Chapter Eighteen #5
Pulling him into his body, he found his mouth, and they merged together in a kiss. In it, there was promise, love, and everything that was yet to come.
Slowly, Gene broke the kiss.
“I love you,” he whispered. “I don’t need the paper, EJ. This is a commitment to me. In my heart, we’ve made that vow. You’re finally mine forever.”
Those words helped heal Ethan. Someone wanted all of him and asked for nothing back. All Gene wanted was to walk with him through the shadows—not leave him behind.
Ethan stared into his eyes.
“Forever.”
They stood there in silence, just staring into each other’s eyes. They were the windows to the soul, and in them, they both saw so much.
This was their path.
God.
And it was going to be an adventure.
When Gene saw some commotion from the corner of his eye, he knew what it would be. Apparently, their alone time was over.
He glanced at his watch, and it was heading toward seven. The jig was up, and the reporters were on the prowl, looking for him. They obviously realized he’d not been telling them the truth.
There was no press junket.
“Media,” he whispered, still not breaking contact with his man. “We need to move inside.”
Ethan wished they could make that moment last longer, but he knew his man was right.
“Let’s go.”
Grabbing the cake container that Gene had put on top of the car, they hustled toward the hotel. When they got to the door, three cars had pulled up near them, and reporters were shouting questions.
They.
Ran.
Fast.
Inside, Ethan got the elevator to open, and he and Gene got inside. As the doors closed, they knew these idiots were going to be all over them tomorrow.
There was no way they’d get lucky and shake them again.
Call it a hunch.
As they got out on their floor, Gene pointed at Callen’s door.
“I’ll see if he’s here. Go into the room.”
Ethan kissed him again.
“Don’t be long,” he whispered. “We need to celebrate,” he said, holding up his hand so the gold ring shined in the hallway lights.
Well, that sounded good to him.
As Ethan disappeared into their room, Gene knocked on Callen’s door across from them.
When he didn’t answer, he figured the man was gone. Hopefully, he made the right choices going forward because Gene hated to see him fail.
He was, after all, Ethan’s brother. One day, he’d be his brother-in-law, legally.
When no one came to the door, Gene crossed the hall and unlocked his and Ethan’s door. As soon as he got inside, he saw the most amazing sight.
Ethan had gotten naked so damn fast, and he was in their bed, waiting for him.
PERFECT.
Tossing the cake onto the nightstand, Gene joined him, dropping his clothing, taking off the body armor, and toeing off his shoes.
Then, he dove into that bed so fast.
Yeah, he wasn’t a fool.
A naked mate was a treasure.
As he landed on Ethan, they began rolling around, mouths connected, and hands touching and stroking heated flesh.
“God, I want you so bad,” Gene muttered as he managed to get Ethan trapped beneath him.
Oh, and Ethan knew what he meant.
He wanted him with the same ferocity.
That need would never stop.
As Gene stared down at him, he took a vow.
“You’ll always be my husband in my heart. No matter what happens to us on this journey, I’ll always know that you’re my soulmate.”
Tears filled Ethan’s eyes.
“Never leave me,” he whispered. “Love me enough to stay. You’re all that makes me whole, and I don’t want to have to start over alone out there, Gene. I won’t find someone I love more.”
Oh, he would never leave his side.
“I can’t leave, EJ. We made a commitment. It’s to the end for both of us.”
And he wanted that.
More.
Than.
Anything.
Kissing down his body, Gene hit all the right spots, making sure his man was wrapped in not only love, but pleasure. He wanted Ethan to feel everything.
He kissed past his navel, and straight down that sexy treasure trail. His man was mostly hairless, except for that small line that led from his belly button to his dick.
Gene spent a lot of time on that trail.
With good reason.
When he got to his erection, he took him in his mouth and began blowing him. The whole time, the love of his life was moaning in pleasure.
The whiskey warm sound of his voice sent chills across Gene’s body in response.
There was no place he’d rather be.
“Gene,” Ethan whispered, as his body was wracked with so much pleasure. As he stared down his body, he saw the gold ring on his finger in Gene’s hair.
It astounded him that he’d found someone who found value in him. To be honest, he never believed he’d get married or have a person.
Ethan believed himself unlovable.
Until now.
As Gene kept blowing him, he tormented his man by running his teeth up and down his erection, trying to make him explode.
Oh, but someone was holding on.
Grabbing a pillow, he shoved it under Ethan’s hips, and knew exactly how to make his man cum.
He began rimming him.
The feral moan of pleasure echoed in the room as he forced his lover closer to the edge.
“Please,” Ethan begged. “I don’t want to cum alone,” he whispered.
Gene glanced up.
“You don’t?” he asked.
Ethan shook his head.
“No, husband.”
That one word rocked Gene. Moving back up his body, he stayed above him.
“What do you want?”
Ethan ran his fingers over Gene’s face.
“Gentle. Peaceful. Love-filled.”
There were tears in his eyes, and Gene knew that the man he loved was in his feels. He’d come a long way, and if that was what he wanted, Gene was more than willing to give that to him.
“Get me wet, and we’ll cum together,” Gene admitted.
That was all he had to hear. Rolling, Ethan found himself on top of the bear.
And it was a damn good place to be.
He began kissing down his body, hitting all the perfect spots to show his man how much he loved him.
Because he did.
He tormented his nipples, and then kissed lower, enjoying the feel of his chest hair against his flesh. The scent of mate was there, and Ethan wanted to wrap himself in it.
There was nothing better.
Nothing.
At.
All.
As he found his dick, Gene was already rock hard, and weeping precum for his man.
All it took was one lick and the moan sent chills through both of their bodies.
“Fuck, but I want your mouth all over me,” Gene admitted. “I can’t imagine not having this every day.”
Oh, Ethan felt the same.
Here, with Gene, he was safe.
No matter what happened out in the world, he could come back to this moment in time and know that he was loved so much that his man would go out of his way to give him a ring.
That was love.
Taking him down his throat, Ethan worked his erection over, making sure to enjoy the taste of mate.
He was delicious, and that scent called to him. It was a mix of Gene’s cologne and pure masculine musk.
No matter what happened in his life, he’d always recognize that scent.
It was home.
As his head bobbed up and down his erection, Gene moaned.
“EJ, killing me,” he whispered. “If you keep it up, I’m cumming.”
That was the plan.
Only, Ethan wanted him to cum in him.
As he drove Gene wild with pleasure, both men were so hard and ready to cum. Ethan could see his hand on the man’s thigh, and that gold ring reminded him of exactly how loved he was.
Today was a day he’d never forget.
“I’m close, EJ. God! My balls are ready to blow,” he muttered, as his man used the tip of is tongue to torment the head of his dick.
He was so sensitive, and already, his one thigh was quivering involuntarily.
“Can’t hold on much longer,” he whispered.
Ethan let his fingers wander, and when he found his tight, puckered asshole, he probed him, using the wetness from the blowjob.
And that was all it took.
Gene came hard, the explosion rocking him to his core. His body began that freefall through the pleasure.
Oh, and it was amazing.
When he finally opened his eyes, he saw the love of his life watching him. When he opened his mouth, all the cum that he’d just caught was spit out, lubricating Gene’s dick.
Oh, fuck.
That was three days past hot, and Ethan knew it. He loved when his man got dirty, and it appeared that was exactly what was about to happen.
As cum dripped down his dick, Ethan shoved Gene up so he was leaning against the headboard. Then, and only then, he climbed into his lap to straddle him.
“Oh, fuck me sideways, I love my life. My new husband is a dirty whore.”
Yeah, he was, and Ethan felt that way too. The two of them spent a good deal of time trying to out-kink each other.
“Next one’s in my ass,” Ethan said, wanting to feel that eruption and heat fill his body.
Well, if that’s what his man wanted, that was what he was going to get.
His hands went to Ethan’s waist, and he watched as he grabbed his erection, and then slid it into his ass.
Fuck.
That never got old.
Ethan’s dick bobbed and some precum dripped onto Gene’s belly.
“Ride me,” he said. “I want to see you use my cock to get off.”
Well, if he insisted.
Blackhawk began bouncing, and moving like a snake, undulating in his own rhythm.
The whole time, Gene enjoyed the view. There was the sound of him sliding up and down, flesh-to-flesh.
The whimpers of pleasure.
The sighs of ecstasy.
It was getting hotter in there.
With his hands on Gene’s shoulders, Ethan admired the ring on his finger as Gene’s dick filled his ass.
“Baby,” Gene muttered. “I’m going to cum again if you keep that…,” he began, but didn’t get to finish. The pleasure overwhelmed him, and he exploded, pumping a fresh load of cum into his man.
Ethan kept bouncing, not giving him a single solitary moment to regroup. Instead, he worked his dick over, knowing how much Gene loved that.
The slick sounds continued, as Gene’s cum lubricated that ride.
“Baby, killing me,” he muttered, as he glanced over and saw not only the heart on his cast, but also the gold on his finger.
This was his perfect moment.
Gene would never love anyone like this again, and he knew it. Ethan was the only man who would ever give him this complete contentment.