Chapter Fourteen #2
him buried as deep as he could go.
“Damn, I fucking love
you,” Nick groaned, and Sam looked up to see that he was looking
right at him. “I love you, Sam, as much as I love Aiden. Both of
you hold my heart as much as you do my happiness.”
Sam groaned and began to move his hips
faster, slamming in Aiden and making him moan. Holding Nick’s gaze
Sam leaned over Aiden's back, reaching around his lover’s waist to
grip his hard cock. Aiden cried out, a muffled sound given what he
was doing with his mouth in that moment, as Sam gripped his cock
and began to slide his fist hard and fast along the hard length of
him.
It was an intense moment. He was
fucking Aiden with quick flicks of his hips and a steady rhythm, a
tempo he matched with his hand on Aiden’s dick, and all the while
Aiden maintained a strong steady cadence on Nick’s cock. Sam could
see that from the way Aiden moved, the way his cheeks hollowed as
he pulled back, and the way Nick’s groans escalated as Aiden began
to speed up.
The intensity was amazing, but it was
hardly sustainable. Sam pulled his hand from Aiden’s cock, gripped
his hips and slammed into him once, twice, and on the third time he
roared his release to the room. The power of the pleasure that
slammed through him was strong, and he shuddered against Aiden as
he listened to Nick’s shout of pleasure that signaled his own
orgasm.
Aiden moaned and from how tensely he
held himself and the slight shudder that racked his body, Sam knew
he hovered on the edge of coming himself. As soon as Nick was
finished, Sam pulled Aiden back, spinning him around so that he lay
between Nick’s legs with his back against his chest.
Sam immediately leaned down and took
Aiden’s red swollen cock into his mouth. “Oh, fuck, Sam!” Aiden
cried out, and Sam got to work, sucking hard, laving the sensitive
underside of his cock with the flat of his tongue, and using his
hands to cup and squeeze his balls. Sam knew that Aiden was close
to coming, and it didn’t take long. Aiden tensed beneath him, then
arched his back as he came hard with a roar, spurting cum down
Sam’s throat, so much of it, Sam had to swallow repeatedly to
ensure he didn’t miss a drop.
Sam heard Nick murmuring words of
praise and love for both him and Aiden, and his heart swelled. He
released Aiden’s cock and looked up at the two men who had helped
heal his shattered heart, and taught him that he was, in fact,
lovable.
“I love you too, Nick.”
Sam’s eyes met Nick’s and then Aiden’s. “As much as I love you,
Aiden.”
Aiden smiled and reached out to cup a
hand against Sam’s cheek. “The feeling is very much mutual, my
love. Nick and I, we never knew we were missing an integral part of
our lives and our hearts until we met you. You are as essential to
this relationship as you are to our happiness. You have to know
that.”
And he did. Sam knew it because he saw
it in every smile, felt it in every touch, and heard it in every
word.
A while later, after the three of them
had showered, loved on each other under the hot spray for a while,
and finally made it back to bed Sam lay between his lovers,
reflecting on how much his life had changed. He had grown up with
the very real thought that he was unlovable. Bravo team had shown
him that perhaps he wasn’t a complete lost cause, but it wasn’t
until he’d encountered his Sheriff and their EOD technician that he
truly found the meaning of what it was to be loved.
“I’m never going to get to
sleep with all that hard thinking you’re doing, Sam,” Nick said
sleepily from behind him, and Sam laughed. “Want to tell us what’s
going on in that head of yours, baby?”
Aiden snuggled closer into his chest
and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to his chest. “I’m hoping you’ve
got some more inventive ideas to drive all three of us crazy
because so far you’re batting a thousand!”
Sam tightened his arms around Aiden.
“I was just reflecting on how much my life has changed since moving
to Redwood Falls. I never thought I’d find someone who would love
me for me, and here I am with the two of you. It’s crazy to think
that we might never have reconnected after getting out of the
service. What were the odds that the two of you would move to the
same small town in Wyoming where Dev’s grandmother left him a
house?”
“Well,” Nick said in a
tone that had Sam pausing, “I would have to say the odds were
pretty fucking high considering Aiden and I were for all intents
and purposes stalking you.”
“What!”
Aiden nodded. “He’s telling you the
truth. We kept tabs on you, Sam, and when we found out you were
moving here, Nick was going to apply to the sheriff’s department as
a deputy, but took the top job when the previous asshole was
killed.”
Sam lay quietly in the dark for a
moment processing everything.
“So, are you upset by
that?” Nick asked.
Sam shook his head. “Hell no. It was a
recon by fire moment, right?”
“How do you
mean?”
“I mean that you were
firing your best shots into unknown territory, knowing that I was
there, trying to get me to commit to getting to know you both
better, and taking a chance on this relationship.”
Nick laughed behind him, and Sam felt
the rumble of it against his back. “Damn, you snipers are always
finding a way to explain things in a way only another sniper can
decipher.”
“That’s how we roll,” Sam
said with a laugh.
“Then yeah, I guess you
could say it was,” Aiden admitted as Sam felt him sliding his hand
down to wrap around his now rapidly swelling cock, “because as soon
as you fired back and we had your location, we locked on, and now
you’re ours.”
Sam groaned when Aiden swept his thumb
over the head of his dick. “Right where I want to be.”
Nick murmured a happy sound as he
leaned in and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the side of Sam’s
neck. “Right where you’ll stay, because we will never let you
go.”
Sam was about to say that he would
never let them go either, but Aiden chose that moment to cup Sam’s
balls and roll them in his palm making him groan. All thought of
speaking went out the window, and Sam gave himself over to his
lovers.
****
Maddox screamed.
He’d never screamed as much in his
life as he had in the past three days. But then again, he had never
felt the heights of pain he’d been subjected to since he’d been
taken. The fucker behind him was taking strips of his skin from his
back, and it hurt more than anything else he had ever experienced
in his life.
“You had enough,
cabr?n?” Maddox felt the
man’s spittle against the side of his face when he spat the words
at him. “All you have to do to end this is tell me where the rest
of your team is.”
In a haze of pain, Maddox was
confused. Bravo team was nowhere near here. They were all safe back
in the US. Devon, Marcel, Sam, and Glenn. His heart stuttered at
the thought of his sniper. Glenn “Reaper” Webster. The one person
on this earth Maddox had ever allowed himself to care for, but
Maddox had let him down in the worst possible way.
He had been wrong before. He’d felt
worse pain than this.
“I can end it swiftly,”
the Latino said in an almost kind tone. “I still have that bullet I
wrote your name on when we played that little game of Russian
roulette yesterday.” He held the bullet up, and Maddox squinted at
it. “I could use it, fire it right between your eyes and end this
for you. All you have to do is give me Bateman’s location. I get
the Pathfinders. And you are absolved of all guilt, all sin, and
all pain. It’s a win-win situation as far as I can see.”
Maddox thought about that
for a moment. To be free of this world and all the shit and pain
that came with it? Hell, that was tempting. An image appeared
behind his tormentor. A man with black hair and soulful brown eyes
stared at him. His expression was the perfect mix of accusation and
fear. Glenn. It
made sense that in this moment he would come.
Maddox took a breath as deep as his
bruised ribs would allow, and kept his gaze locked on the
apparition. Then he pushed to stand a little taller, not flinching
as pain flared in his shoulders from being chained to a hook in the
ceiling.
“There is no absolution
for me.” Maddox’s voice was hoarse from lack of water, pain, and of
course the screaming.
His torturer’s face twisted into an
ugly mask of hate and rage, and he reached for his knife once more.
“Then you will die, painfully and slowly.”
Maddox lost his breath as the blade
sliced into him, and then he filled the room with his screams once
more. The ghostly figure stayed with him as his shouts turned to
grunts and gasps for air as darkness bled into the side of his
vision. The last thing he saw before the blessed dark of
unconsciousness claimed him was the apparition reaching out in his
direction, his mouth forming Maddox’s name, and in that moment he
knew he was dying.
A strange peace fell over him. At
least the last thing he saw before he left this world was the one
man he had truly loved in this lifetime.
The End