Hyacinth, Scarlet - Craving Owen [Tides of Love 2] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove)
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Kyllian watched as Alcharr and Yane fucked the human. Owen had been so amazingly responsive to his touch, more than he’d even expected. Now more than ever, he yearned to be inside Owen as well.
But he was a patient man, and he knew things needed to follow their course. And since Sassaki and Hash had claimed Owen, it was now Alcharr and Yane’s turn to cement their bond, to reassure each other and themselves that they were truly alive and had Owen in their arms.
Alcharr and Yane moved together in smooth perfection, like the longtime lovers they were. Their grunts and groans filled the room, combining with the quiet yet seductive whisper of Sassaki and Hash’s kiss. Kyllian would have very much liked to test out Yane’s ass, to hear the nymph cry out for him, too. Perhaps next time, when they weren’t so exhausted mentally and physically.
Oddly, Kyllian found the simple observing of the scene more than satisfying. Well, it wasn’t all that odd, really. The three men were beautiful together, and the sight of Yane and Hash’s pricks moving in and out of Owen should have been declared illegal. It was just too sexy to resist. Hash and Sassaki joined him, taking in the sight of the three fucking men. Under his very eyes, he saw twin tattoos appear on Owen’s neck where Sassaki and Hash had bitten the human.
Kyllian sensed the magic, and with every motion of Alcharr and Yane’s hips, it seemed to gather more and more, echoing inside him. It didn’t surprise him when Alcharr and Yane came with guttural groans, then grabbed Owen and bit down on his skin. Hash and Sassaki did, however, look shocked. Kyllian supposed that made sense, since shape-shifters were, as a rule, the only ones who ever mated. It seemed that in their case, they would make their own rules.
Without waiting for a second longer, Kyllian snatched Owen and buried his cock inside the human. Owen trembled and moaned in his unique way, and Kyllian could tell the human was mere seconds away from coming. “Wait until I tell you to, little human,” he told his lover. “Do you understand?”
Owen just nodded, but Kyllian let it slide. He could not possibly expect Owen to be coherent after the fucking he’d received. At last, Kyllian allowed himself to release his desire and let his barriers fall. With abandon, he pushed in and out of Owen while the human met him thrust for thrust.
Energy sizzled over his skin, intense, wild, and untamed. His element responded to Owen’s proximity, caressing the human with a gentleness that surprised Kyllian himself. It fit, he realized. It fit, because Owen was the one who’d made this affection possible. Without Owen, Kyllian might have never realized what he was missing. He might have been celebrating the destruction of the crystal alone, buried in a solitude of his own making.
His former life was over now, and as Kyllian took his lover, he could see another fate for them, writing itself at that very moment. Owen’s fate, his own, Yane’s, Hash’s, Sassaki’s, and Alcharr’s, forever bound together.
The carnal pleasure of Owen’s tight passage squeezing his cock and the emotional fulfillment in his heart finally broke the last of his defenses. “Come, my human,” he whispered. “Come with me.”
And, as always, Owen obeyed, splashing Kyllian’s chest with pearly-white essence. Following his impulse and his instinct, Kyllian bit down on Owen’s neck, just a little lower from the snakelike tattoo marking Owen as Sassaki’s mate. In that instant, he sensed an amazing connection snap into place, flowing through him and Owen, binding him together not only with his human but also with his four other lovers.
Thrusting one more time inside Owen’s tight body, Kyllian came stronger than he had his entire life. The pleasure felt so intense Kyllian actually lost control of his powers. A gust of wind swept through the room, sending the furniture flying around. It was only his lifetime of discipline that gave him the ability to recover in time and put the items back in place.
Exhausted, he slipped out of Owen and collapsed on the bed, holding Owen tight. His four lovers joined them, none of them saying a word. It wasn’t necessary. Personally, Kyllian couldn’t have spoken if he wanted to. He was too drained and very much enjoying it. Thankfully, they didn’t have to move to get cleaned up since Yane summoned his element and used the water to wipe them down. And as his lovers fell into slumber together, Kyllian smiled to himself. As unusual as their relationship might be, they could make it work if they stuck together.
Epilogue
Alcharr waited on the terrace of the dryad palace, scanning the gardens beneath. It was difficult to believe how much had happened in the past month. He’d managed to complete his relationship with the man he’d loved in secret for the past years and meet four others and fall head over heels for them. As if that weren’t enough, in the process, he’d managed to become involved in a very troublesome diplomatic situation between three races.
Of course, if he wanted to be honest, he’d have been forced into these discussions indifferently of his relationship with Yane and Sassaki simply because he was an eagle. But as it was, he had a vested interest for all sides through his loyalty to his own nation and his mates.
Thankfully, it seemed that the wyrms, the dryads, and the eagles agreed to a reluctant peace, at least for the moment. It had taken a lot of compromising and a fair intervention from Kani’s part to convince Dassan of the necessity of this ceasefire, but Alcharr could honestly say they’d succeeded. They still couldn’t figure out how news of the crystal reached the wyrms in the first place, but Kyllian was investigating it. On a more personal level, Alcharr felt quite satisfied his father recovered nicely from the necromantic crystal’s spell.
However, there was one thing that still concerned him, or rather one person. Alcharr sighed as he caught sight of his sibling in the gardens. Unsurprisingly, Dorien accompanied Valderr, but they were a fair distance from each other. The dryad had ceased trying to hide his interest from Valderr, and in the circumstances, Queen Tarah had been happy to accept it, especially since Ciera didn’t seem to mind. But out of all of them, Valderr himself was the one who refused to consider a relationship, even if, as Alcharr knew all too well, he wanted to. Valderr still remained so fragile, so close to breaking. For crying out loud, Alcharr still kept the secret of their father’s involvement in the kidnapping, too afraid what it would do to his sibling.
Behind the two men, Sandros and Lyole walked together. The two had become close since the battle and had taken to watching Valderr and Dorien. It only complicated the situation, and Alcharr didn’t know if he should interfere or not. After the trauma he’d suffered, Valderr might not be ready for a relationship, and if Sandros and Lyole were interested, too…well, anything was possible.
Slender arms wrapped around his torso, and Alcharr felt better at his lover’s touch. “I know it hurts,” Owen whispered, “but Valderr is a strong man. He will beat this, and we will help him through it.”
Kyllian, Yane, Sassaki, and Hash made their appearance as well. Alcharr almost laughed, knowing they’d all sensed his anxiety. Instead, he felt touched by their concern. “Thank you,” he said. “You’re all family now, and Valderr is going to need all the help he can get.”
Before anyone could answer, a thick heat filled the air, and a strange energy seemed to surround them. It was familiar, but it didn’t come from Kyllian. Alcharr frowned and spread his wings, intending to go after his brother.
He didn’t get the chance. The already-cloudy sky that had only just started to clear from the lingering traces of the crystal’s destruction went dark, and wild lightning bolts pooled together in a huge hurricane, forming a sweeping force of light that rushed over the gardens.
Alcharr cried out in terror and flew toward his brother, trying to reach Valderr before it was too late. At the same time, Kyllian tried to fight the angry elements and make his way there, but the energy storm seemed surprisingly powerful, more intense than any Alcharr had ever seen before.
Valderr and Dorien were too far now, and Alcharr could do nothing but watch helplessly as both men disappeared into the blinding light. The gale tossed him around like a toy, a
nd he landed on the ground, unable to reach his brother. He shot forward again, knowing that he had very little time before the storm’s portal shut.
Unfortunately, it seemed to move away from him, and even flying, Alcharr couldn’t reach it. In shifted form, Hash passed him, but not even the dragon had any luck. Just as Alcharr thought his brother and Dorien would be lost without aid, Sandros and Lyole jumped into the blinding light and disappeared as well. Moments later, the energy storm quieted, and the clouds actually began to clear.
Alcharr stared in shock at the spot where his brother had vanished. Kyllian landed at his side and hugged him tight. “We’ll find him, Alcharr. I promise you, we’ll find him.”
Alcharr wanted to believe his lover’s words, but he feared that by the time that happened, Valderr’s heart would forever be scarred. His hopes now lay with Dorien, Sandros, and Lyole. Please protect him, he sent to the men. Please, keep him safe.
Unsurprisingly, no one answered, and Alcharr’s scream echoed in the now-silent garden. What would they do now? Would he be able to reach his brother in time?
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
A native Romanian, Scarlet was born in and grew up an avid fan of Karl May and Jules Verne, reading fantasy stories and adventure. Later, when she was out of fantasy stories to read, she delved into her mother’s collection of books and, of course, stumbled onto romance.
As a writer though, Scarlet Hyacinth was born one sunny summer day, when a dear friend of hers—the same friend who introduced her to GLBT fiction—proposed they start writing a story of their own. As it turns out, the two friends never did finish that particular story, but Scarlet discovered she had a knack for writing and ended up starting to write individually. And so, between working on her dissertation, studying for exams, and reading yaoi manga, she started writing the Kaldor Saga. Along the way, Scarlet met a lot of wonderful people who supported her, and in the end, she found her story a home and, in the process, fulfilled a beautiful dream.
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