Evans, Gabrielle - Hell's Tempest [Fatefully Yours 4] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) (8 page)

A hand gripped his chin, pulling his face away from Hex’s, and then Syx was devouring him, twining their tongues together as he growled into Echo’s open mouth. Myst lifted his head, letting Echo’s cock slip from his mouth, and wrapped his fingers around Echo’s wrist, easing his fingers from his clenching opening.

Fiero’s and Vapre’s fingers disappeared as well, and Echo found himself lifted into Syx’s lap, his back pressing against the demon’s damp chest. Lowering him slowly, Syx impaled Echo on his thick cock then gripped Echo’s hips, urging him to move.

Echo dropped his head back to Syx’s shoulder, bracing his feet on the cushions, and began a steady rhythm, rising and falling, taking Syx’s impressive length a little deeper each time. His own aching cock bounced between his spread thighs, slapping his lower belly and smearing his abs in sticky, clear drops of pre-cum.

Vapre moved between his legs, crouching over him as he bent and licked at Echo’s panting lips. Echo stilled his movements, resting his ass against the top of Syx’s thighs, and wrapped his arms around Vapre’s neck. He attacked his mate’s mouth with an enthusiasm born of hunger and need, shoving his tongue inside and leaving no space unexplored.

Syx inched lower until his ass hung off the end of the couch, and Echo sprawled back against his lover’s chest. A blunt pressure nudged at his hole, and Echo’s eyes flew open when he realized Vapre’s intention. He jerked out of the kiss, intending to open his mouth to protest, but it was too late.

The head of Vapre’s steel-hard cock popped through the guarding muscles, working in slowly as it slid over Syx’s length. Echo closed his eyes, breathing deeply through his nose as the pressure built inside his ass. He’d never felt so full in his life. It didn’t exactly hurt, but it was kind of uncomfortable.

“Breathe, baby,” Vapre whispered against Echo’s lips. “Gods, you feel so amazing.” He continued moving slowly, rocking his hips gently until he’d seated himself inside Echo’s channel. His cock swelled and throbbed, and Echo could feel every inch, every vein, every pulse of his lovers’ dicks as his inner walls strained to accommodate them.

Syx’s hand caressed Echo’s chest, skimming over his collarbones and down to pinch and tug at his nipples. Vapre attacked his lips again, sucking Echo’s tongue into his mouth and nipping at it lightly.

As his body became used to the pressure and the slight burn began to subside, Echo’s flagging erection started to swell again, springing back to life and demanding attention. “Move,” he panted.

Vapre groaned, long and low, and Echo peeked over the warrior’s shoulder, grinning seductively up at Hex as their alpha stood watching, breathing heavily while Fiero converged on his straining cock, sucking him in to the root. Very slowly, in very minute movements, Vapre’s hips began to thrust, his cock retreating and plunging back into Echo’s straining tunnel as his dick slid along Syx’s pulsing length.

Syx groaned, his arms tightening around Echo’s chest as he rocked his hips with Vapre. One in, one out, over and over they moved inside him. Echo moaned and whimpered, the pressure in his ass moving down to his balls, drawing them tight to his body as lightning bolts of pleasure zipped through his body.

“Echo?” Myst knelt on the sofa beside them, his long cock in hand, jerking himself roughly. He looked down at Echo with need, and Echo smiled in return, lifting his head and parting his lips, allowing Myst to feed that gorgeous dick to his mouth.

Myst growled above him, his fingers slipping into Echo’s hair, and his hips snapped forward, driving into Echo’s welcoming mouth. Relaxing his throat muscles, Echo allowed his mate to set the pace, offering himself up for Myst’s pleasure. Not that he wasn’t enjoying the hell out of himself as well.

His legs draped over Syx’s, his body spread out in wanton display of submission and surrender. Electricity sped up his spine, sweat beaded across his skin, and his cock jerked with every beat of his thundering heart, pulsing inside Vapre’s hand as his mate stroked him quickly.

Syx and Vapre began to move more quickly, and Vapre buried his face in Echo’s neck, growling and panting as he licked the salty skin. “Gonna come,” he warned. “Can’t stop it. You feel so fucking good.”

Echo couldn’t speak, but he hummed his approval around Myst’s cock, bobbing his head lightly to let Vapre know he was right there with him. Syx’s tongue snaked over the shell of Echo’s ear, his warm breath following and making Echo shiver in desire. “Your ass loves my cock,” he whispered raggedly. “Fuck, I love how you tremble.” He tugged harder on Echo’s nipples. “Do you want me to come in your ass? Flood this tight passage until it flows back out?”

Echo whimpered, nodding his agreement as much as he could, practically begging for the naughty delights that Syx was offering. Then suddenly, his mates stilled, Vapre groaning so loudly Echo could feel it vibrate his massive chest. Hot lava splashed against Echo’s inner walls, filling his channel until it did indeed begin seeping out and running down his crease.

Vapre eased out of him first, his big frame shaking while he panted heavily. Myst pulled out of his mouth, and Syx rolled him until he was on his knees, his chest pressed against the back of the sofa. Myst knelt behind him, stroking his spit-slicked cock a few times before he lined up with Echo’s stretched hole and pushed in roughly.

Echo cried out, his fingers digging into the fabric of the couch as Myst began a hard, fast pace, slamming into him with animalistic need. Fiero appeared in front of Echo, his six-six height putting his jutting cock level with Echo’s mouth.

Smiling softly, he caressed the side of Echo’s face with his fingertips, running the tip of his dick along Echo’s lips, smearing them in warm, slippery pre-cum. Echo nuzzled his face against Fiero’s palm then sucked him in to the base. It didn’t take much doing, considering Myst continued to drive into him, shoving him forward so that Fiero’s cock slid right down his relaxed throat.

Hex stood beside Fiero, his hand moving in a blur over his own hard dick as he stared down at Echo with lust and desire. To see the evidence of how much his men wanted him was a heady feeling, and Echo basked in the glow as he worked his lips up and down Fiero’s slippery cock.

Fiero and Myst moved in tandem, in and out, until Echo felt his orgasm barreling down on him. His body tingled, his ass ached, his balls churned, and his dick throbbed. Myst gripped his hips in a bruising hold, pulling him back onto his cock with every forward snap of his hips.

Vapre and Syx knelt beside them on the sofa, each working their slippery lengths as their eyes ate up the scene before them. Then warm fingers wrapped around Echo’s cock, jerking him in time to Myst’s thrusts.

Echo released Fiero’s prick, turned his head, and captured the bulbous head of Hex’s cock, licking at the slit and swirling his tongue around the crown before sucking more of the silky shaft into his mouth. Closing his eyes and sucking hard, Echo grunted as his release ripped through him, racing up his dick and spilling from the tip in long, creamy ropes of sticky seed.

Myst growled pumping through his own climax and filling Echo’s passage with his cum. Through his haze of pleasure, Echo heard Vapre and Syx grunt before warm wetness splashed over his side and hips as his mates reached their completion.

Hex’s fingers gripped Echo’s hair, jerking his head back roughly and pulling his flexing cock out of Echo’s mouth. He stroked his shaft in a furious motion, his other hand still tangled in Echo’s hair. His head dropped back on his shoulders, the cords in his neck straining as he roared out to the ceiling. Fiero pressed against Hex’s side, working his own cock inside his fist and staring straight into Echo’s eyes.

Hot ropes of semen erupted from the slit, and Echo opened his mouth quickly, catching most of it on his tongue while the rest painted his upturned face. Hex exploded next, his own cum mingling with Fiero’s and coating Echo’s lips and cheeks.

“Beautiful,” Hex gasped, his huge frame shuddering and trembling.

“Gorgeous,” Fiero agreed in a strangled moan.

Echo sighed, swallowing the cream in his mouth and smiling serenely. He decided it was the most perfect compliment he’d ever been paid.

* * * *

“Seems we missed the fun,” Eyce said around a chuckle as he followed Onyx into the living room.

Vapre just grinned stupidly and slumped back on the sofa, his legs sprawled, his dick nestled limp and sated against his thigh. He’d just had two of the most mind-melting orgasms of his life, and the ability to form coherent sentences had yet to return to him. His T-shirt hit him in the face, and Hex laughed as he began pulling on his own clothes. With a great effort, Vapre stood, found his clothes, and dressed at a leisurely pace.

“I can tell you have something to say,” Echo said, his voice a little dazed still. Vapre liked that a lot. “Before we powwow, can I have a shower first? I’m covered in jizz, and it’s starting to itch.” He picked at the drying cum on his cheek, but he was grinning the entire time.

Eyce didn’t answer, so Vapre looked over to see what had distracted the demon. Eyce’s eyes were locked on a small white bottle with a black label and flaming red writing. “Anal Easy,” he muttered. His eyes rounded, and his mouth hung open as he looked up at Echo. “You…both…two…holy fuck.”

Continuing to grin like the cat that ate the canary, Echo seemed very pleased with himself. He pointed to Syx and then to Vapre. “Talk to them.”

Swinging his gaze to Vapre, Eyce looked stunned beyond speech. Then he shook his head in wonder and placed his hands on his hips. “I’m fucking jealous.” The smirk on his lips said he was jealous he’d missed the show, not that he hadn’t been asked to participate. “I’m so getting in on that next time.”

“I look forward to it,” Echo purred seductively. Then he rose from the sofa and padded up to Eyce, rubbing himself against the man like a bitch in heat. “I’m pretty loose right now. Wanna try?”

Vapre bit back a chuckle when Eyce looked in danger of swallowing his tongue. “Now?” he choked.

“Ooh, yes. There’s cum leaking out of my ass, and my hole is all nice and stretched.” He pouted his swollen lips up at Eyce and batted his lashes. “I haven’t gotten to play with you since you came home, and I’m all lubed up and ready.”

Eyce looked around the room as though seeking permission. Well, he wasn’t going to get a complaint from Vapre. The only thing more fun than taking his pleasure from Echo’s body was watching one of his lovers do the same. Sometimes he figured he was the luckiest son of a bitch on earth.

A devilish smile ghosted over Eyce’s lips, and he actually began reaching for his zipper before he stopped suddenly and shook his head. Bending from the waist, he kissed the top of Echo’s head and sighed. “I like the hair,” he whispered as he cuddled Echo close. “We need to talk, but I’ll take a rain check, okay?”

Echo looked disappointed for just a minute but then shrugged and bobbed his head. “I’ll hold you to it.” He twisted his hips, grinding his groin against Eyce’s hip, making clear exactly what he intended to hold the warrior to.

His eyes closing briefly, Eyce groaned and swatted Echo on his naked rear. “Behave.” Easing away from their mate, he chuckled, though it sounded strained. “Go shower, and get that sexy ass back here.”

Sighing dramatically, Echo turned to leave the room. “Spoilsport.” Then he looked over his shoulder and made kissy faces at them all before he flounced up the stairs.

“That brat is hell on long legs.” Vapre felt his cock twitch inside his pants as he watched Echo’s swaying ass. Mmm, he couldn’t get enough of his mate.

“I’m not arguing that.” Eyce still sounded tense, and he reached down to readjust the sizeable lump in his jeans. “I hate telling him no.”

“Join the club.” Myst laughed from where he lounged on the sofa, his jeans pulled on but undone and his chest bare.

“You’re not helping.” Vapre drank in the sight of Myst’s smooth skin, his cock doing a little more jerking as it made a valiant effort to swell inside its confinement. Apparently, Echo wasn’t the only one who kept his motor running.

As he watched his lovers move about the room finding seats and settling in for whatever discussion Eyce had planned, Vapre struggled to swallow around the sudden constriction of his throat. These were
his
men,
his
lovers, and he loved each one of them so much that his heart hurt with it.

“Put away your pride and accept what is freely offered.”

The Oracle’s words came back to him, replaying over and over in his brain on a constant loop. Did he dare speak his heart, put all of his cards on the table and risk rejection?

“Put away your pride and accept what is freely offered.”

Could it really be that easy?

Chapter Eight

“Mac is talking,” Eyce announced.

Fresh out of the shower, Echo went straight to Vapre and cuddled in his lap in the recliner. He couldn’t quite explain it, but some voice in his subconscious told him that Vapre needed him. He could feel his mate’s internal struggle almost like a palpable force and hoped his presence would soothe his agitated lover.

Vapre’s arms twined around him, and his chin rested on Echo’s shoulder. The deep, contented sigh that heaved up from his chest served to prove Echo’s theory. He didn’t know what war raged inside his man, but he hoped Vapre would confide in him soon. Echo couldn’t stand to see his men suffering, especially if he could do something to help.