Page 7 of Reformation
“Darlin’,” Jonah groaned, moving his hands to Garrett’s waist and stroking his sides. “You tryin’ to kill me?”
“I’m just making sure I give you some fond memories,” Garrett said lightly, but he kept moving, rubbing up against Jonah and getting both of them hard again, fast. He leaned in for a kiss that quickly went from sweet to hot, soft lips to clashing tongues. “And something to look forward to returning to,” he gasped when they separated for a moment.
“You could never fuck me again, and I’d still look forward to comin’ back to you every time,” Jonah groaned. “Doesn’t mean you can’t fuck me now, though,” he added, and Garrett reached back and positioned him at his entrance. “Darlin’, wait—”
“It’s fine,” Garrett assured him. “I’m still good from last time; I’m good. I want it like this.” The penetration stung a little, but he was still relaxed and slick inside, and too soon, he sat flush to his husband’s hips, moaning, rocking back and forth as he took Jonah as deep as he could.
“Sweetheart.” Jonah leaned up on one hand and pulled Garrett into a kiss. Their whole torsos were flush together now, Garrett’s thick cock pressed tight to Jonah’s stomach. “This what you need?”
Garrett nodded jerkily. “Yeah.” This and more, every day for the rest of forever.
Garrett had long ago come to terms with his greed when it came to his family, but Jonah had a way of making that vice seem like a virtue because he was sohappyto give Garrett everything he could. Their life together, their son, every hope that Garrett had for the future: all were wrapped up in the generosity of this one single person. It made being less honorable than Jonah bearable, when Garrett knew he was wanted anyway. “Wait. Let’s try like this.”
They shifted so Jonah could lean against the wall, which Garrett softened with a quick touch to the control panel. He barely moved, just enveloped Jonah with his arms, his legs, his whole body, like if he tried hard enough, he could subsume him.Jonah held him tight, hitching his hips just enough to give them some friction. It was slow, drawn-out, and delicious, the sort of sex Garrett hadn’t even known he could have until he met his husband. It was less about the heat and spark of getting off fast and more about being close, joyful with and in each other, a long goodbye for their minds and hearts.
Jonah finally came with a hitching sigh, and Garrett leaned back just far enough to slide his hand between them and stroke himself off. They moved flat onto the bed again, and Garrett shut his eyes and soaked in the perfection of how he felt right then. He’d need to recall the feeling a lot over the next few months.
Jonah kissed his shoulder. “Love you, darlin’.”
Garrett couldn’t remember whether he’d said it back or not. He could remember everything else about that night with perfect clarity, but he couldn’t remember saying, “I love you.” Not that Jonah didn’t know, of course, he knew, but still …
An incoming comm drew him out of his fugue. Garrett blinked and accessed the call. “Claudia?”
“Garrett, what’s going on?” she asked desperately.
He almost began explaining about Pandora before he realized that couldn’t be the answer she was looking for. “Where? With what?”
“With Miles!”
With Dad?“What are you talking about?”
“He got an emergency message from Alliance Central Command, calling him to report in! They sent a ship to take him down to Olympus?he left five minutes ago. The message didn’t explain anything, not adamnthing, just said he had to show up or risk court-martial.”
Garrett frowned. “They can’t court-martial him. He isn’t active duty.”
“Could that be changing?” Claudia asked tentatively.
“I don’t?”See how, he wanted to finish, but all of a sudden, Garrett could seeexactlyhow his father’s duty status might be changing. “Call your aides on planet,” Garrett told his father’s wife as a chill crawled down his spine. “Get one of them to the command office as fast as possible, so Miles has some backup on site. Someone needs to file a public records request for everything that’s happening to Miles right now. And tell them to get in touch with the legal team while they’re at it. We need to get everything that’s going on into the public sphere, and we need the reveal to be as fast as possible.”
“Is it President Alexander?” Claudia didn’t wait for him to reply. “It is; it has to be. He’s making his move now, before the election. He’s getting Miles out of the way somehow.”
“And I think I know where he’s sending him,” Garrett muttered, staring balefully at the energy signatures swanning through space over Pandora. “You and the girls should get away from here.”
“Where would we go? Where is out of Alexander’s reach?” Her voice firmed up as she continued, “And I’m not going anywhere until I know what’s happening with Miles.”
“Fair enough.” For a moment, Garrett’s throat ached with the urge to tell Claudia what was happening over Pandora, to share his suspicions with a sympathetic ear. Now wasn’t the time for dwelling on potentials, though. Garrett needed more information, and fast. “I’ll contact you as soon as I know something, all right?”
“All right. Thank you, Garrett.”
“I’m always here for you, honey. You’re family.” He ended the call, then started another one.
There was still one member of his family he hadn’t talked to, and Garrett wouldn’t be able to focus on anything else without knowing Cody was safe. If what he thought was happening was verified, then the Academy wouldn’t be safe enough.
He needed to pull Cody out now, before it was too late.
Chapter three
Cody
