keep him safe out in those woods.”
Onyx’s heart broke for his lover, and another little part of him wanted to shake the shit out of Echo. No one blamed Syx for what had happened in that cave. Hell, he’d saved all their asses in the end. How could Echo be so callous?
“I’m sorry,” Syx whispered.
“How does that make you feel?” Echo asked as he turned to look into Onyx’s face.
Onyx opened his mouth to tell his mate that he felt like decking the both of them for being stupid, but nothing came out. He was starting to think that he was missing something. He just didn’t know what it was.
“You don’t see yourself clearly,” Syx said when Onyx still couldn’t speak. “When I hear things like that inside your head, it hurts. Partly because I feel like you’re attacking someone I care about, but mostly because I feel like I failed somewhere.”
Onyx understood the first part. To hear Syx say those things about himself made Onyx’s chest tighten and his gut clench. If anyone else had dared to say those things about any of his men, he’d have made sure their face had a nice little meeting with his fist. The second part just confused the shit out of him, though.
“How did you fail?”
Syx chuckled, but it didn’t hold much humor. “If you really don’t know how I feel about you, then I obviously haven’t been doing something right.”
His heart flopped over in his chest, and his palms began to sweat. It was on the tip of his tongue to ask how Syx really felt, but he reeled it back at the last minute. He didn’t want to know. Did he?
He watched Syx’s eyes dart to Echo, then the demon shook his head sadly. “Soon?”
“Yeah, I think so,” Echo answered.
“What? What’s soon? What are you talking about?”
Syx glanced at Echo again, and Onyx saw their mate shake his head fractionally. “Not yet. It won’t have the same meaning. Words said with perceived guilt don’t hold the same value.”
Onyx wanted to roar in frustration. “What the hell are you two going on about?”
Instead of answering, Echo slithered up next to him, rubbing against him and making his brain short-circuit. Then he stretched up on his toes, wrapped his arms around Onyx’s neck, and pulled him down into an earth-shattering kiss.
It took about two seconds and one brush of Echo’s tongue against his for Onyx to entirely forget about the conversation. “You fight dirty,” he panted against Echo’s mouth.
Echo smirked. “You know it.”
Chapter Three
Echo leaned against the wall beside Jet and watched the crowd of people mingle throughout their house. “There’s a lot of people here,” he commented.
Jet frowned and nodded. “This isn’t a big town.”
His eyebrows drew together, and Echo mirrored Jet’s frown. “What do you mean?”
“Nothing, I guess. I just didn’t think that so many people would be accepting of our…lifestyle.”
“You mean being gay? Or the fact that I’m gay with seven different men?”
“Both,” Jet answered immediately. “Or, do they just think you’re roommates or something?”
“Most of them saw us all making out at the New Year’s party, so they know.” Echo hadn’t really thought about it before, but now that Jet brought it up, he supposed it was kind of strange for the good townsfolk to be so accepting of their relationship. Not that he gave a fuck what they thought, but it was kind of nice to be accepted.
Catching Vapre’s eye, Echo waved him over. Vapre gave him a beaming smile and hurried across the living room to him and Jet. He stopped in front of Echo, pushed a glass of wine into his hand, and bent to kiss his forehead. “Are you enjoying your party?”
“Yes, thank you.” Echo tilted his head up and pursed his lips in a silent request.
Vapre chuckled and brushed their lips together gently. “Did you need something, sweetheart?”
Echo blinked a few times to clear the haze from his brain. “Uh, what?”
Jinx snorted and elbowed him in