Evans, Gabrielle - Shades of Black [Fatefully Yours 5] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove)

by Gabrielle Evans

  Eyce’s thoughts beat against his mind, but Syx couldn’t make heads or tails of them. What did his lover want to tell him? Gripping the back of Eyce’s neck, Syx eased out of the kiss and struggled to drag in air to his aching lungs. “What’s going on?” he panted. “What do you want to tell me?”

  Eyce looked uncertain, but Vapre cut straight to the gut. Standing shoulder to shoulder with Eyce, he reached up and skimmed his knuckles down the side of Syx’s neck. “I love you,” he said clearly.

  Syx tensed—not because he didn’t love the warrior in return, but because Vapre had said it in front of Eyce and Fiero. How would the men react to the declaration? And did it matter? Syx was exhausted, so tired of trying to hide his feelings.

  Curling his fingers around Vapre’s wrist, he gave him a crooked smile and dipped his head. “I love you, too.” He’d said it once before, but this time felt different. “Echo opened my eyes to a lot of things.”

  Each man nodded their agreement, but didn’t speak. After a little awkward moment, Vapre snorted and rolled his eyes. “Oh, just tell them.”

  Syx tensed again, but the hopeful look on Eyce’s face finally undid him. Slipping past Vapre, he pressed close to Eyce until their chests touched. “I love you, Eyce. I’m sorry I never told you before.”

  Eyce smiled like a little boy on Christmas morning before brushing his lips over Syx’s temple. “Love you, too,” he whispered. Once again, Syx wondered why the hell he’d been so afraid of this.

  “Well, I’m not good with the mushy and sappy shit,” Fiero began in a rough tone. He sidled around Syx to press against his back and settled his hands on Syx’s hips. His soft lips skimmed down the back of Syx’s neck, and he sighed. “But, I love you, too.”

  His heart racing inside his chest, Syx turned his head and craned his neck to capture Fiero’s roaming lips. “I love you, too.”

  “The others?” Eyce asked.

  Breaking the kiss, Syx returned his attention to the man in front of him, as Vapre pressed up against their sides. “Absolutely. I love each of you for different reasons, but no one more or less.”

  “This is why he’s the smart one,” Fiero murmured, still assaulting Syx’s neck with his mouth, tongue, and teeth.

  “Should we tell them?” Vapre’s voice was tense, and his eyes tightened at the corners.

  Syx kept his shields up. He didn’t want to hear what was going on in his lovers’ minds as he thought over the question.

  “I don’t mean this as an insult,” Eyce murmured, “but you’re probably the most sensitive of all of us. You have a way of understanding us and knowing what we need, even when we don’t know ourselves. It’s killing me to keep it inside, but we’ll follow your lead on this.”

  Fiero and Vapre muttered their agreement, and they all looked at Syx for answers. With a deep sigh, Syx shook his head. “Not yet. Echo is the catalyst, if you will. You just can’t help but love him. Until they can admit their feelings for our mate, they’ll never be able to understand. It will just confuse and scare them.”

  “I think you’re right,” Eyce responded after another little pause. Then he smiled again and whispered his lips over Syx’s. “This is why you’re the smart one.”

  Chapter Two

  Echo pushed in through the office door just in time to see Fiero land a smoldering kiss on Syx’s lips. Though his ass was still a little sore from his romp with Syx earlier, his hole clenched greedily, and he couldn’t stop the moan that rose up from his chest. Damn, his men were something.

  Eyce turned and beamed at him, holding out a hand and wiggling his fingers for Echo to join them. “Good morning, sunshine,” he murmured, pulling Echo into his arms and placing a quick peck on the top of his head.

  “Mmm, and good morning to you. I came in to see if you’ve found a way to get Syn and Jinx the blood they need, but I see I’m interrupting something.” He wasn’t in the least bit sorry, however. Whatever he’d walked in on looked to be a good thing, and with any luck, they’d let him join.

  “Everyone was just saying how much they love me.” Fiero puffed his chest out and smirked. “I mean, who could blame them, though?” He winked roguishly, and Echo fell into a fit of giggles.

  Slapping a hand over his mouth to muffle the sound, his cheeks heated with embarrassment. Crap, he sounded like a goofy teenage girl. He didn’t mind being the smallest member of the household or letting his lovers cuddle him in their laps. He drew the line at giggling, though.

  Eyce tapped him on the bridge of the nose and chuckled. “Stop it. I think it’s adorable when you giggle.”

  “I thought Syx was the one that could read minds,” Echo grumbled. “Now I have to watch out for you, too? How is that even fair?”

  Eyce shrugged innocently. “I can’t hear your thoughts, but your expression is easy enough to read. It doesn’t make you any less of a man.”

  “Right. I already look like a girl. I certainly don’t need to sound like one as well.”

  “Oh, believe me,” Eyce murmured huskily as he reached down to palm Echo’s limp cock through his sleep pants, “you look nothing like a girl.”

  Several moans went around the group, mirroring Echo’s. He rocked into Eyce’s hand, trying to get more friction on his suddenly interested cock. But his mate released him, stepping away and shaking his head. “Later,” he sighed, and Echo didn’t think he imagined the disappointment in Eyce’s smooth, deep voice.

  “Cock tease.” Reaching into his pants, Echo gave his swollen shaft a good squeeze before trying to readjust it to a more comfortable position. Nothing worked. His dick still tented the fabric, still throbbed, still demanded the attention that Eyce’s hand had promised. “Oh, fuck it.”

  Pushing his pajama bottoms down his hips, Echo let them slip to the floor and pool around his ankles. He held his hand up, spit in his palm, then grabbed his cock roughly and began stroking. If his men wouldn’t help him out, he’d take care of himself.

  “Oh, sweet hell,” Vapre choked.

  Echo’s heart rate sped, his breathing became labored, and his balls began to tingle. He was such a damn slut, and he knew it, but only for his men. No matter how many times they’d come together, or in how many imaginative ways, they always left him hungry for more.

  He pumped his fist harder over his leaking cock, dipping his thumb into the slit and smearing the pre-cum over the engorged crown. Taking a few steps backward, he pressed his shoulders into the wall, letting the solid surface support him as his legs began to shake.

  His lovers watched him with rapt attention, but no one moved. If they wanted a show, Echo was more than happy to give it to them. Popping two fingers into his mouth and swirling his tongue around them, he slid down the wall until he came to rest on the carpeted floor.

  Vapre moaned, Fiero growled, and Eyce and Syx looked like they’d swallowed their tongues. Tilting his hips up, Echo removed the digits from his mouth and reached down to circle them around his clenching hole.

  He kept his eyes trained on his men as he caressed the fluttering muscles, and his other hand jerked roughly on his throbbing cock. Though he was having fun teasing his men—and boy, did they deserve it—his belly began to burn, and the need for release almost overwhelmed him.

  “Please,” Eyce practically whimpered. “Do it. Put ’em in.”

  Echo smirked at the impressive lumps inside his mates’ jeans. Oh, they were enjoying this almost as much as Echo. Who knew he was such an exhibitionist? The heat emanating from his lovers’ eyes was enough to tighten his scrotum and make his ass convulse hungrily.

  Giving in to Eyce’s demands, he slipped both fingers through the guarding ring of muscle as far as they would go. With a sharp twist of his wrist around the sensitive underside of his cock, Echo curled his fingers inside his ass, brushing over his prostate and sending lightning strikes of pleasure coursing up his spine.

  “Hey, guys, Hex wants to know if—Holy fuck!” Myst staggered back against the office door and stared with his
mouth hanging open. He looked from Echo to the others and back several times. “Is there a reason we’re not all over that?”

  “Just watch,” Vapre breathed. “He’s going to come.”

  And, sure enough, Echo couldn’t hold back any longer. With a final shove of his fingers into his spasming hole, he dropped his head back to the wall and groaned as long strings of creamy semen erupted from his pulsing cock to cover his chest and abs.

  Sagging back against the wall, Echo stroked his cock a few more times before finally releasing it and grinning stupidly up at his mates. “That was fun.”

  In answer, all five men converged on him, pushing and shoving at each other as they dove to the floor and began licking the cum from his skin. Echo moaned, arching into their mouths, his dick twitching and threatening to swell once again.

  In the end, he was just too damn tired, though. Once he’d been licked clean, touched, stroked, and his mouth devoured, his men helped him to his feet and into his sleep pants.

  “My dick is going to fall off,” Myst complained, staring down at the enormous bulge behind his zipper. Then he looked up and smiled crookedly. “It was totally worth it, though.”

  “Fuck it,” Eyce growled, ripping Echo’s cotton pants from his body as he fumbled with the button on his own jeans. The need and hunger in his eyes tripped Echo’s heart into a fast gallop and it turned out that he wasn’t quite as tired as he thought. His cock swelled and pulsed once again, and he licked his lips as his men began stripping out of their clothing. Now, this was what he was talking about!

  A bottle of lube came sailing across the desk, and Eyce caught it, flipped the lid open, and coated his dick quickly. Then, before Echo could move, he was lifted into the demon’s arms, his knees hooked over Eyce’s elbows, and his back pressed firmly into the wall. Eyce breached his clenching hole with the head of his cock, giving Echo just enough time to gulp in a big breath before he rammed home.

  Echo cried out, his arms going around Eyce’s shoulders as he scrambled to hold on through the pounding his ass was taking. Good gods, he loved it when his mates lost control like this.

  Eyce’s thrusts faltered before he stilled completely, and Echo looked over his lover’s shoulder to find Fiero grinning at him. The smile slid from his face, replaced by a look of pure pleasure, then Echo’s eyelids drifted closed as they all three began moving together.

  Harder and faster, Eyce drove his cock into Echo’s clutching hole. “You feel so damn good, baby. Always so hot and tight.”

  Echo moaned in response, dropping his head back to the wall as his balls began to ache and his sac tightened, drawing closer to his body. Apparently, he had worked his men up pretty good because it took only minutes for Eyce to growl out his release and fill Echo’s channel to overflowing with his scorching cream.

  Fiero followed him right over the edge, grunting as he dropped his forehead to Eyce’s shoulder and his body shuddered.

  Eyce slipped gently from Echo’s clenching hole and slowly lowered him to his feet before placing a gentle kiss on his lips. “Thank you, baby.”

  He didn’t even have a chance to respond before Myst grabbed him, whirled him around, and pressed Echo’s palms flat against the wall. His fingers gripped Echo’s hips, encouraging him to arch his back as Myst’s cock pushed into his stretched hole and began driving into him without pause. “So fucking good,” Myst panted as he plunged and retreated over and over.

  Vapre insinuated himself between Echo and the wall, gripping Echo’s dick at the root and guiding it to his open mouth. His tongue swirled around the head, dipping into the slit, and he groaned loudly before wrapping his lips around Echo’s jerking cock and dragging his lips along the heated length.

  Echo moaned and whimpered, his hips moving without command between the thick cock filling his ass and the warm, moist heat wrapped around his aching dick.

  Once again, it took his lover only minutes for his orgasm to claim him, and Myst cried out as molten lava coated Echo’s inner walls. He was beginning to wonder if his mates had planned it this way and if they were ever going to let him come.

  Myst eased out of Echo’s hole, and Syx immediately took his place. “Are you okay, baby?”

  Always so considerate. “Just fuck me, damn it,” Echo ordered. His balls churned, his belly cramped, and his damn dick was going to fall off if he didn’t get relief soon.

  Syx didn’t say anything as he drove into Echo’s passage until he bottomed out. His hesitation was evident, but Echo squeezed his inner muscles, gripping Syx’s cock until he could feel it throbbing against his straining hole.

  His mate’s control snapped. Syx pounded into him, growling and snarling like an animal while every hard thrust pushed Echo’s cock to the back of Vapre’s throat. Dropping his head, Echo kept his hands braced against the wall as he watched his slippery length sliding in and out of Vapre’s swollen lips. Damn, what a pretty sight. “Touch yourself,” he panted.

  Vapre’s eyes snapped open, staring into Echo’s as he reached down to palm his weeping cock and began stroking it roughly. Syx kept up the relentless pace, his arms locking around Echo’s chest as he drove into him with abandon.

  The velvety walls of Vapre’s throat closed around the head of Echo’s cock just as Syx plunged home once more and grinded his groin over Echo’s ass. Cum filled his channel, leaking out around Syx’s cock and dribbling down his crease.

  “Come for me,” Echo demanded roughly, still looking into Vapre’s eyes.

  His lover’s muffled groan around his throbbing shaft sent vibrations coursing straight to Echo’s balls, and long ropes of creamy seed shot from Vapre’s slit. It was the final push Echo needed, and he dropped his forehead against the wall, closed his eyes, and tripped over the edge into bliss as his balls unloaded into his mate’s mouth.

  Panting loudly, he pulled his prick from Vapre’s swollen lips and bent to give his lover a brief but scalding kiss. “Thank you, love.” Grabbing his sleep pants from the floor, he used the wall for support as he tugged them up his rubbery legs.

  It took everyone a few minutes to pull themselves together, and Echo used the time to curl up on the sofa and pull a blanket over him. He’d been awake since sunrise and come three times. His body felt limp and sated, his brain tired and mushy, and he could probably sleep right up until spring. Well, maybe after a shower, but he doubted his legs would hold him up just yet.

  “So, what did Hex want to know?” Eyce’s voice still sound deep and sexy, though a little breathless, and Echo turned his face into the cushions and smiled.

  “Huh?” Myst shook his head quickly and actually smacked himself in the forehead with the heel of his hand. “He wants to know if you guys found munchies for the bloodsuckers.”

  “He did not say that!” Echo sat up on the sofa quickly and glared.

  Myst winced and hung his head like a whipped dog. “I, uh, might be paraphrasing a bit.”

  “We were looking into it when we got kind of…sidetracked.” Vapre’s eyes sparkled mischievously, and he wiggled his eyebrows at Echo.

  “Okay, well he said we’re having a meeting in the kitchen in ten minutes to decide who’s going and who’s staying with the blo—uh, vampires.” Myst cast a look at Echo out of the corner of his eye and looked away quickly. The other warriors tried to hide their amusement, but Echo wasn’t fooled.

  He shook his head and chuckled under his breath. They were trouble, every last one of them. Trouble with a capital T, all wrapped up in gorgeous packages of rippling muscles and killer smiles. Myst currently had his grin cranked up to megawatt and turned it on Echo. Oh, hell, a man that big should not look so damn adorable, and he should definitely not have dimples.

  Those pearly whites weren’t going to distract him, though. “I’ll jump in the shower and meet in the kitchen in ten minutes. Don’t start without me.” Hex had already agreed that Echo would accompany them, but he knew his lovers too well. If he gave them the chance, they’d try to talk their big alpha out o
f it.

  “Take your time, babe,” Fiero said with a tight smile.

  Yep, they were up to something.

  * * * *

  Everyone filed into the kitchen and either took seats or found a piece of wall or counter to hold them up. Hex caught a flash of jade green when Syx looked his way, and it only caused the pounding in his head to increase. There had been so many changes in their lives in the last few months, he figured his men’s changing eye color should be the least of his concerns. If he just knew why maybe he’d be able to stop worrying about it.

  “Where’s Echo?” Hex scanned the room again in case he’d missed the man on his first pass.

  “Shower,” Eyce mumbled. He stepped a little closer to Hex and the other five followed. “You’re not really going to let him go, are you? You saw what happened last time. Fuck!” He shoved a hand through his long dark hair. “This is a bad idea, man.”

  Hex closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. “We’ve already discussed this. Not only can he help, but there’s no guarantee that he will be safe here. I’d rather have him with us.”

  “What if a few of us stay here with Echo? I mean, we need someone to keep an eye on the vamps anyway.” Vapre crossed his arms over his chest and glared. “This is a bad idea, Hex.”

  Motherfucker! Couldn’t they gang up on him later when it didn’t feel like his brain was going to leak out of ears and nose? “It’s not open for debate,” he said as calmly as possible. “We all know how strong he is. He could help. He’s going.”

  “And what if something happens to him?” Fiero countered. “How are you going to feel then? He might have stronger powers than us, but he’s not a warrior, Hex!”

  “What do you want me to say? Do you want me to ground him like a fucking teenager?” Hex could feel his temper rising, the throbbing in his temples growing until little spots danced before his eyes. “He’s not a child, and I’m not going to treat him like one. If he thinks he can help, then he’s going!” He roared the last word, reaching out quickly to steady himself with a hand on the refrigerator.