I do not own any part of the Black Dagger Brotherhood. All of that greatness is the work of the amazing J R Ward.

As of 5-22-12 the wonderful GothicBelle has beta'ed this for me. Hopefully this is now easier to read.

I hope everyone enjoys.

Chapter Twenty Four

Qhuinn was standing naked in Blay's shower and had never been so nervous in his life. Doc Jane was in the other room presumably giving Blay a clean bill of health.

It had been three nights since the attack on Syhren's home. Blay was looking as good as new. Qhuinn wasn't ready for him to be cleared yet. He had enjoyed the last two nights and days. He loved taking care of Blay. He had fed Blay ten meals now. There was something so satisfying in feeding his male. It also helped that Blay had the sexiest mouth on Earth. The way he slowly wrapped his lips around every bite was a total turn on to Qhuinn. He was amazed at what love could do. He had never wanted anyone the way he wanted Blay and yet it was so easy to set he's needs aside for Blay's right now.

Qhuinn had spent the last two days with Blay wrapped safely in his arms. They had spent the last two nights watching movies together. Blay would choose a chick flick to torture him with and then he would choose a horror movie to get revenge. He loved the way Blay tucked his head into his chest every time he was startled, though he didn't remember Blay ever being that jumpy before. They touched all the time now. Blay's hand belonged in his.

Their time together had been wonderful. Qhuinn and Blay had virtually been in their own little world the last two nights. The whole household seemed to be giving them space. Other than Doc Jane's regular visits and the doggen that brought in their meals their only visitor had been John.

Last night John had dropped in to share his news. John was now a Brother. Qhuinn wasn't sure what that meant for him. He didn't think a Brother would need an astrux nohtrum. A Brother wouldn't have a need for a bodyguard. Where that left Qhuinn, he didn't know. He'd have to talk to the King soon. So many things where changing.

'Damn,' he thought as he lathered up his hair. 'I'm so nervous that my hands are shaking. Shit.'

The thought of making love to Blay was driving him crazy. There was nothing he wanted more and at the same time it scared him to death. He had never since his transition been nervous about sex. He had had sex at least a thousand times. He had fucked countless females and males. Never, not once had he felt like this.

Then the answer came to him. 'I love him,' he thought. 'This will be the first time I've ever made love to someone. To Blaylock.'

Tonight he wanted to make love to Blay. This would not be sex; this would be so much more. This was his opportunity to express his feelings to Blay; the things he had put into words and the ones he couldn't. Tonight he would worship Blay. Tonight he was going to mark what was his. After tonight no one was going to be able to doubt his love for Blay.

…

Blay saw Doc Jane to the door and thanked her once more. He was officially cleared for all activities. All activities. Blay smiled to himself as he locked the door and turned towards the bathroom.

Qhuinn was in there and he was naked and wet. Blay left a trail of clothes on the bedroom floor. He could pick them up later. Some things were more important.

He opened the bathroom door and sucked in a breath at the sight of Qhuinn. He was turned away from Blay and was washing his hair. Blay watched the muscles of Qhuinn's back and shoulder's flex.

"Perfect," Blay whispered as he opened the shower door and slipped in blocking the spray of water.

Qhuinn froze in place. Blay put his hands on Qhuinn's shoulders, and then pressed a kiss between his shoulder blades. "I love you," he said punctuating each word with a kiss over the tattoo on the back of his neck.

Qhuinn growled and turned around. He latched his mouth onto Blay's and kissed him with so much passion Blay couldn't think. Blay wrapped his arms around Qhuinn holding him as tight as he could.

Blay couldn't seem to get close enough to his male. He could feel Qhuinn's nipple rings pressing into his chest. Qhuinn spun them around pinning Blay to the wall. He pulled Blay's leg up and wrapped it around his waste. This caused their hard lengths to rub and press together. They moaned into each other's mouths. Qhuinn moved his hips causing his erection to move against Blay's again. The fiction was a sweet ecstasy that was new to Blay. His breathing became quick and short. He could no long keep contact with Qhuinn's mouth. He buried his face in Qhuinn's neck. And whispered, "You're amazing, Love."

Qhuinn reached between them and wrapped his hand around both lengths.

"Sweet, Jesus," Qhuinn said. "You're so damn perfect, Baby."

Blay started to speak again but when he opened his mouth he couldn't stop himself. His fangs elongated and he sunk them into Qhuinn's neck. It was heaven. The best thing he had ever tasted. Suddenly he felt himself coming hard and fast. He pulled his fangs out and shouted, "Fuck."

"Fuck is right, Baby," Qhuinn said in his ear. He turned his head and captured Blay's lips in a gentle kiss.

Blay pulled back and returned his mouth to Qhuinn's neck to seal the wounds. Blay lowered his leg and pushed Qhuinn back under the spray of the shower.

"Qhuinn, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you," he said blushing.

"Blay, make what up? That was amazing," Qhuinn smiled at him.

"I didn't know that was going to happen. I should have asked before biting you," Blay turned a darker shade of red. "Then I came all over you."

"That was the goal wasn't it?" Qhuinn laughed.

"Yes, but you were suppose to enjoy it too."

"Umm I'm glad I rocked your world that much, but Baby," Qhuinn said grabbing the wash cloth and soap. "You didn't make this mess all by yourself." He swept his hand down gesturing to the cum on his gorgeous stomach then lathered the wash cloth.

Blay was amazed. "Let me," he took the cloth from Qhuinn and slowly started at his neck making sure there was no trace of blood left. Then he ran the soapy cloth over Qhuinn's chest and abs making sure he was all clean. He cleaned his own front before he turned Qhuinn around and washed his back. Then he got to his knees.

Blay smiled at the sight of Qhuinn's perfect ass. He leaned forward and kissed one cheek. Qhuinn moaned and Blay's cock twitched.

"Baby, if you want to get me clean you better keep your lips to yourself," Qhuinn hissed at him.

"Really?" Blay asked as he soaped one leg and then the other. Blay smiled to himself and bit Qhuinn's other ass cheek.

Qhuinn spun around, "What the hell?"

"Too much, Love?" Blay asked lifting one eyebrow. Qhuinn's erect cock was now in his face. "From what I can see you seem to like it."

Blay dropped the rag and put one hand on Qhuinn's hip and took his length in the other. With his hand at Qhuinn's base he slid his tongue over the slit on his head. Once, twice, then sucked it into his mouth. Qhuinn moaned and Blay moved forward. When Qhuinn hit the back of his throat he slid back slowly drawing his hand down at the same time. He moved back and forth at a steady pace.

"Fuck, Baby," Qhuinn moaned. "Your mouth is so fucking perfect."

Blay smiled around the head of Qhuinn's cock. Qhuinn bucked into his mouth. He moved his hand from Qhuinn's shaft to his other hip to help control his movements. Blay looked up into Qhuinn's eyes, they were glowing with so much passion, and he thought he might weep with joy.

Qhuinn had moved his hands to Blay's head and weaved his fingers into his hair. "Blay?"

He asked looking into Blay's eyes. Blay didn't understand. He let Qhuinn slip from his mouth.

"What is it?" he asked getting to his feet. "Did I do something wrong? Did you not like it?"

Qhuinn ran his hand through his hair. "Of course I like it. Baby, what you where doing was awesome."

"Then what was wrong?" Blay had been afraid of this. Qhuinn had had many male partners along with all the females. He was far more experienced than Blay. Qhuinn was only the second male Blay had been with. The only one he had actually done anything to. He had never done anything to Saxton. They hadn't gotten that far.

When Qhuinn didn't answer Blay stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and headed in to the bedroom. He just didn't know what to do.

…

"Jane, I just don't understand why you won't discuss this," V said turning from the Four Toys to watch his shellan as she finished getting ready for her evening with Marissa.

"Because I honestly don't have any issues with it," Jane said. "V, I knew coming into this relationship that you two were very close. Hell, that first night I was here I thought you two were lovers."

That first night, even with Butch as bad off as he was, Jane remembered thinking that she had been so sure they were lovers. What convinced her was the way V held Butch, like he was the most precious thing in the world. Like nothing could ever mean more to him. That was how V held her as they slept during the day. She fell asleep everyday knowing how very much she was loved.

"But I'm bonded to you," V responded.

"You're not using me as an excuse," Jane said stopping to glare at him. Sometimes she felt like smacking him upside the head for his stupidity and not the pleasure of it.

"You're my shellan," he said pulling her into his lap.

"You loved him first, though, didn't you?" She never thought she would have to convince Vishous that she understood; Butch yes, but never V.

"I love you more, Jane," he said wrapping his arms around her.

"I believe you," she said putting her head on his shoulder. "But you still love him and I'm fine with that." 'Especially if I get to watch once in a while,' she thought.

V gave her a stunned look. "How can you be fine with that?"

"How can you ask that? I thought we were on the same page the other night. You should understand this. You're smart. I love you. I trust you. I want you happy." What else could she do to prove this?

"You make me happy," he squeezed her close.

"Not completely," she whispered sitting back up to look into his eyes.

"I am as happy as I've ever been."

She didn't doubt him and that was sad. He had given her so much. A real home, a family to care for, and a whole new race of beings to study. "But you could be happier. You still want him."

"I won't hurt you."

"Tell me one thing. Who comes first?"

"You. Always you," he didn't hesitate.

"This won't hurt me. I want this as much as you do. I want you to be as happy as I am," she softly kissed him.

"You're sure about this?" he asked pulling back from her this time.

"Yes. I have shared you with him from the beginning. And I've never been hurt, never felt left out, and never been jealous of you and him." These words were the truth and from her heart and she hoped he understood.

"You're absolutely sure?" He asked again.

"Positive. You know I love him just because he loves you." Jane smiled at her hellern.

"You know I fucking love you," he smiled back.

"I love you too. Now let me up. I've got a date with Marissa. We need some girl time."

"Girl time? You?" he laughed.

"Yes, girl time," she said getting up. "She and I need to bond too if this is really going to work."

"You are so damn perfect for me."

"Ditto," she said walking out the door.