Authors: Gabrielle Evans
So lost in the mating of their lips and tongues, Onyx didn’t realize they weren’t alone until the bed dipped and a wet tongue traced up the side of his neck. “Want you,” Syx whispered in his ear, causing him to shiver.
Breaking the kiss, Onyx glanced up, unsurprised to find all six warriors standing around them, watching with heated gazes. He quickly amended his list of wants and desires. Yes, he needed Echo, but he realized that he needed all of his men. Something felt broken between them since the incident in that basement, and he needed to fix it before it caused a rift between them.
Whether they blamed him for his part in the collapse of the house or not, he blamed himself. He’d do whatever he needed to do to make it up to them. He couldn’t lose this.
“Not losing anything,” Syx mumbled, his plump lips sliding up and down Onyx’s neck. “We’ll talk later. Right now, I just want you to feel.”
Oh, Onyx was feeling all right. His cock throbbed almost painfully between his legs, straining from his groin, reaching for his mate. Echo smiled, licked his lips, and dove forward to capture the leaking head between his lips. His tongue flicked and swirled. His teeth grazed gently along the sensitive flesh, and Onyx thought he’d lose his mind.
“Let us take care of you,” Myst murmured seductively as he climbed up on the mattress on Onyx’s other side. His strong hands roamed Onyx’s body, smoothing down his chest and over his hip. “Let us love you.”
Love.
Onyx loved each and every one of these men. He didn’t think Myst meant the word in the same context as he did, but he wouldn’t argue. They wanted him, and he needed them with an intensity that clawed at his insides.
Suddenly, taking control, calling the shots, and dominating his lovers didn’t seem quite so important. He held the power without even lifting a finger. Whatever they did to him, he allowed it, and that gave him the control he sought. So, why had it taken him so long to understand that?
Echo looked up at him, his lips stretched taut over Onyx’s cock, and the answer seemed very clear. With trembling fingers, Onyx brushed the hair back from his mate’s face as his throat burned with emotion. There would still be times when his playroom called to him. He’d still want that powerful feeling he felt when his men submitted to him. But he’d
want
it—not
need
it.
“Where have you been all my life?” he whispered down to Echo. The line would probably be cheesy and corny in any other setting, but Onyx spoke the words with sincerity. All the years of feeling out of place, and in a few short months, Echo had changed everything.
Instead of replying, Echo chose that moment to bury his nose against Onyx’s groin and swallow around the head of his cock. All semblance of coherent speech fled, and Onyx dropped his head back on his shoulders and groaned deeply.
Syx and Myst continued to kiss and lick at his throat, tug at his pebbled nipples, and attack his senses. Fiero moved slowly to kneel behind Echo, touching every bit of their mate that he could reach. Echo moaned, the vibrations surrounding Onyx’s cock and traveling down his shaft to burn in his tightening sac.
Syx and Myst eased him back to the mattress, pulling his spit-slicked cock from Echo’s mouth so that it bounced up and slapped against his lower belly. Before Onyx could groan in protest, Myst moved to straddle his hips, holding Onyx’s dick at attention and slowly lowering himself onto it.
Onyx closed his eyes, a feral growl rumbling inside his chest as he fought not to slam his hips upward and bury his aching shaft in Myst’s tight heat. His knees were pushed wide, his feet moved to rest on the bed near his ass, and a wet tongue swiped over his fluttering hole.
“Oh, fuck!” Onyx lost his loose grasp on self-control and arched his back, driving his cock up into Myst’s clutching passage. The warrior groaned, his eyes closed, and he gripped at Onyx’s shoulders in a bruising hold.
Syx continued to nibble at his neck. Myst rose and fell over him, his inner walls convulsing in waves and massaging Onyx’s cock until he thought he’d explode. The slippery tongue bathed his hungry entrance, lapping over the muscles, circling them, then pushing inside and wiggling around.
He sucked his lip between his teeth, biting it hard to keep the needy whimpers inside. Syx’s thumb smoothed over his chin, tugging on it until Onyx’s released his lip and turned his head to look at his lover. “Let it out, babe. We want to hear you scream.”
Onyx growled, wrapped his fingers in Syx’s sandy-blond hair and jerked him forward to devour his mouth. Syx moaned and writhed, his fingers digging into Onyx’s pectorals when Eyce stretched out on the bed behind him. Syx’s body bucked, his hips jerking forward to grind his steel-hard cock against Onyx’s hip while Eyce thrust into his willing ass.
Up and down, over and over, Myst jackhammered his hips, pushing Onyx closer and closer to the edge. A thin finger slipped into his waiting hole alongside the velvety tongue, and Onyx finally realized it was Echo who licked and probed at his entrance. One finger became two, two turned into three, and eventually Echo had four fingers sawing in and out of Onyx’s needy ass.
“Please,” he whimpered, breaking the kiss with Syx. It was a strange sound to fall from his lips, but he couldn’t care less. He needed release. He needed more. He just flat-out
needed
!
Echo’s fingers disappeared, replaced by something hard, slick, and vibrating. The toy pumped into his ass in slow, languid strokes at first, then built in speed and intensity. Then Myst stilled, a strangled groan falling from his panting lips, and Onyx felt those slim fingers push into Myst’s hole alongside his cock.
Two fingers slid over his pulsing length, stretching Myst’s guarding muscles tighter around his cock. “Ready?” he heard Echo whisper a moment later.
Myst nodded eagerly, leaning forward so that his slick chest pressed against Onyx’s. The digits vanished, and Onyx peered over Myst’s shoulder at Echo’s flushed face. His mate’s eyebrows drew together in concentration as he stared down at the place where Myst and Onyx’s bodies joined.
Then slowly, so slowly, the head of his cock slid over Onyx’s shaft, nudging Myst’s hole and rocking against it until the crown popped through the muscles, and Onyx nearly came on the spot. The dildo continued thrusting in and out of his hole, and he vaguely marveled at his mate’s coordination. Myst groaned again, his body vibrating, and his fingers clenching and relaxing around Onyx’s shoulders.
Echo continued to feed his long length to Myst’s channel, his cock pressing against Onyx’s until he pushed in as far as he could go. They stilled for just a moment until Myst demanded movement. “Gods, please, just fuck me,” the demon begged.
The look on his face was a mingled combination of pleasure and pain, and Onyx began to have doubts that Myst was really enjoying what they were doing. Then Echo began thrusting, just small, minute movements, and the top of Onyx’s head nearly came off.
Myst moaned, the sound one of pure pleasure, and Onyx’s worry faded away. He stroked Myst’s sides, his back, dug his fingers into the warrior’s hair and slammed their mouths together demandingly.
“Big dick fucker,” Echo growled, his movements stilling completely.
Jerking out of the kiss, Onyx looked down the length of Myst’s back, his eyes almost rolling back in his head when he saw Fiero standing behind Echo, snapping his hips forward to drive his cock into Echo’s sweet ass. Every thrust Fiero made, sent Echo’s cock further into Myst’s passage, and Onyx had no choice but to hold on for dear life.
Syx captured his lips again, but not before he watched Vapre step up to the side of the bed, fisting his hand in Myst’s hair, and push his cock through the demon’s parted lips while Hex drove into his ass from behind.
The strangle hold on his dick, the silky tongue sliding against his, the toy plunging into his channel—the sounds and smells—everything combined to set Onyx’s heart thundering inside his chest and electricity spreading through his body. He could feel every bump, vein, and ridge of Echo’s cock gliding over his own while Myst’s channel convulsed around both their lengths and wet heat splashed against Onyx’s chest and abs.
“Ah!” Syx moaned, his body stilled, and pearly ropes of cream shot from his slit and onto Onyx’s hip. How big of a freak did it make him that he loved the fact that his men were branding him with their seed? Maybe Echo was onto something. Their little mate seemed to enjoy it immensely.
“Holy fuck!” Echo cried, and molten lava coated Onyx’s cock.
Sweet hell, he’d never felt anything like it. Locking his arms around Myst’s back, he slammed up into his lover and roared loudly as his orgasm ripped through him, and he filled the warrior’s ass to overflowing with his semen.
Several groans went around the room, and Vapre was the last to find his completion. He pulled from Myst’s mouth, leaned over the bed, and jerked his cock quickly. His eyes fell closed, the cords in his neck strained, and his chest rumbled when pearly cum erupted from the crown of his cock, falling in a graceful arch to cover Onyx’s cheek and lips.
“That is fucking sexy,” Myst breathed before he and Syx set to work licking Vapre’s cum from his face.
His brain felt woozy and muddled, and maybe that’s why he couldn’t stop the next words that slurred from his mouth. “I love you, all of you.” Onyx didn’t even have time to worry about his lovers’ responses before he closed his eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep.
Chapter Ten
Myst gasped and his heart stuttered as he scrambled off of Onyx and stood at the side of the bed. Hex had told him, Echo had said the words, but hearing Onyx profess love for all of them left him feeling shaky and vulnerable.
He probably made quite the sight, standing there flushed, with cum dripping out his ass, and his mouth hanging open like a goddamn guppy. It wasn’t right, though. Onyx shouldn’t just drop a big bomb on him like that when he wasn’t prepared to deal with it.
“I never thought he’d be the first,” Syx said with a slight groan as Eyce pulled his softening cock from Syx’s ass.
“I didn’t really either,” Echo agreed. “I’m glad it was him, though. It seems right.”
“It does.” Hex bobbed his head.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Myst stumbled back a few steps. This didn’t appear to be news to anyone else, so why did he feel like he was scrambling to keep up? “The first one to do what?”
“To finally admit that he loves us all,” Vapre answered calmly. “What else?”
“So, you all knew?” Myst stared at his men, understanding coming to him quickly. “You…you all…and you told…but me.” Gods, that had been the epitome of lame. Before he could pull himself together and try again, though, Echo flew into his arms and squeezed him tightly.
“We all love you, Myst. It’s scary a little bit, ya know? No one wanted to freak you out until you were ready to hear it.”
“I’ve been ready for centuries,” Myst admitted. It had been so damn hard to keep his feelings locked away inside. Now everyone was just spouting pretty words of love and loyalty, yet no one had bothered to inform him of the new rules.
“Well, my big, bad warrior,” Echo purred and rubbed against him. “How are we supposed to know that? Did you ever tell anyone?”
“Hex,” Myst whispered, and his cheeks flamed crimson. “Hex is safe.”
“And what about me?” Echo asked softly. “Am I not safe? You know how I feel about you.”
Myst mouth dropped open in shock, and he quickly gathered Echo into his arms and nuzzled against his throat. “Oh, baby, no, no, no. You know I love you. How could you not know that?”
“Well, you never said,” Echo replied around a giggle.
Myst knew how much Echo hated to giggle, but gods, he loved that sound. “Well, I’m telling you now, little one. I love you. I love you so damn much that it hurts.”
Echo kissed his temple before craning his head around to look at the others. “I’m waiting.”
Smiles spread over the demons’ faces, and they all murmured words of love to their mate. Echo huffed and wiggled down out of Myst’s arms. “That’s not what I meant, you big idiots. This has gone on long enough, and I want you all to admit that you love each and every one of us right now.” He crossed his arms over his chest and stamped his foot.