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Drawing Out His Wolf(7)

By:Charlie Richards


Peering through his lashes, Deke's green eyes glowed. Somehow, he  managed to grin mischievously, even with his mouth full of dick. At that  same second, Luther felt Deke's tongue tickle the sensitive bit of  wrinkled flesh beneath his head right before he dipped his tongue into  Luther's sensitive piss-slit. Luther gasped and shuddered. His cock,  which had never truly softened, hardened again as if he'd never shot.  His balls rolled in his sack.

"Deke," he gasped.

Never had he received head where his lover actually looked like they  were having so much fun, getting so much enjoyment, from playing with  his dick.

Luther spotted movement below his groin and realized Deke's hands were  no longer on him. At some point after Luther had taken over-gripping  Deke's head and rocking his hips-his mate had released him and reached  for his own pants. Twisting a bit, Luther looked lower and saw Deke had  managed to shove his jeans to his knees. He held a single use packet of  lube in one hand and the other hand was-

"Oh Gods!" Luther moaned, his hips bucking instinctively.

Deke's mouth welcomed him in, sucking hard on the retreat.

"You have your fingers in your ass," Luther stated.

Humming again, Deke continued sucking him.

Luther's balls rolled, his testicles tingling. His entire groin felt  hot, flushed, and his nipples beaded. "Want you," he whined. Knowing he  sounded like a needy, sex-starved pup looking for his first fuck, Luther  couldn't help it. The knowledge that he was gonna slide his  spit-slicked, aching erection into this cute man's hot, tight hole just  about had him pushing the man face first to the ground so he could drive  into his waiting heat.

Deke must have read the desperation on his face, for at that second, he  pulled off of Luther's dick. Unable to help the whine that escaped him,  Luther managed to release his mate's hair, letting him go. Deke pulled  his fingers free of his ass as he stood in one fluid motion. He wrapped  those same fingers around Luther's prick, jacking slowly, and Luther  realized he was adding the rest of the lube to his already saliva coated  cock.

"You're big, sexy wolf," Deke crooned. "Wanna get you nice and wet so  you'll slide easy into my tight ass. You'll fill me up so good, won't  you?"

Luther's hands clenched and relaxed where they hung at his sides. He  couldn't tear his gaze away from where Deke's small hand wrapped around  him, working him, slicking him up.

"I-I'll fill you up," Luther panted. "I'll sink my cum so deep inside  you that you'll taste it in your throat." He would never have said  anything like that to the women he'd screwed, but hearing Deke's blunt  words seemed to tear the filter off his own mouth. "I'm gonna take my  cock and drive it into your ass, Deke. You'll feel me for days, every  time you sit, every time you stand, every time you move." With each  declaration, he thrust his hips forward and back, letting Deke jack him.  "You're gonna know it was me that gave you that pleasure."

Deke's face and neck appeared flushed as his head lolled on his  shoulders and he moaned. "Oh, Luther. Yeah, can't wait. Want you to plow  my ass. Never been bareback before. Wanna feel your cum drip from my  hole, coat my thighs. Fuck, I'll get a plug and shove it in me, trapping  your seed in my chute." Deke groaned, his swollen lips parted as he  panted, obviously enjoying his own words. "You can take out the plug any  time you want and slide your cock into me. I'll be stretched from the  plug and greased by your cum. You can have my ass any time you want."                       
       
           



       

"N-now," Luther growled.

Luther pulled out of Deke's hold, taking a step back. He reached down  and gripped his mate under his arms, hauling him up as he spun him.  "Lean over and place your hands on the tree," he ordered gruffly, more  eager to sink his prick into his mate's willing ass than he'd even been  on his first fuck.

The way Deke immediately obeyed, no hesitation, drove Luther's lust  higher. He loved how this man responded to him, his touch, his voice,  and he loved how his own body responded with that same enthusiasm and  need right back.

Gripping the base of his greased dick with his left hand, Luther settled  his right hand on Deke's ass. He used his hold to spread Deke's cheeks,  revealing his lubed, stretched star. Luther guided his cock head to his  mate's pink hole. As soon as his cap touched Deke's most intimate part,  his mate arched his back and rocked toward him, welcoming the invasion  to come.

"So hot, so sexy," Luther muttered under his breath as he pressed. After  the briefest of resistance, his crown popped past the guardian muscle,  sinking into the hottest, tightest channel he'd ever felt. Hissing  through clenched teeth, Luther pushed and pushed, sinking into the  blessed squeeze that was his mate's body.

Deke moaned his encouragement, arching into his hold. "Fuck, yeah. Put it in," he urged breathily.

Luther did as instructed. With one final shove, he buried his dick balls  deep inside his mate. Hearing Deke's wanton moan, feeling the muscle  rippling along his length, and knowing it was his mate encasing him,  Luther almost shot off in that instant.

Clamping his hand on Deke's waist, Luther forced his hot as hell human  to still. The way Deke took his dick, the way he spoke, revealed  experience beyond even Luther's years. He'd feel jealous if it didn't  culminate in the sexy as all get-out mate in his arms.

"Stay still," Luther ordered gruffly. "Now that I have you, I want to enjoy this."

Deke whined and wriggled in his hold, causing his ass muscles to  undulate around Luther's shaft, massaging his length. Growling, Luther  glanced over his shoulder, looking for a stump he'd seen upon arrival.  When he found it, he wrapped his arms around Deke, one around his chest  to grip his opposite shoulder, the other around his hips, trapping  Deke's dick against his forearm.

"I said stay still," Luther rumbled, backing them one slow step at a  time. "My dick is in your ass. That means I'm in charge. When your dick  is in my ass, I'll do whatever you say. Deal?"

Reaching the stump, Luther settled his ass on it, pleased it wasn't too  uncomfortable. Hell, as a wolf shifter, he'd sat and even laid in plenty  more uncomfortable places than this. It wasn't until he'd gotten Deke  situated as he wanted-Deke's legs draped so they fell outside of his  own, Deke's arms down and gripping Luther's hips, and Deke's head  resting on his shoulder-that Luther realized the man hadn't responded.

Luther peered down at his sexy mate, enjoying the view of him sprawled  across his lap, impaled on his dick, with Deke's own prick bobbing in  the air. He rested his right hand on Deke's inner thigh, using his thumb  to trace the thick vein running along the base. Placing his left hand  on Deke's chest, he gently massaged his right nipple. Luther lowered his  head and nuzzled along Deke's head.

"Hey," Luther crooned. "Did I say something wrong?" he asked. "Did I get  too dominant on you? Shifters can get a little … intense."

Deke tilted his head a bit and looked Luther in the eye. "Can I really fuck you, too?"

Luther's brows shot up. Had he said that? Yes, he had. He'd told Deke  that when Deke's dick was in his ass, he could be in charge, which  implied that, at some point, it would happen. Never would he break his  word to his mate.

"Yes, Deke," Luther murmured, peppering gentle kisses along his jaw to  the back of his ear. "I admit I fear it a bit, but I will not deny you. I  can't expect you to be the bottom all the time. That's not fair in a  partnership."

Deke's grin could have lit up the world. "Wow, Fate sure knows her stuff!"

Barking a laugh, Luther nodded. "I've heard that." He rolled his hips,  hissing at the friction while enjoying the soft sigh that escaped Deke's  lips. "I'll admit," he ground out. "When I first scented you as my  mate, one of the things that had me running was the idea of a dick in my  ass," he ground out. "Plus, my daughter, who I should not be thinking  about while I'm fucking you."                       
       
           



       

Grunting, Deke muttered, "Good call. You know I'll make it good for you, right?"

Luther rolled his hips, sliding his cock in Deke's channel. He reveled  in the sensations coupled with the panting, pleasurable sounds escaping  his mate. "I know," he mumbled. "Seeing you like this, loving how I feel  in you, I want that. I want to know what it'll feel like."

"Damn," Deke whined. "Just listening to you and feeling your big cock press against my prostate is gonna make me shoot."