Page 111 of The Finding Series: Vol. 1

“Because that was the name of the hospital my mom left me at. St. Elizabeth’s in Chicago.”

“She left you there?”

“In a box underneath a waiting room chair. I wasn’t even an hour old.”

“They never found her?” Gray asked as he shifted closer to Luke.

“No one even remembered seeing her,” Luke said. “The only thing I know about her is that she cared enough about me not to leave me in a dumpster somewhere but not enough to leave a note saying why she didn’t want me or even what my name was.”

“Is that when you were placed in a group home?”

Luke shook his head. “Not at first. Children and Family Services found me a foster home but the couple gave me back when they found out they were pregnant. After that I guess I was in and out of a couple of foster homes. I was a pretty sickly kid so I guess a lot of people didn’t want to deal with that. I was finally diagnosed with a hole in my heart when I was two.”

“Is that why you were never adopted?” Gray asked.

“I guess that was part of it. But I was also really quiet so when potential adoptees came around, they usually gravitated towards the active, friendly kids, not the ones who colored by themselves in the corner and refused to speak to anyone. I once heard one of the potential moms say I creeped her out.”

“I’m so sorry, Luke,” Gray whispered as he leaned in to brush his mouth over Luke’s.

Luke shrugged. “It was the only life I knew so it wasn’t so bad.”

Gray doubted that but didn’t point it out.

“When did you meet Rhys?”

“I was sixteen and someone at CFS must have decided I’d been in the group home long enough or they needed to make room or something because I was placed in a foster home. Rhys had already been there for a few months and for whatever reason, he decided to take me under his wing which was a good thing because a couple of the older boys started messing with me as soon as I got there. The foster dad was pretty shitty too and Rhys often took the beatings that were meant for me.”

Luke pressed closer to Gray and Gray automatically wrapped his arms around him. He could feel Luke’s warm breath against his throat as he spoke.

“The hole in my heart healed up when I was ten and after that I started to grow and develop more normally. I hit a growth spurt in my teens – I ended up being taller than all the other boys my age in the home and even some of the older ones so a lot of them used to call me names and make fun of me, especially since I still didn’t talk much. My foster father started calling me Frankenstein and smacking me around when I didn’t move fast enough to suit him – that’s when Rhys would do something to provoke him so he’d go after him instead,” Luke said softly. “I never would have survived that place if it hadn’t been for Rhys.”

“Is that why you followed him into the army?”

Luke nodded. “It was funny because all the things that had made me a freak in my childhood worked to my advantage in boot camp. I never talked back to any of my superiors and I was always focused on whatever goal they set for us. My size and strength were assets too. Not having a place to call home meant my entire focus was on my duties and not having anyone to go home to meant I didn’t have the same level of fear that some of the other guys did…It was the first time I finally felt like I belonged somewhere.”

“Isn’t there anyone that would listen to your side of the story? A commanding officer?”

“I have no way of knowing which ones are aligned with Shaw. And since I’d be facing a court martial for Barnes’ murder instead of a regular court of law, the likelihood that I’d get a fair trial is slim and the chances that Shaw would even let me live that long are slimmer.”

“The press then,” Gray said desperately. “They can tell your side-”

Gray’s words were cut off with a kiss and when Luke pushed him onto his back, Gray got the silent message. Unlike the first night they’d been together, Gray’s body responded instantly to the feel of Luke settling his weight down on him and his dick began swelling to life. He kissed Luke hungrily as he worked Luke’s shirt off his chest and then he was leaning up to run his tongue over one of Luke’s nipples. Luke bit out a moan at the contact but he was too desperate to slow down and he grabbed Gray’s wrists and lifted them over his head so he could more easily slide Gray’s shirt off of him. But to Gray’s surprise, Luke pushed him back down on the bed and wrapped the shirt around his wrists. The impromptu binding wasn’t tight enough that he couldn’t escape but just the idea of being restrained had Gray’s dick hardening to near painful proportions.

Luke sat up to enjoy his handiwork and then leaned down to seal his mouth over Gray’s. The kiss left Gray humping helplessly against Luke but Luke wouldn’t be rushed and Gray had to endure slow, achingly sweet kiss after kiss that only incited his need even more.

“Luke, please,” he whispered against Luke’s mouth.

“When you take me for the first time, I want you to do this to me” – Luke put his hands on Gray’s immobilized wrists – “so all I can do is feel everything you’re doing to me.”

Gray sucked in a breath at that because even the idea of sliding into Luke’s tight heat had his brain and his dick going into overdrive. It wasn’t something they’d ever talked about and Gray was more than happy to bottom even though it wasn’t something he’d done often. And the way Luke owned his body and gave back every bit of pleasure he took and then some, there was no way Gray would be able to go long without the feel of Luke filling him.

Luke’s mouth crushed over his again and kissed him hungrily before he slid down Gray’s body, setting his skin on fire wherever he touched it with his expert lips and greedy fingers. By the time Luke began nuzzling Gray’s dick through his pants, Gray was begging incoherently for relief and even though he was able to move his bound arms, each time he did, Luke immediately stopped what he was doing so Gray left his arms exactly where they were. Any shame Gray had felt over his missing balls had disappeared after that first night when Luke had proved that Gray’s body brought him pleasure exactly the way it was. So when Luke dragged his briefs off, Gray eagerly thrust his hips up in silent invitation. But to his surprise, Luke ignored his dick and turned him over and yanked him back so that he was on all fours. Cool air wafted over his hole for only a moment before Luke’s, wet, hot tongue licked over him. The sensation had Gray screaming in surprise and pleasure and when Luke began both sucking and licking him, Gray dropped to his elbows and buried his face in the bedding to muffle his moans. The feel of Luke’s stiff tongue breaching him had his knees threatening to give out too but Luke used his palm on Gray’s stomach to offer added support.

Gray had no idea how long the blissful torture lasted but by the time Luke slid into him, Gray was just a mass of need and every part of his reality was centered in his ass where Luke’s heavy cock brushed against the sensitive, smooth walls of his rectum. Luke’s free hand was stroking Gray’s dick which jerked every time Luke hit his prostate. Sweat dripped down Gray’s face as Luke picked up the pace and by the time Luke was pounding into him, Gray had given up on trying to silence himself and between grunts and groans, he was begging Luke to let him come. When it finally happened, Gray was unprepared for the orgasm even though he’d been expecting it.

Even on the first night they’d been together, Gray hadn’t expected any future orgasm he was lucky enough to have to measure up to past ones but the release Luke had coaxed from him that night had surprised him. And tonight was no different. Rolling waves of burning pleasure kept sweeping over him as Luke’s heavy frame dropped onto his back. The pressure in his dick exploded and tremors of white hot pleasure ripped through every nerve ending until he could no longer feel anything but warmth surrounding him from every side. He was floating in a haze of pleasure that he would have been happy to stay in forever, especially since he could feel Luke’s ragged breathing against the back of his neck. And when Luke whispered “I love you,” in his ear, Gray knew for certain he was in a dream he never wanted to wake up from.

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