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

through the flesh.
    Gasping softly, Echo’s eyes rolled back in his head, and his fingers dug into Fiero’s shoulders. His climax raced up his cock, spraying from the slit, and painting the space between them. Fiero’s chest vibrated as he groaned and filled Echo’s channel with his seed until it began leaking out, dribbling down Echo’s crease.
    Sated, content, and completely exhausted, Echo slumped back to the pillow with a happy sigh, and was asleep almost instantly.

    * * * *

    Vapre watched as Fiero pulled from Echo’s body, then rolled off the bed, heading in the direction of the bathroom. “I like sleeping in Echo’s room,” he called over his shoulder. “It sucks when you have to parade naked down the hall with cum dripping out of your ass.”
    Chuckling, Vapre rolled to his back and crossed his arms behind his head. Glancing at Echo out the corner of his eye, he felt his smile slip. “Do you think three times was too much? I’ve never seen anyone just pass out like that before.”
    Myst sighed, curling closer to Echo’s side and draping an arm over their mate’s stomach. “He’s fine. I’m sure he’ll be awake soon.”
    Fiero came back with three damp cloths, tossing one at Vapre, and one to Myst. Then he knelt on the bed and began cleaning Echo lovingly. Vapre had never seen that particular look of Fiero’s face before. Hell, he didn’t think any of them had ever worn an expression like that. The demon looked more than happy. He looked peaceful, blissful even.
    Looking back at Echo’s angel face, Vapre felt the sappy grin spread over his lips. Then he moved his focus to Myst, then finally up to Fiero once more, and felt the smile grow even wider.
    Okay, he got it. It was the look of someone hopelessly in love. He’d never seen any of them wear that look before, because they’d been missing something vital in their relationship. And that missing piece was snoring softly beside him in the bed. Vapre knew the seven of them had always cared for one another, but until Echo showed up, they’d never acknowledge it was anything more.
    The thought of being in love with one man, letting one man become the center of his universe, scared the hell out of him. Being in love with seven men? That outright terrified him. If he was being honest, he’d always loved his warriors, though. It had just taken Echo to open his eyes and face those feelings. Did the others feel the same? He had no way of knowing without laying his heart on his sleeve, so maybe he’d just keep this new discovery to himself for a bit longer.
    When everyone was clean, Fiero lifted Echo into his arms and settled in between Vapre and Myst, letting Echo sprawl over his chest. He kissed Myst as the demon snuggled up against him, then turned his head to offer the same to Vapre.
    Vapre took the kiss willingly, pouring everything he couldn’t say into it. Then he curled into Fiero’s other side and placed his hand on the back of Echo’s thigh. Burying his face in Fiero’s neck, he closed his eyes and sighed. He’d have to tell them soon. No way could anyone hold that much emotion inside for long. Already, his heart felt full to bursting.
    Closing his eyes, he kissed the side of Fiero’s throat, and settled down to sleep, surrounded by the men he loved.

Chapter Eleven

    The remainder of the week passed without further incident, and Echo had almost forgotten about what was coming with the dawning of the new moon. With his men keeping him occupied in the most succulent ways, it was so easy to forget that anything existed beyond the doors to their home.
    The weather had turned bitterly cold, and very little of the snow had melted after the storm. The wind remained harsh, roaring and howling as it swept in from the north. They kept logs burning in the fireplace around the clock, and Echo found it peaceful to sit in front of the hearth and watch the flames dancing merrily in the fireplace.
    Still, it reminded him of the task set before them. A