Page 36 of Untamed Instincts

Noah whimpered, grinding his hard cock against his mate’s rigid stomach, desperate for more friction. “Does it matter?”

“Not at all.” Noah sucked in a sharp breath when Quinton nipped his earlobe. “But I’m dying to know if I’ll be your first. I swear it doesn’t matter, honestly, but I really want to know, sweetheart.”

If it didn’t matter, why was he so insistent on an answer? Noah wasn’t ashamed of the fact, but he also hadn’t gone around bragging about his virgin status either.

“What makes you think I’ve never had sex?” He might not have given the best head—because Quinton had been his first as far as a blowjob—but he could’ve just sucked at it.

No pun intended.

Quinton gave him a pointed stare. Noah gave him one in return. With a roll of his eyes and a smirk, his mate’s lips resumed their assault on Noah’s senses. He rocked against Quinton, still needing the friction, but hissed in frustration when their clothes were making it impossible.

Suddenly, Noah landed on the bed, unaware they had been moving toward it. Quinton pulled his groin back, giving himself just enough room to unfastened Noah’s pants before he slipped his beefy hand inside and curled his fingers around Noah’s hard cock.

“Oh shit,” Noah breathed out in a whisper, his heart thumping wildly. The firm grip and slow stroking had him lifting his hips so he could fuck Quinton’s fist.

“Hang on. We need to do this the right way.”

His mate pulled his hand free, and Noah whimpered at the loss of such a great hand job. He wanted that tight fist back on his cock. Quinton grinned while he whipped his shirt off with one hand.

Showoff. The guy was preening, and Noah didn’t mind at all. In fact, his cock jerked and his stomach flipped as he stared at his mate’s amazing body. Even though he’d seen Quinton’s bare chest at his apartment, Noah would never tire of looking at all those gorgeous, lickable muscles.

After grabbing a bottle of lube from his night stand drawer, Quinton removed his shoes and pants, along with his socks and underwear. Now he stood there gloriously naked, his hard, beautiful cock protruding from his groin. His very thick and long cock.

Then his mate lowered to his knees and began to undress Noah. Was now a good time to become nervous? Sex was really going to happen, but as much as the size of Quinton’s erection intimidated him—as well as where that behemoth was headed—Noah refused to chicken out.

Even when Quinton slid Noah’s pants and underwear down his legs, removing his shoes and socks just as deliberately. Was his mate trying to seduce him by removing everything so damn slowly?

“On your elbows and watch me,” Quinton instructed in a deep, seductive tone. As if he was attached to a pulley, Noah rose up, resting on his elbows just as he was told.

Quinton’s fist was back on his erection, giving the hard flesh just the right amount of pressure. He stroked Noah’s cock a few times and then sank his mouth over the throbbing flesh.

Noah collapsed onto his back, spreading his legs as he loudly groaned. Now he knew why those muscled hunks in the pornos he’d watched looked like they were in heaven when the twinks sucked them off.

The feeling was so… Words failed him.

Quinton’s mouth vanished. Gnashing his teeth, Noah propped himself up again, scowling at his mate. “Why’d you stop?”

“You stopped watching what I was doing,” Quinton stated matter-of-factly. “No eyes, no head.”

“You are so cruel.” Noah glared at him, growing even more annoyed when his mate winked.

He hissed loudly and his eyes rolled back as Quinton descended on his cock once more. His tongue lashed the hard length, his head moving up and down in a steady rhythm, his mouth suctioned tight.

Watching Quinton, a man who was the epitome of strength and masculinity, sucking his cock was an incredible sight to behold, just as it had been earlier this morning. It made Noah feel empowered and desirable, two things he’d never experienced before meeting his mate. It was a drugging feeling he never wanted to end.

Quinton popped his mouth off of Noah’s erection then licked the length, his tongue gliding, his lips sucking along the thick vein as hunger radiated in his eyes.

Having Quinton’s focus solely on him, and that heavy-lidded gaze staring at him so intensely, made Noah’s dick ache and his stomach perform somersaults.

As his mate sucked Noah’s cock back into his mouth, trapping the hard length between his lips, he grabbed Noah’s ankles and placed his feet on the bed, which caused his legs to fall to the sides.

He saw Quinton’s arms moving, but his hands were too low to see exactly what he was up to. The mystery was solved when the crease of Noah’s ass parted. Wet fingers circled his ring of muscle in a slow, circular motion. Noah’s heart beat even faster, his breathing shallow.

He’d never had anyone touch the most intimate part of his body. Noah hadn’t even touched it when he’d masturbated, and he was shocked at just how sensitive the bundle of nerves was.

Pressure started to build. Noah’s puckered hole began to sting slightly. There was more pressure, a harder suction on his cock, as his mate watched him closely. Quinton deep-throated Noah’s erection at the same time his finger breached the ring of muscle.

Gritting his teeth, Noah fisted the blanket as he waited for the pain, but all he felt was slight discomfort. Quinton rose up fully onto his knees and unleashed on Noah, sucking his cock like he was finished playing around.

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