Free Evans, Gabrielle - Reckoning [Fatefully Yours 9] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) by Gabrielle Evans Page A

wanted.
    “I’m not feeling sorry for myself.” Good grief, Syx even sounded whiney. “And I’m not whining!”
    Eyce couldn’t help but chuckle. He was a little ashamed to admit it, but Syx’s behavior was something he expected from Echo. That didn’t mean he thought Echo was a child or less of a man, but his mate was young, impulsive, and overemotional at times. It was to be expected. A three-thousand-year-old warrior pouting in his room was beyond hilarious.
    “Syx, just open the door.”
    Eyce jumped again at Vapre’s softly spoken request. People really needed to stop popping up on him. Couldn’t a man worry in peace?
    “Not in this house they can’t,” Syx called.
    “Huh?” Vapre’s eyebrows drew together, and he tilted his head to the side.
    “I think he was commenting to my thoughts, not your verbal request.” Eyce rolled his eyes and pounded on the door. “Just open up, damn it!”
    To his astonishment, the door swung open almost immediately. Syx stood in the doorway, wearing nothing but a frown. Even pissed off and disheveled, he looked good enough to eat. Eyce swallowed hard and tried to ignore the swelling of his cock.
    “Don’t think you can sway me with sexual favors,” Syx said haughtily. He turned his nose up and sniffed. “I will not be wooed by hard muscles and throbbing erections.”
    Eyce grabbed his lover by the hips and jerked him forward, mashing their groins together and grinding against him. “Are you sure about that?”
    Syx sighed and rested his forehead on Eyce’s shoulder. “Just tell me what you want and go away.”
    “We want to talk.” Vapre moved around Syx and molded himself to the man’s back. “We’re just worried about you.”
    “You mean worried that I’ve gone off the deep end and will hurt someone.”
    “What?” Eyce jerked back and lifted Syx’s face with both hands. “What are you talking about? No one thinks that.”
    Syx glanced past him to Fiero. “Are you sure about that?” he repeated Eyce’s words from seconds before.
    “Huh?” Fiero stepped closer and scowled. It appeared Eyce wasn’t the only one confused by the statement.
    “You held Echo back when he tried to come to me, like you were protecting him. I don’t know what I did to make you think I’d ever lay a finger on him in anger, but I assure you, I wouldn’t.”
    “Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Fiero growled and threw his hands up in the air.
    It wasn’t the reaction Eyce had expected. He saw this rendezvous going south in a hurry, and opened his mouth to intervene, but Fiero beat him to it.
    “Is that why you’ve been sulking in your room? Dude, you really need to get over yourself. I held Echo back because you didn’t look exactly welcome to contact. It had nothing to do with you hurting him. I was trying to protect you , dumbass!”
    “You…me…I…” Syx stammered.
    “You, me, uh, uh,” Fiero mocked. “Yes, you! If you’d bothered to use some of those communication skills you’re so fond of spouting off about, maybe you’d have saved everyone a lot of worry. For a genius, you’re damn thick sometimes.”
    Syx launched himself at Fiero and attacked his mouth like a starving man. Eyce watched, rubbing the back of his neck and shaking his head. No one was reacting the way he thought they would or should. They were confusing the shit out of him.
    “Thank you,” Syx panted long seconds later. “I love you.”
    “Uh, okay,” Fiero mumbled, looking completely debauched. “Love you, too.”
    Syx just laughed and kissed him again. “Now, where’s Echo?”
    “Hiding in his room,” Vapre answered immediately. “He hasn’t come out since you two argued.”
    “Great.” Syx sighed as he pushed back into his room and began dressing. “Now I feel like an even bigger asshole. I’ll talk to him.”
    “I’m thinking you’re the only one he’d listen to right now,” Eyce admitted.
    “Yep, and it’s my mess. I’ll fix it.” Syx finished buttoning his jeans