Chapter Fourteen
Chapter
Fourteen
“What the fuck do you
mean, he’s missing?” Glenn demanded, and all eyes in the room swung
to him. Aiden could see a mixture of fear and anxiety in the man’s
expression from where he stood across the room.
Up until that point, the conversation
in Dev’s house had been relaxed and calm from the moment they had
returned from the forest, and Sam had just finished fussing over
his wounds. When he saw that Nick had popped a couple of stitches,
Sam had taken care of those, too. It had been a stressful evening,
and they had waited a further three hours to help put out all the
fires before leaving. It turned out Muir and the prick who had been
setting fires and killing people were one and the same. Nick
reckoned there would be a mountain of paperwork to fill out, but he
was officially on medical leave so was leaving it to one of his
deputies. Aiden had even run a sweep of the area with Deefer to
ensure all explosive devices were taken care of. He’d figured that
once they’d left the area and dealt with all the authorities that
the rest of the night would be calm and uneventful.
Apparently not.
“Exactly what I said, G,”
Dev said, frustration clear in his tone. “Bateman’s only just let
me know about it. The Pathfinders took a contract that took them to
South America. They were going after the head of a drug cartel
responsible for bathing the east coast in ice.” Aiden had heard of
that drug. It was akin to methamphetamines, but if it was cut wrong
it was much deadlier.
“They missed a scheduled
check-in. When Bateman sent another team in to look for them, all
they found was carnage. Four of the six men that had been with
Maddox were dead. Three of the team was missing, including
Maddox.”
Fuck. That wasn’t good.
“When did they go
missing?”
Devon sighed. “Three days ago.” There
was the sound of a chair being slid back, but Aiden heard Dev curse
over the grating sound. “For fuck’s sake, Glenn. What the hell are
you going to do? Go marching into South America and save the
stubborn asshole all on your own?”
“If I have to.” Glenn’s
tone was determined. “I’m going to talk to Bateman myself first and
find out what the hell is happening. The Pathfinders are
mercenaries for sure, but all of them were military. They know the
code. They’ll be doing everything they can to get three of their
own back. I’m simply going to go down there and help.”
“Not without us, you
aren’t,” Marcel said quietly as he stood to face Glenn, and when
Aiden looked over at him, he saw Riley nodding his head from where
he stood leaning against the wall.
“Count me in, too,” Sam
said as he stood up from the couch.
Nick laughed, but there was no humor
in his tone. “Now, Sam, I think you need a vocabulary lesson there,
baby.”
Sam turned back to look at
him and Nick, and Aiden grinned back. “What he means, lover, is
that you should have said ‘us’. As in, ‘count us in’.” He and Nick stood up from
the couch and both moved so that Sam stood between them.
“Oh, for fuck's sake,” Dev
groaned as he looked to the heavens as if praying for strength
before leveling a glare on the room at large. “Of course we’re all
going. You all look like fucking morons standing there in a circle.
What’s next? Are y’all gonna hold hands now and sing
‘Kumbaya’ before braiding each other’s
hair?”
Aiden grinned. Dev had such a way with
words.
“Glenn, you need to calm
down for a moment, and we need to plan,” Dev said as he stood and
started ushering Glenn out of the room. “Come with me. We’ll call
Bateman and find out what the fuck your idiot spotter has been
getting up to since he made the stupidest decision of his life to
leave here.” Dev paused at the door. “Marcel, you and Riley start
getting the equipment together. We leave in the morning. Finn,
there’s a number for Colonel Perry on my phone. Call him and tell
him we need one of his planes.”
When he turned to walk out the door
Aiden called out. “What about us? What do you need us to
do?”
Dev turned back, and his expression
was almost soft. “You three just went through a situation that
could have gone either way. You faced death and risked everything
to be together. So, go. Be together and celebrate the fact that
you’re alive, you’re in love, and you’re together.”
With those wise words of wisdom, Dev
walked out of the room.
Finn sighed. “Isn’t he amazeballs? So
fucking hot, so fucking badass, can kill a man a hundred ways using
nothing more than a toothpick, but deep inside he’s just a big old
softie.”
“Finn!” Dev shouted from
somewhere out in the hallway. “Move your ass!”
Finn grinned. “See? You gotta love
that guy.” With that, Finn trotted out the door, and the rest of
them laughed. It felt good to do so after the night they’d had and
the news they’d just heard. Riley and Marcel left the room, and it
was just the three of them.
“Come on,” Sam said as he
grabbed both Aiden and Nick by the hand. “Dev gave me an order, and
I never want to disobey that man.”
The three of them practically sprinted
up the stairs to Sam’s suite of rooms.
****
Sam sighed with relief when he closed
the door and the three of them were finally alone together in his
rooms. He turned to face his two men with his back pressed against
the door. Nick and Aiden stood in the middle of the room, both of
them with their eyes locked on him.
“You just gonna stand
there all night?” Nick asked dryly. “Or are you gonna come on over
here so that the three of us can love on each other a
little?”
Sam’s smile was slow in coming but
wicked to its core. “How about I come over there and we love on
each other a lot? Hard. Fast. Slow. All of it.”
“Sounds good to me,” Aiden
said with a grin, and then Sam couldn’t wait another minute. He
strode toward them, and in three strides he was right there where
he was meant to be. Nick reached out to cup his face, claiming his
mouth in a swift dominant kiss that had Sam’s arousal spiraling
quickly.
“Fuck that’s hot,” Aiden
murmured as he pressed himself against Sam’s back, and he could
feel the hard heat of his lover’s arousal pressed against his ass.
Sam groaned when Aiden pressed his hips forward, causing him to
move forward so that his own arousal pressed against Nick’s, making
them both groan.
“Bedroom,” Nick growled as
he pulled back, “now.”
The three of them stumbled to the
bedroom, not letting go of each other, and Sam figured that would
be something all three of them would hesitate to do for the
immediate future. When they were in the room, standing at the foot
of the bed, they began to pull off their clothes. Sam’s heart rate
was elevated and his breathing came in fast bursts as he watched
his lovers’ bodies appear naked before him.
His arousal stalled however when his
gaze locked on the bandages on Nick’s side and thigh, and the
mottled bruises that marred his other side. “Are you sure you’re up
to this, love?”
Nick gave him a look that clearly
asked if he was in fact on drugs. “Are you kidding? Does this look
like I’m not up to it?” Nick pointed at his cock, which was full,
hard, and very much up to the task. “I am more than up to a night
of making love to my men.”
Sam grinned and reached out to grip
Nick’s cock at the base. He reveled at the groan of appreciation he
was rewarded with, then slid his fist up and down in a few short
strokes. “Then this is how this round is going to go. You’re gonna
sit back against the headboard, and let our Aiden take you in his
mouth. He’s gonna suck you with that oh so talented mouth of his
until you come.”
“I love this plan!” Aiden
said with a gleeful clap of his hands. “And I am assuming that
while I’m gonna be getting my mouth all over our man there, you’re
going to be fucking me and making the most of that impressive
erection I can see?”
Sam laughed at the hopeful excitement
shining in Aiden’s eyes. “Oh hell, yes.”
He watched as Nick moved like a man
without injuries to the bed, and settled into position with pillows
piled behind his back. “Come on, Aiden, my love, show me how much
you love the feel of my dick in your mouth.”
Aiden practically leaped up onto the
bed, and Sam and Nick couldn’t help but laugh. Nick’s laugh,
however, morphed quickly into a moan when Aiden wasted no time in
taking his lover’s cock deep into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” Nick cried out
and seemed to jerk on the bed. “Christ, you’re too fucking good at
that. I’m not going to last long.”
Sam hurried to grab the lube from the
table beside his bed and moved to get into position behind Aiden.
The hungry sounds Aiden made as he swallowed as much of Nick’s cock
as he could and the grunts of pleasure it elicited from Nick had
Sam’s own cock leaking with anticipation.
He shuffled into position and applied
a liberal coating of lube to his stiff cock. Then using the excess
on his palm he made sure Aiden was ready for him. As soon as Sam’s
hand touched the sensitive skin of his ass, Aiden spread his knees
a little wider, and he arched his back, presenting his ass
perfectly for Sam’s viewing pleasure.
“Christ, that is a
beautiful thing,” Sam murmured as he spread the lube over Aiden’s
back entrance and used the oil to slide his fingers inside him.
After a few moments, he added a second finger, much to Aiden's
delight if the way he moaned and shivered was anything to go by.
When Sam added a third and began to scissor his fingers wide within
him, Aiden started to push back, fucking Sam’s fingers, and it was
clear that he was ready for more.
Sam shuffled closer, gripping his own
dick and pressing it against Aiden’s ass, and with the help of the
lube and a few thrusts of his hips, he buried himself balls deep.
“Jesus H. Christ! You’re so fucking hot and tight around my dick.”
Sam began to work himself in and out of Aiden’s body, reveling in
the way his ass seemed to tighten when he withdraw, trying to keep