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Zane would have to Google to know what to call them. He couldn"t form enough coherent thought to even think about objecting to this tonight, with company in the house.

Ty hummed again, rising up onto his hands and knees and tugging Zane further down the bed in an animal display of possessiveness. Zane scrabbled a little on the sheets—the first pull of Ty"s hands sent a blast of pure hot desire through him.

Zane swallowed, breaths already coming fast. He had no idea what to anticipate from his lover, and he realized the uncertainty was fueling the fire. Great, another kink he didn"t need.

But damn, he wanted this. Even better,
Ty
wanted this, wanted him, even blind, and the unadulterated joy Zane derived from that thought was overwhelming. He reached up to cup Ty"s cheek, kissing him for all he was worth. Ty responded to his desire, and he supported his weight with one hand, practically devouring Zane as he slipped his other hand between Zane"s legs.

Zane clutched at Ty"s shoulders and moaned under the onslaught of Ty"s sinful mouth. His hips rocked helplessly, and he gasped when he felt the first touch of Ty"s fingers.

“Shhh,” Ty urged as he pushed one slick finger into Zane"s grasping body. Zane bit his bottom lip and his eyes rolled back as he huffed and then relaxed, although his hands clenched in the sheets.

Ty kissed him harder, rocking into him demandingly as he curled his finger inside him. Zane cried out into his mouth and jerked as Ty stroked just right after a few tries. Then he was moving thoughtlessly, lifting up against Ty"s body and hand insistently, physically begging for more. Ty hummed in approval and continued to move his finger inside him. Soon he had added another and was sucking at the tender skin under Zane"s ear.

Zane couldn"t help but arch his back as the tingling turned to taut thrumming that echoed through his body, and he gasped out soft sounds of pleasure and encouragement, turned wanton by Ty"s mouth and hands. A long finger rubbed him just right again, and Zane bit off another cry. “Ty… oh
fuck
,” he choked out.

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“You want it?” Ty asked in a rough, harsh voice as Zane writhed beneath him.

“Yes, fuck yes,” Zane begged.

Ty moved ever so slowly as he removed his fingers and stole another, slower kiss. Zane sighed longingly against Ty"s lips and shifted his legs, pulling up his knees. “Want to feel you, baby,” he whispered, sucking Ty"s lower lip between his teeth and worrying at it.

Ty gave a low growl and complied, pushing against Zane and rocking just inside him.

Gritting his teeth for a moment and squeezing his eyes shut, Zane moaned as the stretch of Ty"s cock just inside him started out feeling full and reached the edge of painful, and he arched his back against it, sucking in a breath that made him shiver all over. Ty curled his back and bent to kiss him, letting his body provide the friction that would edge the pain over into pleasure.

The slow, calming kiss did the trick, and Zane relaxed, the even rocking turning the sharp digging into a dull push and heat that bloomed into pleasure. He moaned soundlessly as he tried moving against Ty. Gently, for now. The twisting hunger was still there, only temporarily banked by the transitory pain. Ty groaned against Zane"s lips, pushing into him and shuddering as pleasure rippled through them.

He murmured nonsense and slid his hand under Zane"s hips to lift him higher.

“Yes, oh yes,” Zane hissed, raising his hands above his head to grasp the tangled quilt, curling his fingers through it. Ty buried his face against Zane"s neck and began to rock his hips steadily, cock sliding with the bare amount of slick Ty had used, and he breathed open-mouthed against Zane"s skin.

Zane"s exhales shook, and he lowered one arm to curl around Ty and hold him close as they moved together. It was hot and smooth and mind-blowing, the slow slide something entirely different than hot, pounding thrusts.

“God, you feel good,” Ty murmured, his movements becoming jerky and almost tortured, the need in them straining what little control Zane had.

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“Took the words right out of my mouth,” Zane gasped, raising one leg to wrap it over the back of Ty"s thigh. He bit his own lip as he felt the tension in his gut threaten to explode. “Ty, I"m gonna lose it,”

he whispered shakily.

“Do it,” Ty urged, either not caring if Nick heard them or forgetting the need for silence.

“Oh hell,” Zane ground out, his entire body straining and tensing for another too-short minute until he threw back his head, jaw clenched to hold back a sharp yell. He clenched his fingers in the quilt and flinched with each shot of come against Ty"s belly and chest. Finally he couldn"t hold back a broken, half-smothered cry of mindless pleasure.

“Zane,” Ty breathed pleadingly as he pushed harder into him.

As his body continued to squeeze convulsively around Ty, Zane moved both hands to clasp his face, wishing he could see Ty"s passion-glazed eyes. “Baby,” he rasped before kissing him like there would be no tomorrow. Ty groaned into his mouth, nails digging into the back of Zane"s thigh.

“C"mon… fuck me,” Zane ordered against Ty"s ear in between harsh breaths.

“God,” Ty groaned, shuddering again and starting to slam into Zane mercilessly. Choking off a throaty cry, Zane curled around him as the thrusts reverberated through him, feeding the fire still crackling in him. Zane distantly heard the creak of the heavy bedframe.

The shudder through Ty"s body and the sounds escaping from his lips told Zane when Ty climaxed, and Zane held even tighter to his lover, chest still heaving. He knew already he"d be feeling Ty for some time tomorrow. Just the thought made his cock twitch in a useless plea for more.

Ty panted above him, hands digging into Zane"s hips as he physically wavered. He started to pull out of Zane slowly, gasping at what had to be overstimulation, and he kissed Zane roughly as he did so. The mash of their lips and teeth was enough to draw another whimper from Zane. It was both pleasurable and painful. His low gasp grew into a long groan as Ty slid out, leaving behind an aching hollowness.

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Ty crawled up Zane"s body to kiss him again, slow and languid, before flopping over to his side with a groan to lie next to him, replete and sweaty. Left gasping, Zane squeezed his eyes shut, feeling like he"d lost his mind while erratic jolts of sensation continued to shoot through him.

“Why don"t you go get us a towel, huh?” Ty teased in the darkness.

Zane quietly shushed him, soaking in the aftermath of the major explosion.
Damn
. When had Ty last fucked him so well? He bit his lip and pressed his cheek against the sheet, relaxing that last little bit and just breathing. It still terrified him, the way Ty could make him feel, the way need could become utter desperation.

“Hmph.” Ty moved, bouncing the mattress as he rolled away and flattened out in what had to be a sulk.

The disgruntled sound made Zane smile. He sat up and scooted over, right up against Ty, hands on him to find him. Zane leaned over and kissed the corner of Ty"s mouth.

“Better,” Ty purred as he turned his head into it.

Zane smiled wryly and leaned over again, this time pressing his lips to the very corner of Ty"s eye, then nuzzling at his temple. With a sigh, he lay back down and rolled to his side, and Ty followed to wrap around him from behind like it was choreographed. If they stayed like that long enough, their bodies pressed together, the smell of sex permeating the sheets, Zane knew they"d be fucking again.

Not that he was complaining.

But he heard Ty exhale contentedly, and in mere seconds Ty"s breathing evened out, his body relaxed, and he fell asleep with Zane neatly folded up in his arms.

Before drifting off himself, Zane lay there, consciously savoring the embrace and idly entertaining thoughts of how he was more than happy to be right there in Ty"s arms, every night.

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TY SAT and watched Nick and Digger argue over the dartboard, his chin held in his hand as he leaned on the table. He was smiling crookedly without caring he was doing it. This was the playbook they usually followed. Go out, start drinking in some nice, respectable dive, then get into a meaningless argument over something stupid that would create chaos and mayhem around them and eventually get them kicked out.

Right now the debate was whether the tip of the dart had hit the green or the red. Of course the dart had been yanked out several minutes ago, so it was a pointless argument and both Digger and Nick knew it. They were both grinning as they called each other creative names and pointed their darts in each other"s faces.

Ty smiled wider as he watched them. The waitress brushed his shoulder and set a basket full of hot wings down on the table. He looked up at her and nodded. “Thank you,” he murmured.

She smiled and put a hand on his shoulder. “You boys need anything else?” she asked, keeping her hand there as she moved behind him.

Ty arched an eyebrow as he looked across the table at Owen and Kelly. They both answered the waitress with shakes of their heads and muttered “no, ma"ams.” Ty shook his head as well and craned his neck to look up at her. “Thank you, darlin",” he said softly.

“Any time, sweetie,” she answered, the flirtatious undertone to the words hard to miss. She smiled as she let her hand slide off his shoulder and moved away. The touch felt good, and Ty let himself Divide & Conquer | 207

enjoy the attention. He didn"t respond to it like he would have a year ago, though.

Nick whistled low as he pulled out his chair and sat with a thump beside Ty. “And you"re waiting for
what
?” he asked Ty as he watched the pretty little waitress move away.

Ty cocked his head at her appreciatively as she moved through the crowded bar, then sighed and turned back to the table, propping his elbows on the scarred wooden top and reaching for a stick of celery out of the wing basket. “I guess I"ve slowed down in my old age,” he told them wryly before crunching down on the celery.

Nick raised a disbelieving eyebrow as he leaned closer. Ty glanced at him and looked away quickly before the man could read anything in his face. Nick knew him all too well, though. He knew when to call bullshit.

“Tell us,” Nick ordered with a wide grin.

Ty glanced at him, trying to judge his mood. This was the perfect opportunity to tell Nick and the others the truth. He"d come close to confessing to his best friends dozens of times over the years, telling them he was bi or even that as he grew older, he was beginning to realize that he definitely preferred men over women. The fear of being exposed and kicked out of the military and then simply the fear of losing them, especially Nick, had always stopped him. But the military was behind him, and if they were the men Ty thought they were, they wouldn"t care. Ty reminded himself that if he could tell Zane he loved him, he could do just about anything.

“Grady? What aren"t you telling us?” Nick asked quietly.

Ty winced. “I never was good at hiding much from you,” he said in resignation. Nick laughed, shaking his head. Ty held his breath and glanced at the others.

“Garrett and I….” Ty put his palm to his chin and swiped at it, glancing down at the table nervously and then looking up at Nick as he tried desperately not to back out. Nick"s green eyes were on him, watching him with a mixture of confusion and concern. “We"re a little bit more than partners.”

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Nick shook his head, frown lines deepening. “I don"t understand, man. What does that mean?”

Ty took in a shaky breath and turned the beer bottle in his hands compulsively as he tried to decide how to word his response.

“You saying you"re… what, he"s working black ops with you now?” Kelly asked.

Ty came up short. “How do you know about that?”

“Know about what?” Kelly countered with an innocuous blink.

“Ty, focus,” Nick muttered.

Ty shook his head and tried to swallow. His mouth had gone completely dry. Kelly and Digger laughed, taking his silence as being sly rather than being sick with nerves.

Nick snorted. “Ty, come on. I"m too buzzed to read your mind tonight.”

Ty closed his eyes and smiled, just stepping off that ledge like he"d always done. “We"re fucking,” he said frankly, not surprised when the public admission caused his stomach to roil even harder with nerves. He looked at the other three, then at Nick, breathless as he waited for their reactions.