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It was relatively quiet, and their feet echoed off the floor as they made their way toward the small in-house restaurant located just past the concierge’s desk. The historic building was no less fancy than any modern hotel that Levi had ever stayed in. Marius had chosen well for them. It was terribly romantic.

He glanced at all the uniformed men walking beside them. It didn’t feel unnatural for them to be there. Erik’s tension was unnecessary. His dream said so, and Levi’s feelings felt so. Marius’s green eyes fell on him. There was fear in those emerald depths. It made Levi’s chest tight. The possibility of hurting Marius seemed absolutely abhorrent. Until he accepted the Elites, Levi wouldn’t even entertain the possibility. Didn’t matter that they smelled good and Levi’s instinct screamed at him to rub against them like a cat. He sighed. This was giving him a headache.

Erik reached out and gripped his hand, giving it a squeeze.

“Relax, baby. No worries. Nothing is going to happen that we don’t all agree on.”

Erik always seemed so strong to Levi. He panicked when change occurred, but otherwise, he was a rock. He was nephilim like Levi, and as such, he should’ve technically been more like Levi, but he was far from dependent on their fallen lover.

They paused at the Please Wait to Be Seated sign as a man in a three-piece suit came over and motioned for them to follow him. No doubt they posed an intimidating picture. The Elites were massive, and Marius was just as big. Erik fit in with them despite his smaller, more average human size. It was then that Levi realized that he was the only one who didn’t fit. He’d been described more than once as a twink. He looked down at his body. He was thin and scrawny. His
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fingers went to his belt loops and twisted the denim strips he found there. Anxiety started bubbling in his stomach.

“You’re perfect,” Marius said, putting an arm around his shoulders as they walked up to a long table toward the back of the restaurant.

Levi shot his lover a grateful smile. “I know you think so.” Marius and Erik had been the only ones who had ever made him feel perfect and beautiful. The scars that scoured his back like so many divots of shame didn’t bother them. His eyes went to the Elites. Would they bother the new men in their lives?

“We’re sorry about the mix-up,” the waiter apologized. “We were under the impression that the rest of the wedding party wouldn’t be attending breakfast. This is the only table large enough to accommodate. Is that all right?”

Erik gave a nod. “Of course. This will be just fine.” They took their seats, the Elites on one half of the table, and Marius motioned for Erik and Levi to sit on the other half by him. The sound of creaking chairs and rustling menus permeated the air.
This is
awkward
. Levi was eternally grateful when the waiter filled his water glass and asked if he wanted some orange juice.

More silence followed their drink orders and dragged on in painful permanence. Levi took another gulp of water. No one seemed willing to break the endless click of ice cubes in the water glasses.

Levi couldn’t take it anymore. “So, you guys are military, sort of?” Pulses of vibrant blues surrounded the Elites as he asked the question. The color of pleasure seemed so strange for something as simple as Levi’s voice.

“Sort of. We’re heaven’s shock troops. Most guardians work independently. We’re the only faction in heaven that works like a unit,” Axis said, his voice warm and soothing. Levi could get used to hearing that voice.

Levi smiled. “That sounds exciting.”

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“Not as exciting as you think. We rarely get to go on mission.

They only bring us out in dire situations or on special missions,” the violet-eyed one said. He took a gulp out of his orange juice and gave Levi a cocky grin. “I’m Keer, by the way.”

“Keer? That’s an interesting name.” Levi sipped his water. His eyes went around the table. They were all unique, exotic, just like Marius. Keer had violet eyes and dark hair. He’d never seen eyes like that. They all seemed to have unique coloring. His friend Madigan’s guardian angels all had normal coloring. He wondered why all the angels in his own life were so unique. His eyes went to the next person down the table.

“I’m Jade, little one. Second-in -command after Axis.” The angel’s voice was a deep rumble that caused goose bumps to skitter across Levi’s skin. Jade certainly had a bedroom voice. Couple that with those red eyes and blond hair, he was beautiful.

The blue-eyed, brown-haired one finally looked up from his handheld device. “I’m Brax, but the guys call me I.T.” He lifted his device and waved it. “I’m a little bit of a technophile.” Keer snorted. “More like a techno addict.”

Levi giggled. The grin faded as Marius pursed his lips. He only did that when he wasn’t happy. “Sorry, lover man,” Levi muttered.

“No reason to apologize, beautiful baby,” Marius said. “I’m just…a little weird right now. Don’t mind me.” Painful sick green blossomed around everyone’s aura in the room.

Keer leveled a smile that was pure sex in Marius’s direction.

“Don’t worry, baby, we want you, too.” That green faded a bit and a sort of orange-yellow, a color of attraction, took its place.

Marius’s face reddened, and an answering orange bloomed in his aura. “Shut up.”

Levi looked on curiously. He’d never seen Marius uncomfortable in that way, at least not with anyone but Erik and Levi.

“May I take your orders?”

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Levi jumped as their waiter walked up behind him and spoke. Six men growled in unison at Levi’s discomfort.

Axis was the first to speak. “Four sets of scrambled eggs with cheese, three waffles, two pieces of sausage, four pieces of bacon, and two biscuits on the side of each.” He paused. “What are you, Erik, and Levi having?”

The waiter blanched and gave a little nervous laugh. “That’s a lot of food.”

Axis raised his eyebrows. “We’re a lot of men.” Marius looked fairly impressed. “I’ll have the pancake platter and the breakfast steak with toast.”

“I’ll have waffles, two sausages, and two eggs, please,” Erik said, handing over his menu.

Levi glanced at the menu. There was no way he could eat that much food. “Um, can I have some oatmeal with some fresh cut fruit and some bacon, please?”

“You can have whatever you want, beautiful baby,” Erik assured.

“Anything at all.”

“Sure you don’t need more food?” Axis asked. “Nephilim need to keep up their energy.”

“I’m fine, thanks.” Levi took another sip out of his water glass. It was almost empty. He was going to have to get another space-filler at this rate. “Can I get a refill of water?”

“Absolutely.”

Silence descended on the table again as the waiter went off to put their order in.
Damn
.
Breakfast is going to be really, really long
.

* * * *

Erik was thrumming with energy by the time the table was cleared. His nephilim side was in some serious need. He didn’t know how Levi was standing it. His stupid instincts were clamoring for him to get naked and get laid in the worst ways. All the men in the room
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weren’t helping. Their scents and the memory of their touches left over from his dreams were making him hard and needy. Marius shot him a knowing look and bumped his leg under the table.

“Can it wait?”

“I don’t know,” Erik answered honestly. He met Jade’s eyes from across the table and let those ruby eyes heat his blood to a simmer.

Oh, shit. No. I don’t want Marius to get pissed at me for—

“You want them,” Marius growled but there was lust shimmering in his eyes. “I should be jealous.”

“But you’re not?”

“No.”

“Because we’re your mates,” Jade rumbled, interjecting himself into their conversation.

Marius turned his attention to Jade. “That remains to be seen.” Jade nodded. “You’ll understand when you’re one of us.” A rumble of neither disagreement nor agreement sounded from his fallen lover. It was a sexy sound. Erik’s cock hardened as he stared at Jade’s mouth. What would it feel like wrapped around his—

Jade’s red eyes lit on him. “If you continue to look at me like that, I will fuck you.” Silence descended over the table in an instant, and four pairs of eyes zeroed in on Erik and the Elite who’d spoken.

Erik groaned, part in embarrassment, part in desire. “Marius?” The question was answered by Marius pushing back from the table and grabbing Erik’s wrists, all but dragging him off his seat. The Elites gave each other hard looks, and Keer’s lips twitched in amusement.

“Axis?” Marius growled.

“Yes?”

“Watch Levi for me.”

Erik was stunned. Marius must have actually been on board with this giving-them-a-chance thing if he was trusting the Elites to watch their Levi while Marius took care of Erik’s needs. Erik almost felt bad for dragging Marius away from the table like this, but his nephilim
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instincts had him ready to crawl into the nearest lap he could find and dry hump his way to half a dozen orgasms. As a young half-angel, his libido was extraordinary and required more than an average number of sexual releases a day to keep satisfied. It wasn’t as bad as when he’d first hit angelic puberty, but it was still pretty bad. He felt sorry for Levi, who had hit his angelic puberty early after a group of hunters forced him into his angelhood and hadn’t had someone like Marius to guide him through it. Erik shook his head. He wouldn’t think of that. His body started to throb in the telltale fashion that signaled his overwhelming need.

Marius tugged him away from the table without a backward glance, another first for him when leaving either Erik or Levi alone.

In Erik’s mind, everyone was staring at him as he was led through the restaurant, lobby, and into the lobby bathroom.

“You said you couldn’t wait,” Marius said by way of explanation.

Erik couldn’t argue with that. He couldn’t wait. He was near bursting.

They slipped into the bathroom and locked the door behind them.

Erik jerked his belt free of its loop and popped the button right after.

The marble-topped sinks looked perfect for what he had in mind. He shoved his pants down his hips and down to his ankles.
Damn
. In his haste he forgot to take off his shoes.

Marius reached down, yanked off Erik’s shoes, and tossed his pants across the tiled floor. He reached in his own pants pocket and extricated a small tube of lube he kept stashed there for occasions such as this. He was a real Boy Scout since becoming lover to two randy nephilim.

He spread his legs as Marius came in between them and jerked his legs on either side of the fallen’s hips. Marius slicked his prick with the lubrication and wasted no time in burying himself in Erik’s willing ass. The slight burn and quick stretch made Erik hiss, but his instincts were already forcing him to move his hips in counter rhythm to Marius’s thrusts. He cried out as the fallen unerringly found his prostate.

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“
Fuck
. Yes! Hit it, just like that. Hm, Marius.” Erik knew he talked like a prostitute when he had sex. He couldn’t help himself. It was something he’d picked up when he’d first started as a teenager, and it had only grown more pronounced over the years. Couple that with the fact that Marius was amazing in bed, and he turned into a dirty-talking maniac at the drop of a hat.

“Gotta hurry, Erik. Someone is going to need the bathroom at some point,” Marius rumbled, fucking Erik in a way to guaranteed to get the results he wanted.

“Shit. Should’ve taken off the shirt. I’m going to get it messy,” Erik cursed as Marius reached between them and started stroking him from base to tip. His hand pistoned up and down, demanding his pleasure. Erik’s eyes rolled, and he lost track of his thoughts as the joining of their bodies became his world. The familiar buzz of angelic energy coursed through him, spilling out into the air around them in a burst of air that ruffled the paper towel dispensers. The power struck against Marius’s body, crackling as it did so.

The fallen angel groaned, and his hips drove into Erik’s ass with renewed vigor. He loved when Erik unleashed his angelic side on him. The power elevated Marius’s spirit and enhanced his own power in a sensual manner that always made Marius go nuts.

“Christ, Erik,” Marius panted. His ass throbbed as Marius pounded away in his hot channel. He loved when Marius lost control.

The only thing that would’ve made the situation better was if Marius was shirtless so that he could stroke his wings through an orgasm.

The tingling at the base of his spine signaled his impending orgasm, and Erik relaxed and let it sweep him away. There was nothing more satisfying than letting Marius have him. He didn’t need to worry about what life would mean once he left the hotel or what the future held for the four other men that were at their breakfast table. Nothing mattered but the hard cock inside him and the tightness of his sac as his dick jerked in the valley between their bodies,
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shooting his cream over his abdomen and onto his shirt as he’d predicted.

Marius followed right on his heels, groaning his satisfaction as it echoed off the bathroom tiles. His muscles bunched, and Erik let his fingers trail down his fallen’s sweat-slicked chest and then around to his back as Marius rested against him, panting for breath. The man certainly had impressive shoulders. Erik’s head rested against the mirror, and he didn’t even mind that the faucet dug into his lower back as he leaned too far back.