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Logan clutched his waist, pulled out, and punched his hungry cock inside his body.
Miles moaned deliciously and arched his back.
Logan leaned forward and trailed his lips down Miles’s twitching spine. He worked a hand around Miles’s body and took hold of his sensitive cock. Miles hissed.
Logan sank his teeth in Miles’s shoulder and fucked and rubbed him to another screaming orgasm, the pleasure the act brought him so fierce his head fairly spun. They collapsed on the bed moments later, their bodies shuddering and damp with sweat.
Logan waited until he got his breath back before picking up Miles in his arms and carrying him into the bathroom so he could clean him up.
A sated sigh left Miles. His head lolled against Logan’s chest.
“Love you,” he mumbled.
Logan’s heart ached with happiness as he ducked his head and kissed Miles.
EPILOGUE
Five monthslater
Miles knocked on the door of Drake and Roman’s bedroom.
“Come in,” Roman called out.
Miles opened the door and walked inside the room. His breath caught.
Roman stood chewing his lip in front of a floor length mirror. He met Miles’s gaze in the reflection. “Do I look okay?”
Miles smiled. “You look amazing.”
“I told you you looked great,” James grumbled.
James’s duck egg blue outfit complemented Roman’s gorgeous ivory wedding suit where he stood beside his best friend.
Miles walked over and tucked a dark red rose, thistle, and baby’s breath boutonniere in the loop in Roman’s jacket.
“Thank you,” Roman mumbled. He pressed a hand to his chest and squeezed his eyes shut. “God, I didn’t think I’d be so nervous on my wedding day!”
James arched an eyebrow. “You know there’s bet going on as to whether you’re gonna faint when you walk down the aisle, right?”
Roman’s eyes slammed open. Outrage painted rosy flags on his cheekbones. “Who the heck started that bet?!” He furrowed his brow. “It was Hunter, wasn’t it?”
“Hmm.” Miles scratched his nose awkwardly. “It was Logan, actually.”
Roman opened and closed his mouth soundlessly. “That—that villain!” he blurted out.
James snorted. Miles bit his lip hard.
A knock came at the open door.
“You ready?” Tristan said. He looked wickedly handsome in a navy tux with a red boutonniere.
Roman inhaled shakily. “As ready as I’m going to be, I guess.”
Miles, James, and Tristan accompanied Roman down the stairs and through the mansion.
Drake and Roman had decided to get married in their home.
It was more than big enough to hold the wedding and the reception and had the advantage of being hidden from the curious eyes of the hungry media.
