Evans, Gabrielle - Shades of Black [Fatefully Yours 5] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) (9 page)

Two minutes into it, and Echo already felt like he’d go off like a Roman candle. His balls ached, his dick throbbed inside Vapre’s mouth, and his ass clenched greedily at the fingers sawing in and out of his passage.

He attacked Fiero’s mouth, licking and biting at his lips before thrusting his tongue inside to pillage and explore. A third finger joined the first two inside his hole, and Echo groaned, the sound muffled against Fiero’s lips. Then the heat surrounding his cock disappeared, replaced by a strong hand that stroked him in sure, quick movements.

Easing out of the kiss, Echo glanced down and wished he hadn’t. Vapre worked him with his hand while his head bobbed up and down on Fiero’s hard length. The sight of Fiero’s spit-slicked cock sliding in and out of Vapre’s lush lips sent Echo’s head spinning and his orgasm rushing toward him.

“Now,” he pleaded. He didn’t want it to end, but he couldn’t wait any longer.

“Oh, thank fuck,” Myst breathed as he settled against Fiero’s back.

Echo couldn’t see, but he could picture Myst’s thick shaft pushing into Fiero’s hole, stretching him wide as he invaded the dark depths. “Oh, hell,” he whispered. “Syx, please.”

“Shh, baby. I got you,” Syx crooned as he pulled his fingers free of Echo’s tight grip, lined up the bulbous head of his prick with Echo’s entrance, and pushed in slowly.

Vapre’s lips surrounded his cock at the same time, and Echo almost came then and there. No way was he going to last more than a few minutes. He only hoped he could hold off long enough for Syx to find his release first.

Myst’s fingers dug into Fiero’s hip, his knuckles turning white from the bruising hold as he grunted and groaned, slamming into Fiero’s ass wildly. Fiero groaned, his eyelids drifting closed as he moved with the warrior, giving as good as he received.

Vapre’s cheeks hollowed, sucking hard on Echo’s prick as he used his hand to jerk Fiero’s weeping cock. Echo slid his fingers into Vapre’s soft hair, encouraging rather than forcing as each snap of Syx’s hips drove his dick further into the demon’s mouth.

Long fingers wrapped around the back of Echo’s neck, dragging him forward into a demanding kiss. Echo submitted willingly to his lover, allowing Fiero to control the kiss and take whatever he needed.

Syx pulled Echo’s leg up and back, hooking his knee over Syx’s thigh. The position opened him wider, allowing Syx to push deeper, and the next inward glide of his rigid cock nailed Echo’s prostate, causing him to cry out as stars burst behind his closed eyelids.

“You love this, don’t you, Echo?”
Syx’s words slipped into his mind, taking him by surprise.
“Beg for me, baby. Tell me you want me to come in this tight ass. Mmm, love the way your hole just eats up my cock.”
Syx drove into Echo forcefully.
“Tell me.”

“Gods, please! Come in my ass. Make me feel it. Fill me up!”
Good grief, he couldn’t even
think
in complete sentences. His spine tingled, his balls ached, and his stomach clenched as Syx’s naughty words pushed him closer to the edge.
“Can’t last.”

“Do you want to come? Beg me. Beg me to let you come, baby.”
Syx’s fingers slid under Vapre’s chin and fondled Echo’s balls.
“Tell me how much you want it.”

“Shit!” Echo screamed out loud. “Please!”

“Please what? Say it!”
Syx punctuated the command with a hard thrust into Echo’s convulsing channel.

“Please let me come. I need to come. Damn, damn, damn. I’ll do anything you want.”

“Mine,” Syx growled just before his razor-sharp canines pierced the side of Echo’s neck, puncturing the skin easily.

Instant pleasure started from the small wound and spread quickly throughout Echo’s entire body. Vapre sucked hard on his cock just as Fiero roared and stringy ropes of cream erupted from his slit to splash over Vapre’s hand, wrist, and even the side of his face.

The sight finally threw Echo hurdling over the edge, and his fingers fisted in Vapre’s hair as he screamed out his release, pouring copious amounts of salty cum down Vapre’s throat.

Myst came next, grunting loudly as he wrapped his arms around Fiero’s torso and buried his face in the man’s neck. Syx groaned as he relinquished his hold on Echo’s neck, and his entire body tensed as fiery wetness coated Echo’s inner walls.

Limp and sated, Echo sagged in Syx’s arms with a goofy smile on his face. Through half-lidded eyes, he watched Vapre lick him clean then struggle up to his knees, his hand a mere blur as he stroked his straining cock furiously.

“C’mere,” Echo slurred, and pushed up on one elbow.

Vapre didn’t even question it. He inched forward, palmed the back of Echo’s head, and pushed inside his willing mouth with a long, low, groan of pleasure.

Too exhausted to move, Echo let Vapre set the pace as he clamped his lips around the hard flesh. Vapre pumped twice, three times, then pushed to the back of Echo’s throat as he howled out his release.

Echo backed off just enough to catch his mate’s seed on his tongue, letting it pool there before swallowing it down quickly. Mmm, he loved the taste of his men.

“Sweet hell,” Vapre panted, pulling out of Echo’s mouth and sitting back on his heels. “I needed that.”

The others murmured their agreement, including Echo. Syx’s flaccid cock slipped from his hole, and cum began to dribble down Echo’s crease, which led him to another thought. “How the hell are we supposed to clean up?”

* * * *

“You assholes are damn loud,” Pax complained when Syx and his lovers finally emerged from the tent. The sun was fully up, and the two shifters already had coffee brewing over the campfire.

“So are they,” Jet mumbled as he jerked his thumb toward Gage and Mac’s tent. “How a person is supposed to sleep through all that damn noise, I don’t know.”

Syx frowned. Not because he felt embarrassed or guilty about what he’d done with his men, but because he thought Pax and Jet were lovers as well.

“So, did you jerk off?” Myst asked with a wicked grin. “Did it get your motor running?”

“Oh, I got a nice wake-up blow job,” Jet tossed back, smiling just as mischievously. “Just saying it would have been nice if that blow job had come a couple of hours later.” He leaned over and kissed Pax’s temple. “Thank you.”

Pax flushed, but smiled in return. “Anytime, love.”

Syx laughed under his breath. Okay, so at least he’d been right about one thing. Not only were the shifters heating up the sheets, they cared about each other. He didn’t know if it was love, and it wasn’t really any of his business, but there was a deep bond there, nonetheless.

“So, what are we doing today?” Echo asked around a yawn. “Well, after I get to shrivel my balls off in the fucking stream. I really wish I had thought that through before I ended up with cum dripping down my thighs.”

Pax and Jet roared with laughter, falling against each other and hugging their sides. “Why do you think we went with blow jobs?” Jet gasped.

“Yeah, well, you didn’t have four horny men to please, either,” Echo countered with an arched eyebrow.

Jet continued to laugh, but nodded. “Point taken.”
          

“Well, I have an idea of how to find this cave. I can’t guarantee it will work, but it’s worth a shot.” Everyone sobered immediately and turned to look at Syx. He fought not to fidget under the scrutiny. With Hex gone, and Eyce at home, the leadership fell to him. It wasn’t a role he assumed often, and he hated having everyone waiting for his next command.

“So, let’s hear it,” Echo prodded. “What’s the plan?”

“I’m going to try to look inside Pax’s and Jet’s minds. Even if they don’t remember how to get to the cave, maybe something in their memories will give us a clearer idea of where to begin our search.”

Echo beamed at him. “That’s a brilliant idea.”

Syx dipped his head in gratitude before addressing the shifters. “Do you think if you shifted that maybe you could scent out the place? I know it’s been a while, and it’s snowed twice since then, but maybe you can pick up something.”

Jet and Pax looked at each other then back up to Syx. “Yeah, we can try,” Pax answered slowly. “Just don’t freak, okay?”

“You’ve said that before.” Echo stepped in front of Syx and cocked his head to the side. “Why do you keep saying that? I’m mated to a bunch of freakin’ demons. Why would I freak?”

“Because we’re not regular wolves,” Jet answered. “We’re really big fucking wolves, and we just don’t want you to be scared of us. We’re completely sentient when we shift, and we would never hurt any of you.”

“I never thought you would.” Echo fisted his hands on his hips and chuckled. “You worry too much. Believe me, I’ve seen weirder, and I haven’t cracked yet.”

Syx bit his tongue, but he couldn’t help wondering how much longer it would be before Echo finally broke under the strain. The mind could only take so much before it rebelled and shut down completely.

Hopefully, they’d find the answers to this mess before that happened to his mate.

Chapter Eight

Echo sighed and shook his head. “I don’t know what to do. It’s been three days, and we still haven’t found anything. We’re trying, but it’s just not working.”

“You seek in the wrong places.”

“Funny enough, I figured that on my own, thank you.”

The Oracle laughed softly. “You misunderstand. You seek in misguided places to discover the answers you want.” She pressed her palm to Echo’s chest, just over his heart. “You are blinded by your jealousy.”

“I don’t want him here,” Echo growled. “I will not let Craze just strut in here and take what belongs to me.”

“Nor would I expect that of you. He will be valuable, however. His powers are far reaching and in tune with the perils you will face.”

“Then why can’t you just bring him here like the others? Why does Hex have to go after him?” Echo fisted his hands on his hips and kicked at the thick grass like a petulant child. “He shouldn’t have left.”

“Your lover has many troubles,” the Oracle answered softly. “It is not always easy to be accountable for others. I cannot interfere with free will. I can lead them, but I cannot force them to follow.” She sounded sad as she spoke.

Echo didn’t like how it tugged at his heart, so he changed the subject. “What about Syx? We don’t even know what the task is, let alone how to win.”

“Skill with a shield and sword are not the only useful abilities in battle,” the Oracle answered cryptically. “Syx will prove himself in other ways.”

“Great, but we still have no idea what’s coming.” Echo threw his hands up in frustration and began pacing through the flowers. “Why won’t you help us?” He practically screamed the words, and his chest rose and fell rapidly as he struggled to control his anger. “If you have nothing helpful to offer, then just leave us the fuck alone!”

The minute the words left his mouth, dark clouds began to swirl in the sky, blotting out the sun and sending the temperatures plummeting. A strong wind whipped his hair around his face, and chill bumps broke out over his bare arms.

Crap! When would he learn to keep his stupid mouth shut? The last thing he needed was to piss off the Oracle. Spinning around with an apology on the tip of his tongue, Echo gasped when he found himself surrounded by a ring of fire.

As in his other dreams, he stood on the fringes, as though looking through a window to the picture within. The Oracle stood in the center of the circle as always, the warriors gathered around her. There were four missing, though. Syx, Eyce, and Onyx didn’t move closer together, however, making the empty spaces where their loves should have been only more apparent.