Page 37 of Untamed Instincts

Unable to stop himself, Noah dropped back down, mewling, his legs trembling as Quinton added another finger. But Noah was too lost in the euphoria of his mate’s mouth on his prick to care. Quinton drove him close to the abyss and then pulled back at the last second, repeating his torture a few more times and making Noah ride the edge of delirium.

What was Quinton doing to him? Noah’s eyelids were fluttering, he was panting, and felt as if he was… He wasn’t sure how to feel because too many sensations were bombarding him at the same time.

Noah’s groans and words turned nonsensical, just a blend of noises as Quinton sucked his dick and fucked Noah’s ass with his thick fingers. His body didn’t even feel like his own anymore. His mate was playing it like a goddamned symphony, wringing out every writhing move and obscene noise from Noah, adding a third finger to stretch his ass until it burned.

“Q-Quinton.” He thrashed his head, trying frantically to draw breath into his lungs. He felt the buildup reaching a peak, the pressure growing even more intense.

Noah threw his head back and cried out, yanking on the blanket with his fists as his orgasm detonated, causing pleasure-packed shockwaves throughout his entire body. He convulsed, his seed pulsing hard and fast.

Quinton rose to his feet, clamped his hands on Noah’s inner thighs, and then drove his cock into Noah’s body. His thrusts matched each pulse of Noah’s release, like the guy was riding the waves with him.

When Noah stopped jerking, Quinton pushed them farther onto the bed, his hips rotating as he buried his shaft deep inside Noah’s ass.

“That was so goddamn beautiful,” Quinton murmured, taking possession of his mouth.

Noah curled his legs around his mate’s lean waist, the pain-pleasure making his back bow. He felt so…full. The fat cock thrusted in and out of him, grazing over his prostate.

“Quinton,” he moaned.

“Riding this high with you, sweetheart.” He kissed and licked along Noah’s neck, adding tiny nips in between. “Feels so fucking good, baby.” He shuddered. “So, so…fuck.”

“I need…” Noah knew what he wanted but found it hard to ask.

Quinton slowed his thrusts, gazing down at him. “Tell me what you need, baby.”

“I want you to…” Noah closed his eyes, yelling at himself to just spit it out.

His mate nuzzled him, groaning softly in his ear. Noah had never heard a more erotic sound. “What do you want me to do, Noah? You can tell me.”

“I want to get on my hands and knees.” Those smut videos flashed into his mind again, but the men always looked as if they’d thoroughly enjoyed the position. Now that Noah had finally succumbed to sex, he wanted to try it all.

Quinton growled softly. “Your ass will take my cock deeper. Are you sure you’re ready for that?”

Noah nodded, gripping his mate’s swollen biceps. “Um, how deep?” He furrowed his brows.

“I tell you what…” Quinton reared back, looking amazing kneeling between Noah’s legs. His hips flexed, rocking his dick slowly inside Noah’s ass. “We’ll try it, but if it’s too much, you let me know, okay?”

From the look in his mate’s eyes, the guy knew the truth, so Noah needed to stop insulting his intelligence. “Yes, you’re my first.”

He ran his hand down Noah’s chest and stomach. “We’ll try whatever you want, but you have to be honest with me about how you feel with each position.”

Each position? How many were they going to try tonight? “Okay.”

Quinton eased out him, his mate’s cock appearing even harder, bobbing slightly as it throbbed. Noah turned over and stuck his ass in the air, feeling vulnerable and exposed. It had never dawned on him how much trust was involved with sex.

Strong hands skimmed over his globes, a moan rumbling behind him. “You have no idea how gorgeous you look right now, Noah.” The pads of Quinton’s fingers slid over his swollen hole. “So damn pretty,” he murmured.

Noah held his breath when he felt the tip of his mate’s cock skim up and down his ring of muscle. He placed his hand on the small of Noah’s back then guided his erection back inside his body.

Quinton held on to Noah’s ass, thrusting slow at first, like he was waiting for Noah to protest. Not a chance. His mate was right. This position took his shaft deeper, and it felt so damn good.

“Fuck me harder,” Noah begged.

Taking him at his word, Quinton kicked Noah’s legs farther apart with his powerful thighs before he punched his hips forward, each intense thrust driving Noah’s arousal higher and higher.

Noah couldn’t hold back. Didn’t want to. He wailed and mewled, ramming his ass backward to meet every forward lunge. His cock was hard again, and he wanted another mind-blowing orgasm.

Placing his hand between Noah’s shoulder blades, Quinton coaxed him to lower his upper body. When Noah submitted, his ass rose higher.

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