Sloane turned Dex’s face so they could kiss—it was sloppy, wet, and filled with painful need. Sloane removed his fingers from inside Dex and replaced them with his cock. Afraid of making too much noise, Dex bit down on his bottom lip, his forehead pressed to the wall as Sloane slowly sank into him, the burn so delicious Dex couldn’t help moving his hips. There was so much emotion swirling inside him that he feared his body wouldn’t be able to contain it. He needed something to distract him, to leave him unable to think.
“I want it hard, Sloane.”
Sloane kissed Dex’s cheek. “Are you sure?”
Dex nodded. He needed to channel all the emotions inside him, threatening to explode, into Sloane taking him, into the carnal desire from his soon-to-be husband. Out here with the sounds of nature, in the middle of a fairy-tale castle, just hours from their wedding, after the hell of the last few days, he wanted to feel Sloane down to his core. Sloane thrust the rest of the way in, and Dex gasped. He arched his back, and Sloane closed his hand around a fistful of Dex’s hair, tugging his head back and claiming his mouth, a feral growl rising from his chest as he pumped himself inside of Dex. They kissed like they’d been starved for each other’s touch, tongues dueling, lips sucking, teeth nipping.
Dex thrust his hips, impaling himself on Sloane, and Sloane plunged into him over and over. Dex threw a hand back, his fingers digging into Sloane’s thigh, the claws in his right hand growing out and scratching at the wall. Sloane palmed Dex’s erection, his fist pumping in time to his deep thrusts. Sloane changed his angle and hit Dex’s prostate, covering his mouth with his free hand to muffle Dex’s cries.
“That’s it, baby,” Sloane said, breathless. “You’re so beautiful like this, your face flushed, those gorgeous lips open as you make the sweetest noises. Do you feel that?” Sloane asked, snapping his hips, and Dex thought his eyes were going to roll into the back of his head. “Do you?” Sloane snapped his hips again, and Dex nodded. “When you walk back in there, you’re going to still be feeling my dick inside you.”
Dex moved Sloane’s hand from his mouth and looked at him over his shoulder. “I love you, Sloane. I love you so fucking much.”
r /> Sloane’s expression softened, and he kissed Dex, his thrusts remaining sharp and deep inside Dex. He stroked Dex, jerking him off as he murmured against Dex’s mouth, “I can’t wait to get you on that beach, to make love to you on the sand, in the ocean, my hands all over you.” Sloane’s free hand roamed Dex’s body, caressing his skin, slipping under Dex’s shirt and tweaking one of his nipples. Dex sucked in a sharp breath.
“Sloane,” Dex warned. He was so close. Sloane nipped at his jaw, his hand moving quicker, as his hips lost all rhythm.
“Come for me, baby. Spill yourself all over my hand so I can suck your come off my fingers.”
“Oh God.” Dex’s orgasm plowed through him, his body trembling with the force of his release as Sloane pumped himself once, twice, then muffled his hoarse cry in Dex’s hair as he came inside Dex. They stood together unmoving, Sloane’s arm around Dex, his cheek against the back of Dex’s head. With a hiss, Sloane carefully pulled out of Dex, and Dex turned, groaning when Sloane met his gaze and did as promised, licking his hand clean before he kissed Dex so Dex could taste himself. They helped each other set their clothes to rights, and then Sloane leaned into Dex and lifted his chin, their eyes meeting.
“I should be nervous about Saturday, but I’m not.”
“You’re not?” Dex asked quietly.
Sloane ran his thumb over Dex’s bottom lip. “I’ve never been surer of anything in my life. I love you, Dex, and nothing would make me happier than being your husband.”
Dex wrapped his arms around Sloane’s neck, his heart squeezing in his chest. As he kissed Sloane and thought about their upcoming exchange of vows, excitement bubbled up inside him. In just a few days, he would be married to this amazing man. He couldn’t wait.
SLOANE HAD never been happier. They kissed until they couldn’t stay out here any longer and snuck back inside. As they approached the dining room, it was oddly quiet. They exchanged glances before Sloane opened the door, and they walked into a pitch-dark dining room. The lights suddenly came on, and they were taken aback by the collective shout.
“Surprise!”
Sloane gaped at their colleagues, all coming to stand together in the center of the room, now decorated in tangerine and turquoise balloons, streamers, and paper lanterns. A huge banner read: Congratulations!
“Oh my God, you guys.” Dex gave a sniff, his eyes glassy. “I can’t believe you did this.”
“Believe it,” Taylor said, grinning wide as he approached. He held out his hand to Sloane, who took it, returning Taylor’s smile. “Whatever our differences in the past, Sloane, you are one hell of a Team Leader. I knew my team was in good hands when Destructive Delta was out there with us. Thank you for everything.”
“Thank you for always backing us up,” Sloane said, his throat thick from Taylor’s words. They didn’t always see eye to eye, and yeah, there had been some rough moments between them, but Taylor was a great Team Leader, who took pride in his job and did his damned best to keep everyone safe. Sloane had never questioned the man’s skill or leadership ability.
Taylor nodded, his eyes bright with unshed tears. He turned to Dex, his expression softening. “PR, huh?”
Dex chuckled. “Yeah, somebody’s gotta look pretty for the camera.” He winked at Taylor, making him laugh. Taylor averted his gaze, his voice quiet when he spoke, and Sloane could tell he was trying to keep hold of his emotions.
“Not gonna lie, Daley. I’m going to miss having you out there.”
Dex surprised Taylor by bringing him in for a hug. “I’ll be around, anytime you need me.”
Taylor nodded. “Thanks. We’d arranged to do this in Unit Alpha, but you know….” His expression softened. “With everything going on with the Sarge, we canceled it. When the Sarge found out about it, he talked to Lou, and they arranged for us to surprise you here.”
Tony came to stand next to Dex, who turned and hugged him tight. “Thanks, Dad.”
“You’re welcome, kiddo. Your unit wanted to give you a proper send-off, so here they are.”
Dex wrinkled his nose and gave a sniff before turning to announce boisterously, “Let’s get this party started!”
Everyone cheered, and Sloane laughed when eighties music started playing. He kissed Dex’s cheek, smiling at the light in Dex’s bright blue eyes. His partner was clearly touched by all the love they were being shown. Their colleagues took turns approaching them and congratulating them on their upcoming wedding and their promotions, teasing Dex about all the different PR stunts he was likely to be involved in. Most everyone seemed to agree that although it would be a shame Sloane would no longer be out in the field, the knowledge and experience he’d accumulated over the years would be of great value to Team Leaders in training. Better trained Team Leaders would mean stronger teams, all of whom would help move THIRDS HQ toward a better future. With the resources they had, they could make a big difference, not only in the lives of agents from all over the world, but also in the lives of the people they helped.