Evans, Gabrielle - Hypnotic Healing [Fatefully Yours 6] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) by Gabrielle Evans Page B

shitty wake-up call to open your eyes and find someone snacking on your neck. That was exactly what was about to happen, though, if Eyce didn’t stop rubbing against him the way he was.
    Then Eyce tilted his head back, baring his throat. “It’s okay, baby. That’s why we’re here. Take what you need.”
    With a loud moan of relief and gratitude, Echo curled his fingers around the back of Eyce’s neck, clamped his mouth around the pulsing vein in his throat, and bit. He didn’t take much, not nearly as much as he needed, but he’d never do anything to hurt his men. Until he knew how much to take, he’d rather suffer a little than risk drinking too much.
    When he tried to extract his fangs and pull away, however, Eyce wouldn’t let him. One muscled arm locked around Echo’s waist while the other hand came up to cradle the back of his head, keeping him firmly in place. “Drink,” Eyce demanded raggedly.
    Echo grew concerned at Eyce’s labored breathing and the rough quality of his speech until he felt the hard ridge of Eyce’s weeping cock sliding over his belly. Oh, his mate liked that!
    Crawling up his lover’s chest, Echo straddled his hips, rocking against him as he pushed his fangs deeper into Eyce’s neck. The warrior cried out, his hips jerking upward, and wet heat exploded between them. Mmm, maybe this vampire stuff wasn’t so bad.
    Eyce shuddered beneath him, his hands smoothing down Echo’s back and over his hips to grip his ass and massage the rounded globes. He squeezed and kneaded, pulling Echo’s cheeks apart so that cool air brushed over his twitching hole. A warm, slippery tongue immediately replaced the slight breeze, and Echo groaned around the flesh in his mouth.
    Lost in the taste of Eyce’s blood, the powerful feeling of giving his lover pleasure through his bite, Echo hadn’t notice Fiero was awake. Slipping his canines from Eyce’s neck as gently as possible, he glanced over his shoulder just as Fiero swiped his tongue over Echo’s tight opening.
    “How are you feeling, baby?”
    Echo returned his attention to Eyce and smiled. “A little tired, but you’re not going to talk me into missing this.”
    “Not sore?” Eyce probed further as he skimmed his fingers up Echo’s sides.
    “I’m fine, Eyce.” He bent closer and pressed their lips together. “I love you, yeah?”
    “Love you, too,” Eyce whispered, “fangs and all.”
    Fiero’s tongue licked against his hole, ringing it, and pushing inside. A deep, rumbling growl vibrated Echo’s chest, a sound he’d never heard himself make, and he arched his back and rocked his aching cock against Eyce’s as he pushed back into Fiero’s mouth.
    His thirst sated for the moment, another kind of need swept through him, tightening his muscles, and burning his body. “More,” he demanded. A thick finger pushed in beside Fiero’s tongue, sawing in and out of Echo’s clenching hole. It wasn’t enough. “More!”
    “Demanding little shit,” Eyce mumbled with a feral grin.
    Echo’s loosely held control snapped, and he launched himself off the bed faster than he’d ever moved before. In the next blink, he had Fiero on his back, crawling up his body, and devouring his mouth. He growled and snarled, thrusting his hips against his lover’s naked body, writhing on top of him as his cock pulsed, swelling to the point of pain. “Give. Me. More!”
    He felt movement, heard rustling in the background, but his hazy brain couldn’t register who or what made the noise. His throat began to burn again, his fangs lengthening and throbbing as he sucked at Fiero’s neck. “Want you. Want to bury my cock in your tight ass and make you scream my name. Would you like that? Would you like me pounding into you until you come so hard you pass out?”
    “Holy fuck.” Fiero groaned, craning his head to the side and arching his back.
    That was enough of an answer for Echo. Before he could move to retrieve the lube, though, two slick fingers