Freeing Demitri's Wolf Charlie Richards (recommended books to read TXT) 📖

Droplets of water Demitri had missed glistened on his hairless chest and desire seemed to make his green eyes glow.

It took all his self-control, but Kiernan managed to stop rubbing his dick. His eyes narrowed on the object of his lust as his natural dominance in the bedroom kicked in and he softly ordered, “Drop the towel, Demitri. Let me see you.”

For just a second, Kiernan thought he’d gone too far, then Demitri gripped the towel in one long-fingered hand and pulled it loose, letting it drop to the floor. Kiernan noted the way Demitri’s mouth opened slightly, how he panted softly, and how his face and neck flushed with arousal.

Oh, he does like taking orders!

Kiernan fixed on Demitri’s slender engorged dick.

Beautiful. “Come here, darling.” His voice deepened with lust. Demitri obeyed, stopping next to the bed. “Is there anything you want to tell me before we begin?” At Demitri’s drawn brows, Kiernan elaborated. “Anything I should avoid, shouldn’t do, say, or touch? Anything you don’t like?”

Demitri lowered his gaze to the bed, his brows creased as if lost in thought. For a second, Kiernan didn’t think he’d answer, but then Demitri looked at him through his lashes and whispered, “I don’t know. I’m a virgin.”

Kiernan sucked in a sharp breath. Holy shit! “Not even girls?” he asked, needing to clarify. After all, he’d experimented with women while trying to figure out his own sexuality…hence, Valerie. Shit, I should not be thinking about her right now.

His lover’s quick headshake swiftly refocused his attention. “I’ve known since I was fourteen that I’m gay,” he admitted. “I didn’t want to lead anyone on.”

For some reason, immeasurable possessiveness flooded Kiernan. He never wanted another man to touch Demitri. It took several deep breathes before he knew he could get his voice to come out even. “Good to know. I’ll take very good care of you, Dee,” he assured.

“I know you will,” Demitri whispered, his faith shining clearly in his eyes.

Kiernan would do everything possible to live up to that faith. Maneuvering to the side of the bed, he pulled Demitri between his thighs. He ignored the slender, jutting shaft a foot below his nose and grabbed a deviled egg from the tray.

Kiernan lifted it to Demitri’s lips. “Bite,” he crooned, while settling his other hand around Demitri’s ribcage to hold him.

His lover’s eyes fixed on him, Demitri tilted his head forward and bit the snack in half. He hummed his appreciation as he chewed, his eyelids dropping to half-mast. Kiernan had to fight down a moan of his own. No one should look that good eating a deviled egg.

Smirking, Kiernan slid his other hand up so he could just brush his thumb over Demitri’s nipple, immensely pleased to find it already beaded into a sharp point.

Demitri mewled, his flush intensifying.

“So sexy,” Kiernan growled. His shaft throbbed at the sight, and he didn’t think he could wait too much longer.

“Finish,” he ordered, holding up the rest of the food.

God, it’s sexy how quickly he obeys.

With a couple gentle nudges, Kiernan guided Demitri to the center of the bed and onto his back. “Grab the headboard, darling,” he murmured as he brushed his fingers over Demitri’s lean abs down to the indent where hip met groin.

Kiernan watched with satisfaction as Demitri reached up and grabbed the base of his headboard. He gently traced the lines of his lover’s abs again and reveled in Demitri’s sharp intake of breath when he caressed the crease of his groin. He watched a pearl of pre-cum ooze from the slit of his lover’s rigid cock.

Holding his gaze, Kiernan slowly lowered his head, loving how Demitri’s panting breathes sped faster and faster the closer his mouth came to his cock. He blew across the moist tip. Demitri groaned, then whimpered. His back bowed and he came, coating his abs and chest with ropes of white cream.

For a second, Kiernan couldn’t believe what had just happened, his lover coming without a true touch. Then Demitri let go of the headboard and tried to roll to his side away from him, and Kiernan just knew the blush was now from embarrassment and not from arousal. Kiernan acted quickly, gripping Demitri’s hips and refusing to let him move.

“Stop!” he commanded.

Demitri froze, his eyelids firmly pressed shut.

“Grab the headboard,” Kiernan stated firmly.

It only took a second for Demitri to comply. He smiled, though he knew Demitri couldn’t see it. “So sexy,” he crooned. Kiernan leaned down and lapped his tongue up the young man’s still mostly hard shaft. Demitri gasped.

“Oh,” Demitri moaned, his legs shifting restlessly.

Grinning, Kiernan did it again, this time swirling his tongue around the head of Demitri’s cock before moving on and scooping up spent seed from his lover’s abs. He proceeded to lick and suck every drop of Demitri’s semen from his chest. The moans, gasps, and whimpers that escaped the man sounded like music to Kiernan’s ears, setting his own blood on fire.

Kiernan loved how responsive his young lover was, how obedient, how sensitive. By the time Kiernan was done, Demitri was once more hard and probably ready to blow, just like Kiernan wanted.

He quickly grabbed the lube out from under his pillow and slicked his fingers. Leaning up, Kiernan pressed his mouth to Demitri’s in a slow, dominating kiss, sucking the younger man’s tongue into his mouth. Splitting his attention, Kiernan slid his fingers over Demitri’s sphincter, gently massaging the muscle for several seconds before dipping his forefinger in to the first knuckle.

Demitri moaned into his mouth, his channel clamping down on his digit. Holding his hand steady, Kiernan eased the kiss to an end, then murmured, “Easy, lover. Just relax and let me in.”

He could tell Demitri struggled to obey, his body shuddering. Kiernan kissed down the man’s body, bestowing on him wet kisses until he reached Demitri’s cock and sucked it down.

“Kiernan,” Demitri moaned, bucking underneath him.

Kiernan gripped his lover’s hip, pinning him down as he slid his finger the rest of the way inside