“C’mere, baby.” Hex held his arms open wide, and Echo finally shook off his momentary paralysis.
Bolting across the distance that separated them, he launched himself into Hex’s arms, crawling up his big frame and locking his legs around his warrior’s waist. His hands flailed at his sides, searching out his other mates and pulling them close as he attacked Hex’s mouth like a starving man.
“Need you,” he panted, jerking his head away from Hex’s mouth and turning to claim Eyce’s in another soul-shattering kiss. “Right now. Right here.”
“It’s too cold,” Myst whispered reasonably, but Echo could hear the strain in his voice, read the desire in his eyes.
Releasing Eyce, Echo twined his fingers in Myst’s hair and jerked him forward roughly, thrusting his tongue through the demon’s parted lips. “Now,” he growled.
“I had a feeling we might need this.” Vapre strolled toward them, carrying an extra-large blanket and three bottles of lube.
“Gods, I love you,” Syx breathed as he rushed forward, grabbed Vapre’s face in both hands, and crushed their mouths together.
Echo squirmed until Hex set him on his feet then began ripping at his clothes, tearing them off at lightning speed. “You are all going to fuck me until I don’t walk right for a month. Then, if I’m not satisfied with your performance, you’re going to do it all over again.”
“What the hell did you do to him?” Fiero gaped at Vapre as though he were a god.
Vapre chuckled and shrugged. “It seems our mate has quite the little dominant streak. We explored that,” he finished cryptically.
“I’m waiting.” Echo fisted his hands on his hips, standing completely nude under the moonlight and shivering in the frigid wind.
“I have an idea.” Fiero stepped away from them while everyone else started undressing. He retrieved his lighter from his pocket and flicked it, capturing the flames in his palm. Then he lifted his arms to the side, closed his eyes, and all at once, a ring of fire encircled them, and warm air bathed Echo’s naked body.
Sighing in appreciation, Echo dropped to his knees on the blanket Syx and Vapre had spread out for them, grabbed one of the bottles of lube, and flipped open the lid. Slicking his fingers generously, he dropped the bottle beside him, reached back and pushed two fingers into his needy hole. He moaned and writhed, fucking himself on his own fingers as he inserted a third, stretching himself quickly for his mates.
His men had finally caught on to his urgency and were scattered around the blankets in twos and threes, their damp bodies twined together as the firelight flickered over them. A hand wrapped around Echo’s wrist, pulling his fingers free of his opening, and he glanced over his shoulder to find Onyx staring at him with hunger and need.
He pressed his palm between Echo’s shoulder blades, urging his chest to the ground as he lined up the thick head of his cock and shoved into Echo’s ass roughly. Rolling his head against the blanket, Echo cried out, his inner walls clamping down around the enormous length. “Harder,” he panted when Onyx began snapping his hips, gliding in and out of Echo’s twitching hole.
Taking him at his word, Onyx’s fingers held Echo’s hips in a bruising grip, pulling him back to meet every forceful thrust. “Yes!” Echo hissed. Damn, he needed this. He needed more!
As though reading his mind—oh, right, he could—Syx crawled across the blanket to Echo, rose up on his knees, and presented his leaking cock, stroking it slowly as his fingers tangled in Echo’s hair and forced his head back. “Suck me,” he growled.
Moaning like a twenty-dollar whore, Echo licked his lips and dove forward, wrapping his lips around the head of Syx’s cock. A couple of slow bobs to slick the hard shaft, and Echo let his warrior take over, relaxing his throat muscles as Syx rocked his hips, pushing his dick to the back of Echo’s mouth.
Seven sets of strong hands touched him everywhere, stroking his skin, smoothing his hair, pinching his nipples, and jerking his throbbing cock. His men were home, and Echo was in heaven.
Hex and Fiero appeared on either side of Syx, fisting their heavy erections and pointing them toward Echo’s mouth. Turning his head one way and then the other, Echo rode Onyx’s cock as he lavished attention on the three men in front of him. One after the other, he sucked each gorgeous prick to the back of his throat, letting his lovers thrust into his mouth for several minutes before moving on to the next.
Then he felt Onyx tense behind him, his hips stilled, and a loud roar rent the air around them as scorching lava painted the inside of Echo’s tight passage. Groaning deep in his chest, Echo closed his eyes and gloried in the sensation.
Onyx pulled out, and before Echo could even miss the fullness, another cock filled him in one swift slide. Peeking over his shoulder, Echo smiled up at Vapre as he pushed back against him. His lover’s hand landed on his ass, and the sharp sting pulled a strangled cry from Echo’s panting lips.
Myst’s hand continued to work Echo’s cock, jerking him in time to the unrelenting pounding Vapre delivered to his hungry hole. His head was jerked back around by the hair, and Syx pressed the tip of his weeping prick to Echo’s lips. “Open for me,” he demanded.
So Echo did. He opened right up, sucking Syx in to the root and swallowing around the spongy crown. His mate groaned, his head dropping back on his shoulders, then pulled out and turned Echo’s head toward Fiero.
It didn’t take long for Vapre to find his release. Apparently, he was just as happy to have his men home as Echo. He overflowed Echo’s channel with his seed, growling and groaning as his fingers dug into Echo’s hips. Echo knew he’d have marks the next day, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.
Vapre eased out of him, and Echo felt more cool lube dribble down his crease. He smelled the slightly minty scent, felt the tingle and numbing around his fluttering muscles, and whimpered in anticipation.
Hex stretched out beside Echo on his back, then grabbed him around the waist and lifted him to drape over his hips. Panting, moaning, and trembling, Echo lowered himself over Hex’s cock, impaling himself in one quick drop and crying as his dick jerked and throbbed, begging for release.
Eyce’s warm chest pressed against his back, and Echo leaned forward obligingly, bracing his hands on Hex’s shoulders. “Deep breath,” Eyce whispered as the head of his cock pressed against Echo’s opening just above Hex’s prick.
He’d done this before and loved every second of it, but that didn’t stop a sliver of unease to pass through him. Before he could get too worked up, though, Myst knelt beside him and pulled him into a mind-numbing kiss that melted every bone and muscle in his body. He felt Eyce’s cock slip into his straining hole, stretching him wider, and the pressure stole the breath from his lungs.
Myst released Echo’s mouth and stood, replacing his tongue with his cock and pushing it between Echo’s parted lips. Echo gulped him down greedily, humming around the thick shaft as Eyce and Hex began to move in slow, tiny movements, sliding their pricks together inside his clenching ass.
“Oh, fuck,” Eyce moaned. “I didn’t realize it would feel this good.” His sweaty forehead pressed against the nape of Echo’s neck as the warrior continued to move his hips in slow, sensual waves. His arm slithered around Echo’s chest, holding him close as the tempo increased. “Love you, Echo.”
Echo couldn’t respond with Myst’s dick in his mouth and his brain all mushy from erotic overload, but he hummed a little to let Eyce know he heard him. Myst groaned his approval of the faint vibrations and caressed the side of Echo’s face with his fingertips.
Fiero stood beside Myst, Syx came to kneel on Echo’s other side, and he could see Vapre and Onyx locked together just behind Fiero. Damn, he loved these men.
Eyce gave a sharp jab of his hips, and lights danced in Echo’s vision as his orgasm rocketed through him, blasting from his cock and painting Hex’s chest with reams of pearly cum. His inner walls tightened, clamping down on the cocks in his ass. Hex growled, Eyce groaned, and more sticky heat
filled Echo’s overflowing passage, leaking out and sliding down the insides of his thighs.
Though he didn’t think he could move, Echo found he’d been wrong. Eyce slid from his convulsing hole, Myst pulled out of his mouth, and Hex lifted him into Syx’s waiting arms. “Tell me if you’re too sore,” Syx mumbled as his luscious lips glided over the side of Echo’s neck.
In answer, Echo rose up, gripped Syx’s cock, and lined it up with his loosened hole. “Fuck me,” he demanded as he began rising and falling, riding his lover with wanton delight.
Syx eased back to the blanket, careful to not unseat Echo. His arms looped around Echo’s back, pulling him down to his chest as he bent his knees and planted his feet on the ground. His hips jerked upward, slamming into Echo as his chest vibrated with the primal sounds pouring from his mouth.
Within seconds, Syx roared out to the night sky, clutching Echo to him while his body jerked and shuddered, and he filled Echo with his climax.
Exhausted but still craving more, Echo rose off of Syx with wobbly legs and dropped into Fiero’s lap. “Make it good,” he murmured as he claimed the demon’s lips with his own.
“Two for one?” Fiero asked hopefully, and Echo found that was exactly what he wanted.
Fiero eased him into Myst’s lap so that his back pressed against the warrior’s chest, and Myst’s prick slid right inside his overflowing channel. Echo groaned, wiggling his hips and lifting his arms to loop them around Myst’s neck.
Bracing one hand behind him, Myst held Echo steady as he leaned back, tilting Echo’s ass at just the right angle for Fiero to enter him. Considerate as ever, Fiero dribbled more of the numbing lube over Echo’s hole and swirled his finger around the muscles where they stretched to accommodate Myst’s pulsing prick.
Then he maneuvered between Myst’s bent knees and leaned forward to claim Echo’s mouth in a blistering kiss as the head of his cock slipped inside Echo’s entrance. “So full,” Echo panted long seconds later when Fiero was fully seated.
Myst groaned from behind him, his hips arching off the blanket to work his prick a little deeper into Echo’s hungry ass. “Move,” the warrior begged.
Echo sprawled limply against Myst’s chest, his arms still encircling the man’s neck, and his head lolling over his lover’s muscled shoulder. His mates moved together, one in, one out, creating a steady rhythm as Echo pleaded for more.
His other mates converged around them, touching, stroking, kissing, and licking him everywhere. Fiero’s hand palmed Echo’s needy cock, stroking him in long, fast movements. “Come for me, baby. Need to feel you come for me.” He bent over Echo, licking a long trail up to his ear and sucked the lobe into his mouth. “Love you, Echo,” he whispered.
“Fuuuuck!” Echo screamed, and once more he hurdled over the edge, his muscles clamping down, and his joints locking as he exploded into Fiero’s hand.
Myst shouted something unintelligible, his body becoming motionless as he followed Echo into euphoria. Fiero threw his head back and roared, the circle of fire around them growing in height and heat as he pumped through his orgasm.
Utterly exhausted but happier than he’d been in days, Echo barely even noticed when his lovers eased out of his ass and Fiero lifted him into his arms. “Bath time, baby, and then you can sleep.”
Normally, Echo would object to being treated like a child that needed to be bathed and tucked into bed, but just then, he didn’t care. “M’kay,” he mumbled wearily. His mates were home safe. They’d come back to him, and not much could ruin Echo’s high. “Welcome home, my loves.”
Chapter Fifteen
“Are you ready?”
Vapre looked down at his mate and smiled crookedly. “Not in the least.” Then he took Echo’s hand and pulled him off the back porch. “Let’s do this.”
“Are we sure this is where it’s going to happen?”
“Everything else has happened close to home. I don’t know why this should be any different.”
“What do you want us to do?” Eyce asked as he jogged up beside them. The other warriors, the two shifters, the two vampires, and even Gage and his mates filed down the steps and followed behind them.
“You, we’re going to need. The others need to stay out of the way because this could get ugly.” Echo glanced over his shoulder and sighed. “I really don’t like them all being out here. Someone is going to get hurt.”
“They want to help,” Eyce said quietly. “Besides, they need to see what we’re up against if they’re going to help us in the war.”
“Wow, that sounds so melodramatic.” Echo sighed and squeezed Vapre’s hand. “I guess that’s what it is, though—a fucking war.”
Vapre understood what his mate was trying to say, but any way you looked at it, a war was coming. Not a skirmish, a fight, a brawl, or even a battle, but full-out war would darken their doorsteps before the year’s end. “The sun has almost set.”
Echo nodded wordlessly and reached out to take Eyce’s hand as well. “I hear this hurts, but it can’t be helped,” he said matter-of-factly. “I would appreciate it if you didn’t throw up, though.”
Eyce’s eyes bugged, and he whipped his head around to Vapre. Biting the inside of cheek to keep from laughing, Vapre just shrugged. It felt like the closest he’d ever come to being struck by lightning when he’d practiced with Echo. They’d tried it a few more times, and the sensation had lessened, but it still left him shaky and nauseous every time.
Before Eyce could argue or Vapre had even finished his thought, Echo opened the bridge between them. Tensing and jerking, Vapre felt the power ebb and surge, coursing through him at a fantastical speed. His head swam, his stomach churned, and he gritted his teeth together to keep from biting his tongue.
Eyce was not faring as well. His head dropped back on his shoulders, the cords in his neck straining as he struggled to keep quiet. Vapre wanted to reach out to him, comfort him, but his own body stood frozen and locked in place.
As the electricity coursed through him, Vapre tried to push away the uncomfortable sensations and focus on what was to come. He’d done very little research, to Echo’s severe disappointment. He just hadn’t seen the need. No matter what it found in the endless pages of information, nothing would prepare him for this test.
It didn’t matter either. No matter what ugliness decided to rear its head, Vapre would face it, and he would win. Failure was not an option. Echo’s safety, the well-being of all his men, rested in him being able to face down and conquer the danger that threatened them.
Echo released his hand just as the sun sank below the horizon, and Vapre let out a shuddering breath. Eyce, on the other hand, dropped to his knees and hurled his cookies all over the frozen ground. Vapre winced in sympathy and moved to hold Eyce’s long hair back from his face.
“Are you nervous?” Echo asked.
“No,” Vapre answered honestly. During the five days when he’d thought Echo would never wake up again, and the week when he wasn’t sure if his lovers were alive or dead, Vapre had come to one very important conclusion. He would do whatever it took to keep them safe.
Echo’s love had opened the door, shining sunlight into Vapre’s heart and giving him a strength he never knew he possessed. It had also opened his eyes, allowing him to see the rest of his men in a whole new way. Finally, his mate had made him realize exactly what he stood to lose if he should fail. Though he hoped it didn’t come to it, Vapre would gladly give his life for any one of his men.
Peace and confidence settled around him like a warm blanket, and Vapre pushed to his feet, offering a hand to help Eyce up as well. “I’m ready,” he said just as the fat raindrops began to fall from the sky.
“Good,” Echo replied, tilting his face upward and blinking against the rain, “because it’s here.”
Loud screeching rent the night air as the wind intensified, whirling around them as it whistled through the nearby trees. The clouds churned and rolled overhead, and three shadowy figures swooped and ca
ckled in the dark sky.
“Fiero!” Echo called. “Can you shed some light on the situation?”
“My pleasure,” Fiero answered, and Vapre could hear the smirk in his voice. Cocky bastard.
Three balls of fire shot into the air, melding together at the highest point and fanning out to form an enormous circle directly over the house. “Damn, he’s good,” Vapre breathed as he watched the flames dance above them, unhindered by the rain that poured from the sky.
“He’s stronger now,” Echo answered as though they were discussing what to cook for dinner. “Can we do this now? I’m cold and wet.”
Vapre pushed his soaked hair back from his face and wiped the water from his eyes. He held out his hand, palm up, and nodded. “Let’s go.”
Echo took his hand, then held the other out for Eyce. “Shit,” Eyce mumbled but took the offered hand and squeezed his firmly. “I’m in.”
“Like you had a choice,” Echo mumbled under his breath.
“I heard that.”
“You were supposed to, dumbass.”
Vapre rolled his eyes and huffed. “Can we focus now, children?”
Echo just lifted his head and stuck his tongue out. “Fine. What the hell are those things anyway?” He jerked his head skyward. “They look like birds, but the head is all wrong.”
Vapre studied the flying creatures as he flipped through his mental list of mythological beasts and groaned. “Harpies,” he snarled. “Everyone inside!”
“I’m holding the fire!” Fiero yelled back.
“I want to stay!” Jet whined.
Vapre growled, a purely animalistic sound, and snapped his head around to glare at them. “Everyone get the fuck inside!”
With a lot of groaning and grumbling, the group moved back up the porch and disappeared inside the house but stayed close by the windows to watch the action unfold. Fiero didn’t move. He glared right back at Vapre, crossing his arms over his chest as if daring Vapre to say something.
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