Authors: Gabrielle Evans
Vapre roared loud enough to shake the windows, his cock exploding without touch, and long, hot strings of cream coated the side of Echo’s face. It only spurred him on, and he sucked harder at the wound, rocking his hips against the air and growling in frustration.
Two slick fingers pushed into his pulsing hole, driving in deep and nailing his prostate on the first try. Extracting his teeth from Vapre’s thigh, Echo dropped his head back on his shoulders and screamed. His cry was cut short when Syx knelt beside him, fisting his hand in Echo’s hair and crushing their mouths together.
Two fingers became three, three became four, and then disappeared. Echo whimpered into Syx’s mouth at the empty feeling in his ass. His lovers were quick to remedy the problem. Breaking the kiss and looking over his shoulder, Echo watched as Onyx lined up his weeping cock, nudging against Echo’s needy hole. The demon looked up, met Echo’s gaze, and held it as he thrust forward, slowly feeding his cock to Echo’s clenching passage.
It felt like a torturously long time before Echo finally felt the brush of his lover’s heavy sac against his own. Onyx paused for only a second then pulled out until only the flared crown remained. He paused again, and Echo thought he’d kill the demon. “Stop teasing me.”
Onyx’s hands held a bruising grip on his waist, and he jerked Echo back, slamming his cock in to the root. Echo cried out, his fingers still digging into Vapre’s thighs as his head swam in ecstasy. Fast and hard, Onyx grunted and growled as he drove into Echo’s greedy channel.
Syx tilted his head to the side, pulled Echo’s mouth to his throat, and shuddered. “Claim me,” he demanded.
Out of his mind with lust, Echo didn’t think twice. He sank his teeth into Syx’s neck, pushing his fangs deep and growling like an animal at the warm rush of blood over his tongue.
“Oh, fuck,” Onyx and Syx yelled in unison as they both went off like bottle rockets. Syx’s seed splashed against Echo’s flank as Onyx filled Echo’s ass to overflowing with the molten lava of his release.
Everyone separated quickly, and Echo dropped back to his heels, grabbing his aching cock and stroking it fiercely as the muscles in his neck bunched and strained. The need to come overpowered him, made him dizzy, left him aching to be filled, sucked, fucked, and ravished until he couldn’t move.
Luckily, he had seven talented lovers that had made it their personal goal in life to see to Echo’s every need. Hex’s muscled arm looped around his chest, lifting him up and holding him firmly against the alpha’s damp chest. His huge cock pushed into Echo’s hole, slamming into him at a ferocious pace. Vapre and Eyce stretched out on the floor to either side of Echo, taking turns fondling his balls and laving the head of his dick with their wet tongues.
Hex’s pace faltered before stilling completely. Frustrated and desperate, Echo snapped his head over his shoulder to find out what the problem was. Myst knelt behind the huge warrior, his face buried in Hex’s neck as his body rocked and shuddered.
Eyce’s plump lips wrapped around the head of Echo’s cock as Vapre’s slippery tongue swirled around the base. Hex began thrusting again, slowly, but with just as much power. Onyx appeared in front of him, cradling Echo’s face and bending forward to seal their mouths together.
Oh, gods, too much. Too much and not enough, all at the same time. Onyx’s tongue stroked in and out of his mouth, moving in the same rhythm as the enormous prick pounding into his ass, and Echo let out a throaty, needy moan.
Vapre’s mouth disappeared from his cock, and Echo glanced down in time to see Syx tackle the warrior to the floor, push his knees to his chest, and drive into him with such force they moved across the kitchen tile.
Eyce moaned around the head of his cock, before he, too, disappeared. Echo darted his eyes to the other side, moaning into Onyx’s mouth as Fiero pushed Eyce face down on the floor, lined up the head of his dick, and pushed into Eyce’s sweet hole.
Clinging to Onyx’s shoulder with one hand, Echo moved the other down the demon’s chest until his fingers came in contact with the hot length jutting proudly from Onyx’s groin. Palming the heavy erection, he stroked his mate, hissing in delight when Onyx immediately returned the favor.
Hex’s thrust became wild and jerky, and grunts and moans filled the kitchen. A feral growl rumbled in Echo’s chest, and he jerked Onyx’s head to the side by his hair, striking before the warrior could even question him. His canines pushed through the skin on his lover’s neck as easily as a hot knife through butter.
Several ear-piercing roars filled the room, including Onyx’s as he unloaded his balls, spraying Echo’s hand and wrist with his cum. Hex howled, grinding his groin against Echo’s ass and filling his convulsing channel to overflowing.
Still, Echo couldn’t come. His dick throbbed and ached. His balls tightened until it was painful. His belly cramped and burned, but he couldn’t come.
Releasing his hold on Onyx’s throat, he dropped his forehead to the man’s chest and mewled desperately. “Please,” he begged. He didn’t know what he begged for, but if he didn’t get it soon, he was going to die. Overdramatic maybe, but he had no doubt he would keel over if he didn’t get relief soon.
“We got you, baby,” Onyx whispered. He urged Echo’s head back, peered into his eyes, and slowly lowered his mouth to Echo’s neck.
At the same moment, Echo felt another set of lips on the opposite side of his neck, and yet another ghosting over the inside of his thigh.
Syx and Vapre.
He couldn’t see them, but he knew, and he suddenly understood what he needed.
The instant the three warriors pierced his skin, claimed him and marked him, light exploded behind Echo’s closed eyelids, and he screamed loud enough to shatter glass. The final bond popped into place, connecting him to all of his mates, and Echo continued to scream as copious amounts of scorching seed rocketed up his dick and exploded from the slit.
When he came down from his disorienting euphoria, he was cradled in Hex’s lap, his lovers surrounding him as they petted his skin and cooed loving words to him. Yeah, he could definitely get used to this.
“And just why can’t I fuck
my
mates on the kitchen table?”
Echo’s head popped up, and he let out a very unmanly giggle at the sight of Craze standing in the kitchen, glaring at them with his hands on his hips.
“We didn’t fuck him on the table,” Hex answered calmly. A wry smile twisted his lips, and he rubbed his cheek over Echo’s head. “Much.”
Chapter Nine
“Should we get him in bed?” Vapre whispered in his ear.
Lounging on the sofa, surrounded by his men, Hex couldn’t remember a time he’d ever felt happier. Their friends and fellow housemates gathered on the floor, each cuddled with their own lovers, sneaking kisses and sharing smiles. This was how it was supposed to be.
Running his fingers through Echo’s hair, Hex smiled and shook his head. “In a bit.”
Echo snuggled in his lap, his breathing slow and even, as he snored adorably against Hex’s throat. His poor baby was so tired. Remembering the reason for Echo’s exhaustion, Hex couldn’t bring himself to feel too bad about it. In the four days since Echo had claimed them all, they’d taken the little man in every position imaginable, on every flat surface in the house.
Yeah, life was perfect.
So perfect in fact, Hex had almost forgotten that someone had tried to take Echo and Onyx from them. He’d also given little thought to the coming test that loomed just ahead of them. The Oracle had been unusually quiet, not visiting any of them in their dreams, or whispering encouragement into their minds.
Syx, however, felt confident that Hex was the next up to bat. He explained that the bites marring Onyx’s body when they found him looked more animal than human or supernatural—not vampire or werewolf, he said. Hex argued that Onyx had been attacked before the new moon, so that didn’t prove anything. Syx still didn’t budge on his position.
Echo shivered in his arms, snuggling closer. “Blanket?” Hex asked of Vapre. Soft fleece immediately covered their mate, and Hex nodded his thanks.
If indeed it was his turn, Hex would face his challenge without fear. He had too much to lose, and failure was not an option. Dropping a tender kiss on the top of Echo’s head, Hex sighed in contentment. Things were so much easier since he’d decide to just let go and accept what his men offered. He still worried for their safety, knew Ares would exploit the gift of their love, and the love Hex gave in return. In the midst of all the chaos, Echo had completely bewitched him, heart, mind, and spirit, and there was no turning back. He’d face Ares as he faced the new moon—proud and fearless, cold and ruthless.
“Hex?” Jinx called softly from the floor. He looked anxious, his lower lips sucked in between his teeth, and he gripped Craze’s hand so hard, his knuckles were white.
Craze stroked his hair and kissed his temple. Hex approved. Jinx and Syn deserved a caring and giving mate. He’d had reservations that Craze could be that mate, but was happy to see the Addonexus proving him wrong.
“Yes?”
“I don’t want to make trouble, but I’ve been thinking.” The vampire looked paler than usual. In fact, he looked like he was going to be sick. Was Hex really that intimidating?
“You’re a big teddy bear,” Syx teased from his other side, and soft lips brushed over his cheek. “Just hear him out, okay?”
Hex turned his head to capture Syx’s lips. He kept the kiss brief, but poured as much love as he could into it. “You know I always do.”
Syx’s lips drifted to his ear, his warm breath causing Hex to shiver involuntarily. “I love you.”
Hex’s heart slammed against his breastbone so hard it made his head swim. It happened every time one of his lovers voiced their feelings. After the third or fourth time it happened, Hex decided it wasn’t such a bad thing. He doubted he’d ever tire of hearing the words. “More than anything,” he whispered back.
“Uh, guys, this is kind of important,” Craze chastised, but he was smiling when Hex looked at him. Craze dipped his head. “I’m happy for you, but I think you’re going to want to hear this.” His knuckles skimmed down Jinx’s cheek. “I’m right here, baby. Just tell them.”
“Echo isn’t a vampire,” Jinx blurted then scooted closer to Craze as though he wanted to burrow into the man’s skin.
Hex failed to see how this was a bad thing. He also didn’t understand how it could be true. “He has fangs. He needs to drink from us.” Though he had a feeling they enjoyed it as much if not more than their mate. “Why do you think he’s not?”
“Born or made, vampires cannot go out into the sun. He also doesn’t smell like a vampire. He smells…sweeter, more floral, I guess.” Jinx crawled up into Craze’s lap. “I want to bite him.”
Hex tensed and a low growl rolled inside his chest. His warriors all sat up, similar sounds falling from their snarling lips. He finally realized why Jinx looked so afraid.
Craze wrapped one arm around his mate and held the other up in a peaceable gesture. “He’s not going to touch him. Please, he’s scared enough.”
“What about you?” Hex asked as civilly as possible, his eyes locked onto Syn. He didn’t think he pulled off the calm tone he was aiming for when the little man paled and scrambled over to Craze’s side.
“Yes,” he whispered. “I won’t, but you have no idea how amazing he smells now.”
“I have no desire to bite him,” Jet piped up, “but he does smell different since we brought him home. Not like Jinx and Syn, though. Their scent is colder, more like sugary ice, if that makes sense. If sunshine had a smell, that’s what I’d say Echo smells like.”
“Agreed,” Gage said. He bobbed his head thoughtfully. “Like spring flowers, fresh strawberries, and sunshine all rolled into one.”
“Exactly,” Pax whispered.
Hex glanced around at the other demons, taking comfort in the fact that they all looked as confused as he felt. “So, what does that mean? If he’s not a vampire, what is he?”
No one had an answer. “I don’t know,” Jinx offered quietly. “I’m sorry. I’ve never smelled anything like it.”