Evans, Gabrielle - Firestorm [Fatefully Yours 3] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) (11 page)

“It wasn’t like that!” Mac gasped and wrapped his arms around Sony’s waist, burying his face in the man’s chest. “I swear it’s not like that. Gage will tell you, too.”

Sony chuckled and kissed the top of Mac’s head. “I know, and I’m glad I understand where the feelings were coming from. I’ve never been jealous like that before. I know Gage loves us both equally.”

“I was jealous, too,” Mac admitted quietly. “I thought that you loved Gage more than you did me, and that’s why you were on his other side. It seems silly now.”

Fiero looked to Myst and Echo.

Echo just shook his head. “I was mad, but I don’t think it had anything to do with Syn. I mean, I sure as hell wasn’t feeling all go-with-the-flow last night.”

Fiero nodded and focused his eyes on Myst.

Myst shook his head as well. “I was definitely pissed last night, but it didn’t seem to bother anyone else, so I thought I was just overreacting. I had just stepped out of the shower and was dressing when I heard the yelling and howling. I was scared that Echo would get hurt, but I definitely wasn’t feeling pissed off or jealous.”

Then the entire room turned to look at Syn.

Syn just shrugged. “I don’t rightly understand how I do it, so I can’t answer you. I’m sorry.” He looked down at his hands again, and Fiero noticed his slim shoulders were shaking. “Do you want me to leave now?”

To Fiero’s surprise, Echo pulled the vampire into his arms and hugged him fiercely. “No. I don’t want you to leave. You’re needed here, and we’ll work on your powers—figure out a way to for you control them. It must be really hard for you.”

Syn broke down, throwing his arms around Echo’s back, and sobbed against his shoulder. “Why are you being so nice to me? I’ve done nothing but cause problems since I arrived.”

“But you didn’t mean them,” Echo said quietly. “I understand that now. We’ll figure everything out. Fate brought you here, the same way it brought me to my mates. We’re all family now, and family doesn’t quit on each other.”

Fiero’s eyes burned, and he blinked rapidly, damning himself for being weak. Clearing his throat, he reached out and stroked his hand down Echo’s spine. He’d never met a more giving, loving soul in his life. No wonder he had fallen so hard and so fast for his little mate. The man made it impossible
not
to love him.

Everyone gathered around them, all touching some part of Echo as they smiled goofily at one another. “Fate brought us together,” Syx whispered. “So, in essence, we are fatefully yours, little one.”

Echo sniffed, the tears streaming down his face as he looked up at Syx and smiled beautifully. “I like that. Fatefully yours.”

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but do you think we could go get our mate now?”

Fiero looked over his shoulder and chuckled at the impatient look on Sony’s face.

Echo glanced over at Sony as well and blushed. “Oops.”

Chapter Ten

Echo woke to delicious heat and plump lips wrapped around his morning wood. He didn’t know which of his demons was currently sucking his cock, and he didn’t really care. He’d fallen asleep with Fiero, Vapre, and Myst, and judging by the enthusiasm in which his throbbing shaft was being adored, he guessed it was probably Myst.

Another set of lips moved along the column of his throat, while a warm, slippery tongue licked lazy circles around one of his nipples. “This beats the hell out of an alarm clock.” He sighed happily, keeping his eyes closed, and just enjoying the attention.

Vapre chuckled, his voice thick and husky as his breath stuttered across Echo’s erect nipple. “Good morning, baby.”

Teeth nipped at Echo’s earlobe. “Good morning,” Fiero whispered.

Yep, he’d been right. The silky tongue gliding over his hard cock belonged to Myst. The warrior hummed his salutation as well, sending faint vibrations down Echo’s length and straight to his already tightening sac.

Moaning softly, Echo tilted his head, giving Fiero more room to play, and arched his back, pressing his chest more firmly against Vapre’s mouth. He gasped when two slick fingers pressed against his hole, caressing him gently then pushing inside so slowly, he wanted to growl in impatience.

He loved this. Loved these men and the things they did to him. Loved the way they made him lose control and forget himself and all his worries. He’d do anything to stay with them—anything to never lose this.

With that thought firmly in place, Echo relaxed his body and let the sensations wash over him, needing the closeness and intimacy. It wasn’t just about the sex, though that was always mind-blowing. He just needed that connection with his lovers, that link that bound them together and made him feel like he could do anything.

A third finger slipped in beside the first two, and Myst pumped his hand, stretching Echo’s tight opening as his mouth continued to do sinful things to Echo’s cock. Vapre’s and Fiero’s hands roamed his body, stroking and caressing him until Echo was panting and moaning, begging wordlessly for more.

When Myst pushed in a fourth finger, Echo’s eyes flew open and his head jerked up to look down at his lovers. They’d never needed to stretch him this much. Exactly what did they have planned for him?

“Relax,” Fiero whispered against Echo’s collarbone as he licked and nipped at it. “Trust us.”

And Echo did. Whatever it was, he knew his warriors would never hurt him. So, he eased his head back to the pillow and closed his eyes again, anticipation of what was to come building until his body practically vibrated beneath their combined touch.

Then Myst’s fingers eased from his twitching hole, and his mouth popped off of Echo’s straining cock. Echo whimpered at the loss, but he didn’t have long to mourn before he was flipped over to his stomach, and his knees were shoved under him, lifting his ass into the air.

Before he could even catch his breath, Vapre moved in behind him and thrust forcefully inside Echo’s channel. Now, he knew why Myst had been so intent on stretching him. Vapre wasted no time with slow and gentle, but set a demanding pace, driving into Echo’s ass punishingly.

Echo cried out in pleasure, clenching the sheets in fist and pushing back against the invasion. Gods, he loved it! “More,” he demanded roughly.

Vapre’s arm slid under his chest and jerked him upright so that his back rested against the warrior’s chest. The arms locked him in place as Vapre growled behind him, continuing to pound into his needy hole.

Myst crawled to them, his ass hanging over the edge of the bed as he once again engulfed Echo’s bouncing prick to the back of his throat. Echo almost closed his eyes as the sensations threatened to overwhelm him, but Fiero chose that moment to grip Myst’s hips and slide his cock into the demon’s waiting tunnel.

Myst moaned, swallowing around the head of Echo’s cock, and Echo almost blew his load then and there. Vapre’s hand smoothed up Echo’s chest and began pinching and tugging at his nipples in turn, while his other arm held a death grip across Echo’s hips.

Fiero growled and grunted, slamming into Myst’s ass and driving the man forward so that every thrust caused the tip of Echo’s dick to brush against the velvety lining of Myst’s throat. The fullness in his ass, the wet heat wrapped around his shaft, the sights, sounds, and smell were too much.

Echo felt the electricity zip along his spine, his lower belly tightened, and his cock swelled and pulsed against Myst’s tongue until he couldn’t hold back any longer. “Gonna,” he warned.

“Do it,” Vapre whispered raggedly against the back of his neck. “Come for us, baby.” He punctuated the command with a hard thrust into Echo’s clenching hole. “Scream. I love it when you scream.” Then he licked a slow path up the side of Echo’s neck and sank his teeth into the sensitive flesh, claiming Echo all over again.

Echo screamed until his throat felt raw, and his voice sounded hoarse. His inner walls clamped down on Vapre’s throbbing length as his orgasm ripped through him, rocketing up his shaft and spilling into Myst’s hungry mouth.

Myst moaned happily, swallowing down Echo’s cum like a pro, then licked him clean before letting the softening length slip from his mouth. A deep groan rolled up from his chest, and he reached down to palm his flexing cock, stroking furiously as creamy ropes of semen erupted from the slit.

Fiero’s low grunt followed quickly, and he buried his face in Myst’s shoulder as his hips stilled, and his body shuddered.

Vapre’s fangs retracted from Echo’s skin, and he licked at the bite mark as his body tensed and he ground his groin against Echo’s ass. Then molten lava filled Echo’s convulsing passage, causing him to moan softly, and another few drops of seed dribbled from his flagging erection.

“Gods, I love mornings,” he murmured, his eyelids drooping as he sagged back against Vapre’s chest.

His men chuckled, and somehow they all ended up in a pile in the center of the bed, wrapped together in a tangle of arms and legs. Myst moved on top of him, grinning like a fool as his still hard cock slid into Echo’s loosened hole. “Who said we were finished with you?”

Echo moaned, arching against his lover and wrapping his arms around Myst’s neck. “I guess no one,” he murmured. He locked his legs around Myst’s hips as his warrior moved inside him slowly, gently. It was so different from Vapre’s rough handling, but Echo loved it just as much.

Watching over Myst’s shoulder, he smiled up at Vapre as the man lined up his thick cock with Myst’s hole, and pressed in slowly. Myst hissed against Echo’s neck, pausing in his movements while he adjusted to Vapre’s invasion. “Hung like a fucking horse,” he mumbled.

Echo chuckled breathlessly. “Tell me about it.”

Then Myst began moving between them, groaning and panting when the pace increased, and Echo felt his release building inside him once more. Turning his head to the side, he found Fiero stretched out beside him, watching them with a heated gaze. Echo licked his lips, his eyes locked firmly on Fiero’s mouth.

His lover got the hint, rolling forward to fist Echo’s hair in his hand and claim his mouth in a scorching kiss. The kiss seemed to last forever, and after a while, Echo began debating the need to breathe. Before he could make the decision between sucking in the much needed oxygen, or sucking Fiero’s tongue down his throat, Myst’s mouth latched on to Echo’s throat, sinking his canines into the supple flesh there. Echo ripped his mouth away from Fiero’s and cried out raggedly to the ceiling as his orgasm took him by surprise.

“Beautiful,” Fiero mumbled, peppering kisses over Echo’s forehead and cheeks.

More hot seed filled his tunnel, and loud growls went around the room. Then everyone was moving again. Echo stayed in place, sprawled limply on the bed, as Fiero covered his body, and Myst and Vapre stretched out beside them on the mattress.

“Are you too sore?” Fiero whispered as he brushed his lips over Echo’s panting mouth. “I don’t need this.”

Dragging his eyelids open, Echo smiled up at his lover and reached up with trembling fingers to stroke Fiero’s cheek. “I’m fine. Make love to me.”

Taking him as his word, Fiero knelt between Echo’s splayed thighs, pushing his knees up to his chest and sliding into him slowly. He thrust gently, making love to Echo’s body in easy, sensuous strokes as his hands caressed every part of Echo’s skin he could reach.

Myst and Vapre took turns devouring Echo’s mouth while the other overloaded his senses by nipping and licking at his chest and belly. Though he didn’t think he had another orgasm left in him, his body had no such doubts. His cock began to fill once more, his balls ached, and his skin broke out in sweat as lightning bolts of pure lust rocked his body.

Then Myst and Vapre moved off him, and Fiero slid an arm under Echo’s lower back, lifting him higher as he leaned forward to cover Echo’s body. Bracing himself on one hand, he urged Echo to move with him, his rhythm increasing, and he skimmed his nose along Echo’s throat, inhaling deeply.

Echo shuddered, gripping on to Fiero’s shoulders when he realized what was coming. Fiero’s tongue snaked out, swirling over Echo’s damp skin before his sharp teeth slid easily through the flesh.