Evans, Gabrielle - Shades of Black [Fatefully Yours 5] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) (19 page)

Echo was looking. The most exquisite mixture of pain and pleasure covered Fiero’s handsome visage as he pushed back against Hex’s invading length.

Vapre’s hand landed on his ass again and again in rapid succession, as he began tugging on the butt plug in Echo’s gripping channel. Moaning loudly, Echo rocked on his knees, pushing back against his lover and begging wordlessly for more.

“Myst loves to suck cock. Look how deep he can go. You love that about him, don’t you?” If Syx was trying to drive him crazy with words alone, he was doing a fantastic job. His constant erotic narrative had Echo chewing on his lip as he battled against the urge to come.

“I know what you really love, though,” Syx whispered seductively. “You crave a hard cock in your ass and a warm mouth wrapped around your dick. You love having your ass filled while the wet suction around your cock leaves you feeling dizzy. The slow burn that works across your body, the way your stomach clenches, the ache in your balls just before your orgasm slams into you.”

“Please!” Echo begged as he watched Eyce slip two fingers into Myst’s clenching hole and begin pumping them in and out. Vapre’s hand smacked his cheeks again, just over the crease, pushing the toy further into his passage so that it nudged against his prostate.

“Scream, baby,” Syx encouraged while his hands roamed over Echo’s sensitive skin. “Don’t hold it in. Scream as loud as you want.”

Some kind of silent communication must have gone on between Vapre and Syx, because Syx slid under Echo just as Vapre pulled the plug from Echo’s clenching hole. They worked together, easing Echo down on Syx’s swollen cock until his heated backside rested against the demon’s groin.

“You did so good,” Vapre whispered in his ear, his hand smoothing up and down Echo’s chest as Syx began to thrust up into him.

Echo gripped the slats in the headboard and held on for dear life. His damp chest pressed against Syx’s, rubbing his cock with a glorious friction with every plunge of Syx’s cock into his greedy channel.

Then Syx stilled his movements, groaning loudly as his eyes rolled back in his head. Echo glanced over his shoulder as much as his position would allow and watched as the same expression covered Vapre’s face. His lover began a slow rhythm, thrusting and out of Syx’s entrance, and it didn’t take long for Syx to catch on and begin to move as well. His arms circled around Echo’s back, encouraging and helping to move up and down on Syx’s engorged shaft.

Fingers tangled in Echo’s hair, tugging gently and encouraging him to turn his head. Fiero knelt on the bed, his cock in hand as he pulled Echo’s head toward it without a word. Happy to comply, Echo continued to move his hips as he bent to the side and engulfed Fiero’s dick to the back of his throat. The demon grunted, holding Echo’s head still by his hair, and began rocking in and out of Echo’s mouth.

The others gathered around them, stroking their hard lengths as they watched the erotic show. Harder and faster, the tempo increased, the intensity built, and Echo hollowed his cheeks around Fiero’s cock as Syx’s next upward thrust nailed his prostate and sent his head spinning.

“Oh, fuck!” Fiero growled and bitter seed spurted from his slit in pulses as it bathed Echo’s tongue.

Vapre groaned, slamming into Syx so hard Echo felt them moving up the bed. Syx’s hands gripped Echo’s hips, pulling him down hard as he roared out to the heavens and molten lava filled Echo’s convulsing passage.

Echo released Fiero’s softening cock, tossed his head back on his shoulders, and screamed as his cock erupted in pearly strings of sticky cum, painting the space between him and his lover. Grunts and groans echoed off the walls as the others found their own releases and hot, sticky cum splashed over Echo’s back and shoulders.

Slumping over Syx, he buried his face in the man’s neck and began to laugh. “Not that I’m complaining, but you do know you can just bite me if you want to mark me that bad, right?”

Six wet tongues began licking over his back, cleaning the cum from him, and Echo shivered and moaned. Syx rubbed their cheeks together and chuckled. “But what fun would that be, my pretty little cum slut?”

Echo sighed. His mate had a point.

* * * *

“So, what do you want for your birthday?” Syx adopted a stern look and pointed a finger in Echo’s face when his lover looked as though he’d argue. “Just make this easy and tell me.”

“You already bought me a damn car. I don’t think you can really top that, babe.”

“Okay, so something better than a car. Got it.” Syx turned and headed for the kitchen.

“What?” Echo jumped up from the sofa. “No. That’s not what I meant! Syx, get back here.”

“Echo wants something bigger and better than a car,” Syx announced with a smirk as he walked into the kitchen.

His men looked at him thoughtfully before they each smiled. “We’ll find something perfect.”

“You guys are impossible,” Echo huffed. “That is not what I meant! All I was saying is that you already bought me a car, and I really don’t see a reason for you to get me anything else for my birthday. I kind of figured an SUV covered birthdays, Christmases, and anniversaries for the next five years.”

“Anniversaries?” Myst tilted his head to the side and rested his hands on his hips. “Do we have one of those coming up?”

“No!” Echo demanded. “No more presents. I’ve already agreed to let you throw me this stupid party.”

“Let us?” Fiero asked with raised eyebrows.

“Stupid party?” Onyx added.

“Ugh!” Echo threw his hands in the air, turned on his heels, and marched out of the room. “I give up,” he called over his shoulder. “Do whatever you want!”

“I’m really glad he said that,” Hex mumbled as he took a sip of his coffee.

Syx nodded his agreement. “Because we were going to anyway?”

Hex winked at him. “You got it.”

“Does anyone else find it strange that Ares didn’t make his grand appearance this time?” Onyx leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. “I mean, that prick always has to have the last word.”

“Well, I don’t think we’ve heard the last from him, and yeah, it is kind of odd.” Syx frowned and scratched at the back of his neck. “Maybe he’s sulking because his plan backfired. Instead of me failing in my task, we gained two damn powerful allies in the war. That would be enough to piss anyone off.”

“Yes,” Vapre said slowly. “Ares doesn’t sulk, though. He gets pissed off and gets revenge. He’s going to be looking for a whole lot of payback right about now. What the fuck does he even want with Echo anyway?”

Everyone looked at him with raised eyebrows, and Vapre shook his head as he chuckled. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just don’t understand why Ares wants him so bad that he’s willing to go to war for him.”

“I don’t think Ares is going to war for Echo,” Hex said. “I think he wants Echo because he knows our mate is important to us and could potentially lead to our victory. Other than that, there is still something we’re not seeing.”

“Well, who’s up next?” Myst asked. “The best we can do for now is make sure we’re prepared for our tests and take things one day at a time.”

Syx stared at the warrior with wide eyes. Myst rolled his eyes and flipped him off. “What? I have good ideas, and I’m not as completely oblivious as everyone thinks. It’s just easier to feign ignorance. You guys don’t expect so much from me then.”

Chuckling under his breath, Syx shook his head as he headed over to the counter to make a cup of coffee. On second thought…he reached out and snatched the mug from Hex’s hands and gave his lover a quick kiss on the lips to cut off any protest. “Thank you, Hex.”

Hex grumbled for a minute, but he was smiling, so Syx knew he’d already been forgiven. Taking a tentative sip, he grimaced. Hex always used too much sugar. Wrapping his fingers around the mug, Syx turned to address everyone. “Okay, so we need to go over the prophecy again and try to pinpoint which task aligns with Myst, Onyx, or Hex.”

“Right,” Fiero said. “And let’s try to be prepared this time. Waiting until the last minute has worked so far, but it makes me damn nervous, and I don’t like being nervous.”

“You sound like The Incredible Hulk,” Myst mumbled under his breath. “None of us like not knowing what’s going to happen, but we’re doing the best we can. Unless you have something useful to add, maybe you could just keep your negativity to a minimum.”

Wow, Syx had been seeing an entirely new side to Myst in the last few weeks. He didn’t have to dip into the man’s mind to know the cause, though. Myst was scared. He had no idea when his task would be up, and he feared he would fail at whatever lay before him. He worried that the other warriors would blame him if he failed and they lost Echo to Ares.

Unfortunately, Syx didn’t know how to comfort the demon. It was kind of like loving Echo. It wasn’t something you could explain in words. Myst wouldn’t fully understand or grasp the significance until he’d experienced it for himself. Still, Syx would do everything in his power to help his lover come out on top.

“Okay, so we still have the lab, Ares, three more tests, and the war.” Onyx ticked them off on his fingers as he spoke. “Piece of cake.”

“Oh, shit!” Myst jumped up from his chair and began flying around the kitchen, pulling things from the cabinets, looking into the pantry, and digging through the refrigerator. “Crap, crap, crap!”

“What the hell has gotten into you?” Hex demanded as he narrowly avoided being smashed into the counter and spilling hot coffee all over himself.

“We’re having the party tomorrow, and I completely forgot to make the fucking cake. I don’t even have all the stuff I need and the roads haven’t been cleared yet so I don’t even know how I’m going to get into town to get it.”

“Slow down there, Betty Crocker.” Syx slapped the warrior on the back as he laughed. It had taken almost triple the time for them to make it home from the cave. It really wasn’t worth risking sliding off the road just to go to town for cake supplies. “If you can’t get into town, that means no one can get out here. So, it looks like we’re going to have to postpone the party until his actual birthday.”

“Did I hear correctly?” Echo asked as he strolled back into the kitchen. “We’re not having the party?”

“Nice try, runt.” Fiero threw a wadded up napkin at Echo’s face. “You’re going to have a birthday party, and you’re going to love it, or else.”

“Woohoo!” Echo cheered sarcastically as he waved his hands in the air and wiggled his fingers. “You make it sound like a real blast.”

“Well, you make it sound like a goddamn death sentence,” Fiero countered. And they were off, everyone jumping in to argue their point and demanding that they were right.

Syx just leaned against the counter and sipped at his coffee as he watched. One day they’d learn that Echo always got his way. In the meantime, though, it was damn fun to watch the fireworks.

End of Book 5: Shades of Black

To be continued in

Book 6: Hypnotic Healing

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