Perfect Fit: Book 4 of the Fated Hearts Series (36 page)

I WAS EXHAUSTED
on the morning of moving day for all of the right reasons – marathon sex with Miller the previous night. The kids had genuinely seemed excited to spend the weekend with the Candlesses and we took advantage of our first night and morning alone in over a month. I wanted to stay in bed all day with him, but we had moving trucks showing up at both houses so we had to get up and going.

I was happy and relieved to see all of our friends show up at our new house to help us unload the furniture and boxes. I thought maybe it wouldn’t take as long with all of the guys pitching in to help and I would have more alone time with Miller so I could give him his gift from me. Actually, it was more like a gift to myself. We had taken the time to label the boxes so it would be easier to sort through all of our stuff, but even so, it took us until lunchtime to get all the boxes and furniture unloaded then moved into the designated areas.

Miller and I wanted to focus most of the energy into having Lucas and Lily’s rooms perfect for when they came to our new home for the first time. It was the home they’d share with us until they went to college and maybe longer. They would have sleepovers here and birthday parties. We’d celebrate all of the holidays as a family in the home that Miller and I bought together. I called in an order for pizza and soft drinks to be delivered to feed the guys and then we set about putting the beds together. I wasn’t so much worried about our bed, because we could work on our room once the guys left. Hell, I’d sleep on a concrete floor as long as Miller was beside me.

“Pizza’s here,” Liam hollered up the stairs. His announcement was met with a chorus of “thank God” from all corners of the house.

“Be right down, Ace.” Jack’s reply made me smile. He had changed so much since he allowed himself to love Liam. I was pretty certain that people were saying similar things about me. Jack looked up from drilling a screw to secure the headboard of Lily’s bed to a side rail and caught me smiling at him. “What?” He groused.

“Nothing.” I shrugged and laughed which earned myself a dangerous scowl from the big guy. “There’s the look I’m used to seeing on your face.”

“That’s because you were always looking my guy up and down like he was your next feast.” Jack replied with a smirk.

“He wasn’t
your
guy then,” I corrected him. “I was just admiring the scenery. I never hit on him.”

“He was always
my
guy, even when I didn’t admit it to myself. You never hit on him because of the look I gave you.” Jack tilted his head to the side and dared me to argue his point, but I couldn’t. “That’s what I thought,” he said smugly before giving the bed a hard shake to make sure it held firm. “Let’s eat.”

Chase and Gray were stepping out of the downstairs half bath when I came downstairs. I could tell by the looks on their faces that they had just been screwing in my bathroom. “You boys work up an appetite in there?” There was no way I was letting them off the hook. They were still giving me and Miller crap every time we went over to their house. “I hope you cleaned up after yourselves and washed your hands.” Jack laughed as he walked passed us on his way to the kitchen.

“That’s a well-crafted vanity cabinet you have in there,” Chase said then followed after Jack.

“It was his idea.” Gray pointed at his husband’s retreating back, earning himself a middle finger in return. “I just did that, baby, but we can go again if you insist.”

“Let’s get you some lunch first, Clark. Wait, you have secret superpowers so you don’t need time to recharge like the rest of us mere mortals.”

“I’d hate to knock you on your ass in your very own house, Bruce, but I’ll do it if I must.” Gray brought his fists up, bounced on his feet, and playfully jabbed at me for a few seconds.

“Grayson, get in here and eat,” Chase called firmly from the kitchen.

“Uh oh, someone’s in trouble.” I covered my mouth with my hand and widened my eyes in pretend fright.

“That goes for you too, Jagger,” Chase said. Gray pointed his finger at me and laughed because I was in trouble too. Scary that the two of us were responsible for young lives, but I felt strongly that our playfulness would come in handy many times while raising kids.

Liam was receiving affectionate kisses from Jack when I walked into the kitchen. It wasn’t overtly PDA, but it was more than he showed in the beginning of their relationship. I was happy for both of them. Liam moved to D.C. to find his brother but he sure found a hell of a lot more than that. He found all of us - a beautiful, but dysfunctional, family - and a man who would love him until the end of time.
Fuck! I was sounding like a lame ass greeting card. I had the urge to feel between my legs to see if my balls were still attached.

Miller handed me a paper plate with a few slices of pizza on it. “Cute aren’t they?”

“Did you guys pick a wedding date, yet?” Chase asked them.

Liam looked at Chase and smiled. “What if we already got married?”

Chase stood up straight and looked at his younger brother with so much hurt in his expression. “Did you?”

“No, and that look on your face is the reason why. We almost went to Vegas last month to get married, but we decided to wait until we could plan something so that all of our friends and family could share the day with us.” Liam smiled back at Jack.

“My mom would’ve killed us,” Jack said. “We’re thinking May, but we still need to pick out the date so we can let everyone know.”

Xavier and Ben came downstairs after they finished assembling Lucas’s bed. “What about you guys?” Liam accosted them as soon as they walked into the room where we gathered around the large kitchen island. I couldn’t wait until Lucas and Lily would sit there on stools and color while Miller and I stumbled through fixing dinner.

“What about us?” Xavier asked.

“I’m guessing they want to know when we’re getting married.” Ben answered for Liam. “Gram probably has him wired for sound.” This was said in a mock whisper, but it was loud enough for all of us to hear. Ben leaned closer to Liam as if he wanted to speak into the hidden mic and said, “We’re thinking about a June wedding like the majority of engaged couples, but we still haven’t decided.”

“You should all have one giant ceremony. Make it a triple ceremony with Gram,” Brandon said, earning a round of groans. “What too many divas in one ceremony isn’t a good thing?” He pointed to Liam and Xavier. Everyone laughed at his joke except the two men he pointed out.

“We should’ve made him stay at Chase and Gray’s house with the kids and let Ava help us move,” Xavier replied.

“Can you imagine?” Chased asked. “They’d have to film a reality show for that wedding fiasco.”

“We’d have two groomzillas and one bridezilla,” I added.

“Just who are you two laughing at?” Liam asked. “Aren’t you Mr. I Don’t Do Love and Romance and Mr. I Can’t Suck The Same Cock For The Rest Of My Life? Seems to me you just bought a beautiful home and are raising two kids together.”

Jack laughed and pulled Liam against him. “I love the sass.” He growled playfully against Liam’s neck.

“Who the fuck would’ve thunk it?” Gray asked with a laugh. “Ewwww, commitment cooties,” Gray aimed his joke at me.

“You’re only going to have sex with
him
for the rest of your life?” Chase said, mocking Miller’s comments at his bachelor bowling party.

Miller and I just looked at each and smiled. We knew it was bound to happen. We’d been giving these guys so much shit for nearly two years. I hooked my arm around his neck and pulled him closer to me before I planted a kiss on his temple. The teasing was well deserved and I’d gladly take my punishment. I was willing to tolerate anything to have Miller and the kids in my life. We just stood there wrapped in each other and eating our pizza while the jokes continued. I was waiting for them to put on a skit or something.

“Nothing to say for yourselves?” Gray finally asked.

“We didn’t want to interrupt our free entertainment,” I replied.

“Besides, we had it coming,” Miller said sheepishly. “We’re mature enough to know it was coming and take our punishment.”

“I’m not sure about mature,” Chase quipped.

“Yeah, since when?” Jack asked.

“Yesterday.” Miller and I answered at the same time. We looked at each other and laughed.

“Awwwww,” Xavier cooed. “Aren’t they cute?”

“No, we’re downright fucking sexy bastards,” I corrected them.

“Oh, okay,” Gray said with a roll of his eyes.

“I hope they get stuck like that,” Miller told him.

The teasing and wedding talk wound down as hunger became the prevailing need. Once finished, the guys all busted their asses to make sure all the heavy furniture was arranged or built so that all we needed to do was unpack boxes. We couldn’t have gotten half of that accomplished on our own and not for the first time did I realize just how lucky I was to have this special group of guys in my life. I wasn’t one to do a lot of hugging, but that time it was warranted. I wanted them to know how much I appreciated their friendship and their help on that special day.

Gray was the last one left for me to show my gratitude and he didn’t make it awkward. Instead he slapped my back and quietly said, “You’re a good man, JJ, and you deserve this happiness. Accept it. Embrace it. Enjoy every minute of it.”

“I will. Thank you.” I shut the door behind them when they left and turned to face Miller. “Where do you want to start?”

“I have no idea.” He looked around the huge space filled with boxes and let out a deep sigh. “Let’s start upstairs in our bedroom. Let’s get our bed made and our bathroom stuff set out so we can at least take a shower soon.”

Naked Miller. Wet Miller. No kids. I was starting to get my second wind and was eager to do as he suggested. Besides, I had his special gift and I was eager to give it to him. “Let’s get to it.” He wasn’t blind. He saw the gleam in my eyes that told him what I had been thinking about.

We had our bedroom situated and our clothes put away pretty quickly thanks to the pre-move organization he insisted on. I would remember to never balk when he wanted to be that organized again. Instead of going through every box looking for shower gel and toothpaste it was all in one boxed labeled “Master Bath.” Thank goodness I didn’t have to search for lubes and condoms either, because I wasn’t willing to wait another minute longer to start making this space our own.

“Come here, Bones,” I said, pulling him into me by the belt loop on his jeans. “I’ve waited forever for this.”

“You just had me this morning,” Miller said, but his smile told me just how much he loved hearing that I needed him.

“It was forever ago.” I told him as I kissed his neck and slid my hands beneath his t-shirt. My fingers traced the muscles in his abdomen before moving up to tease his nipples. “I’m never going to stop needing you and the connection we have together. You make everything right in my universe.”

“That’s what you do for me, Jag.” He pulled back slightly and cupped my face. “I’m not sure I would have managed to get through these last six weeks without you. Your love kept me strong and gave me focus when all I wanted to do was fall apart. I knew you loved me, but I couldn’t comprehend just how much until my world was blown apart and you helped me piece it back together.”

“Perfect fit.” It was our phrase it summed us up accurately. We were made for each other and no other person would understand or connect with us the way we did each other. I reached inside our new fancy-as-fuck shower and turned the water on to warm up.

We removed our clothes and stepped inside the glass shower. I squirted shower gel in my hands and began to lather up his body, slowly and completely while the moans Miller made told me how much he enjoyed my touch. Once he was rinsed off, he returned the favor and my echoes of pleasure mirrored the ones I elicited from him.

Nothing said “welcome home” better than sliding into Miller while I could see his reflection in the mirror through the glass shower wall. It didn’t take long for the steam to gather in the room and fog up the glass wall, but I plainly saw the look of ecstasy on his face when I sank balls deep inside him. I could see my darker hands on his light torso and the way he arched into me, as if he couldn’t ever get enough. That quick glimpse was enough to incite me and would be a memory I would hold onto forever.

I wanted to go slow and take my time, but Miller wanted no part of slow and sensual. He thrust his ass back on my dick, reached around with one hand, and grabbed my thigh in a bruising grip. I felt the hungry need from him to be claimed and gave him what he wanted. I held tightly to his hips while I rode his tight ass. I always wanted Miller to tell me what he needed so that I could give it to him. I knew that I could be just as open with him and it was a beautiful thing.

It didn’t take long for our jubilant cries to echo through the bathroom as Miller’s orgasm caused his ass to clamp around my cock and milk every last drop of spunk out of me. I collapsed against his back when I quit jerking about like I had stuck my dick in a light socket. I should’ve been used to the way my body reacted to him after over a year, but it wasn’t. He electrified me more and more each time we were together.