them up together.
He twisted his hands in the tie, trying to keep some control, somehow. He was drowning in desire and emotion, being buffeted by it. If he was in control, he could dictate how much of himself he gave, he could keep from being hurt.
Deke had him, though. Between the ties and the hand on his hip and the thick cock opening him up and pounding into him, Deke was the one in total control. His arousal spun higher, faster, and he found himself panicking, desperate to center himself.
Deke’s mouth covered his, pushing air into him. Breathe, baby.
His eyes flew open. Help me. Don’t leave me.
Right here, baby. I’m right here. All you have is to breathe.
Deke broke the kiss for a moment, then pushed more air into him.
Breathe. He could do that. Breathe.
That’s it. My baby boy. You’re everything.
He shook his head. He was just him. This wild lovemaking with bondage and fierce fucking wasn’t him.
Deke thrust into him and he gasped. His eyes rolled as he fought the electricity clamoring through his nerves.
As Deke focused on sending him soaring, though, it became so much harder to stay grounded.
Fly with me, baby. Let go.
I don’t know how. He was scared to let go.
You just do it. Step off the ledge. You know I’ll catch you.
Did he? He searched for Deke’s gaze, held it.
Deke wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking in time with each of his thrusts. Crazy or not, dead or not, he saw how Deke believed. Maybe that was enough.
He sobbed, cried out. “Deacon-meine!”
“Yes! Yes! Mine. My baby. My soul mate.” Every word came with a thrust.
All he had were moans and pleasure and desire.
The thrusts continued, filling him, sending him higher with each one. The hand around his cock made it happen even faster. He was going to shoot, no matter what Deke said.
“Stay with me,” Deke demanded, voice mostly growl. “Hold on until we can come together.”
He nodded. He could do that. He could. He would.
“I know you can. You can do anything I ask of you.”
He soared, nodding, willing to do anything. Everything. Deke kept pushing, thrusting into him over and over. God, he’d never felt anyone so big as Deke, ever.
Deke filled his soul.
“Soon,” Deke promised, shifting slightly to hit his gland, ramping everything up even more.
He hoped so, because he was about thirty seconds from losing his mind.
Then I’m going to make you wait thirty-one.
Bryan barked out a laugh. Deke’s mouth closed over his, stealing what he had left of his breath.
I love you.
He wasn’t sure which one of them thought it, or whether they both did. It didn’t matter, though, all that mattered right now was that Deke kept filling him, urging him closer to the edge with every thrust. He nuzzled into the curve of Deke’s neck, biting a little himself.
Deke roared and pounded in harder, so he bit deeper, demanding Deke’s orgasm.
You first. Deke thrust hard a few more times, the hand around his cock squeezing his cockhead.
“Yes!” He shot, his entire body clenching around Deke’s cock.
Deke’s roar came again, filling the air, filling his heart, and filling his ass as Deke came.
He melted into his lover’s arms, letting himself go boneless and lazy. Deke was heavy and warm on top of him, holding him close. Mine.
The word was loud inside him, but more than that, the emotion behind it filled him.
He had to rest, to breathe and wrap himself in his lover. Deke seemed to have the same idea, making no move to get up, or even roll off him.
That worked for him. He needed to know that Deke was going to stay.
He was pretty sure he wouldn’t survive if Deke didn’t.