Evans, Gabrielle - Hypnotic Healing [Fatefully Yours 6] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) Read Online Free

didn’t like talking at all if it could be avoided. No matter how hard he tried, his words never came out right. He was constantly sticking his size fourteen boot in his mouth.
    He had feelings and thoughts, and plenty of them. He just didn’t know how to express any of them, so it was best to just remain quiet and let the others tell him what to do. Not that he was submissive by nature, but he found it made life much easier when he let his lovers handle things. They probably all thought he was a complete loser and dumber than a slug, anyway.
    “Stop it,” came a deep growling voice from the doorway.
    Onyx spun around, and the blood drained from his face when he saw Syx standing there. “Hades’ hairy left nut!” For fuck’s sake, now he was cramming his foot in his mouth without even opening the damn thing. Why couldn’t he get anything right?
    “Myst, out,” Syx ordered.
    Myst looked a little startled but dipped his head and hurried out of the room. Syx slammed the door behind him before stalking over to stand right in front of Onyx. His hand came up, and Onyx actually flinched. He’d never seen Syx so pissed off before.
    Instead of a blow to the face, Syx’s fingertips lightly skimmed over Onyx’s cheek. “You are worse than the rest of them,” he mumbled quietly.
    Yeah, Onyx knew he didn’t measure up to the other warriors, but it still hurt to have it said out loud like that.
    Syx’s fingers curled around his jaw, and Onyx couldn’t stop himself from leaning into the touch. It was so seldom that any of them touched him like this. He’d lived for over three millennia, battled against some of the most monstrous creatures known to the Underworld, and one gentle touch from his lovers turned him into an insecure, attention-starved ball of need.
    Could he be any more pathetic? He seriously doubted it.
    When he finally looked up to meet Syx’s eyes, the look on the demon’s face startled him. His eyes tightened around the corners, and his lips pressed together in a thin line. His nostrils flared, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. If Onyx didn’t know better, he’d think the warrior was in pain.
    “Don’t move,” Syx whispered. He brushed his lips over Onyx’s forehead, then hurried out of the room.
    Onyx shook his head and walked over to plop down on the foot of the bed. Resting his elbows on his knees, he dropped his face into his hands and groaned. He really needed a fucking drink.
    Before he could debate the wisdom of tying one on, hurried footsteps sounded in the hallway outside his door, and Echo rushed inside with Syx following right behind. Letting his hands hang between his knees, Onyx looked up at them and nodded. He didn’t know why Syx had brought Echo, or what they wanted, but he figured he’d find out soon enough.
    “I should kick your ass,” Echo said heatedly.
    Okay, he hadn’t been expecting that one. “Why is that?”
    Echo huffed and threw his hands up in the air. “I don’t know. Maybe because you’re being a dipshit?”
    “Echo, I didn’t bring you in h—”
    Turning sharply, Echo poked Syx in the chest, cutting him off mid-sentence. “You, get out. You’ve done quite enough. Tell the others I will deal with them later.”
    Syx growled and crossed his arms over his chest. “I didn’t do a damn thing. I’m trying to help. Stop being such a prick.”
    “Uh, why are you guys fighting?” Onyx’s head was starting to spin from trying to keep up with the conversation. “What did Syx do?”
    “Butt out,” Echo said over his shoulder.
    Onyx clamped his lips together and went back to watching.
    “You know you damn well did.” Echo poked Syx again. “I don’t even know why we keep you around.”
    “Hey!” Onyx pushed to his feet and pulled Echo back from the warrior. “Echo, what has gotten into you?”
    “No, he’s right,” Syx mumbled and hung his head. “I am completely useless. He has every right to say those things. I couldn’t even