I was saved from having to own up to anything when the group of us were shown around the place. On each side of the cabin was a changing room, one for women and one for men. Doors at the back of the changing rooms led into a glass atrium that held a smaller hot spring for the fainter of heart. Outside the atrium was the larger hot springs. People willing to walk through the low temperature and snow could brave the more spectacular springs, but I was pretty sure I was sticking to the inside spring.
Everything was absolutely stunning and I couldn’t wait to slip my tired body into the water. I stripped down to my bikini in the changing room and pulled a robe on to walk out. I saw Macy and Jason heading out to the outdoor springs as I tossed my robe over one of the chairs nearby and slipped into the water.
I let out a low moan as the water came up over my thighs and then my waist. It was hot, and my skin tingled, but I loved it. I settled on one of the rock seats at the side of it and sank down until just my head was out of the water. I sighed and let it work its magic.
The sound of someone joining me made me open my eyes and it was just in time to see Warren sitting next to me. Lucas and Andrew weren’t far behind. They settled in the spring across from me, and I instantly felt naked under their glances.
Warren leaned over and pressed his fingers over my shoulder. “You’re still wearing my mark, Cupcake.”
Chapter 5
I gasped when I realized that I indeed had a hickey clear as day on my shoulder. No one else would automatically know it was from Warren, but there would be questions. Andrew and Lucas would see it and see the way Warren was looking at me. They’d know. Everyone would know.
Just as I started to panic, Warren amped it up even more by slipping his hand over my thighs. I shot a look at his brothers, each of whom was watching us with hot intensity.
“Um, I should go.” I shifted away, worried that everyone was going to know what a skank I’d been.
Andrew met my nervous expression with a firm one of his own. “Stay, Cupcake. No one’s judging you here.”
Those simple words shouldn’t have relaxed me. They should’ve sent me sprinting back into the changing room, but they didn’t. I sank back onto my rock and looked around at them. What the fuck was happening?
Warren’s hand found its way back to my thigh and his thumb stroked my flesh, relaxing me even further. Maybe it was the warmth, or maybe it was Andrew’s acceptance, but I felt like I could slip into the water and float away. Actually, maybe it was the fact that nothing felt real. Warren touching me while his brothers watched couldn’t be real.
“Seems like everyone else wanted to enjoy the outdoor springs.” Lucas said the comment in an offhand way, but when his eyes moved to me again, I felt like there was weight to them.
“Why didn’t you three want to go out there?”
Warren’s hand massaged my thighs, working its way between and around, slowly opening them as he did. “View’s better in here.”
I snorted. “You’re nuts.”
Lucas grinned. “Not at all, Cupcake.”
I rested my head on the rocks behind me as Warren’s hands moved down my legs and massaged my calves. I closed my eyes and smiled as he did it. I knew that I should’ve stopped him, but I was a lump of pleasure in his hands. Everything felt so good. His hands seemed to be everywhere at once. He rubbed my feet, my calves, and my thighs, all at the same time.
My eyes shot open when I realized that made no sense. Warren was next to me, massaging my thighs, while Lucas and Andrew had moved closer to rub my lower legs. A rush of arousal pulsed through my core and I bit my lip hard. What was going on?
What if someone saw? What if Macy saw? They were rubbing me, and it didn’t feel platonic. I knew it had to be innocent because they were doing it in front of each other, but it didn’t feel innocent, either. It felt sexual. It feltgood.
I worried about them knowing how turned on I was, worried that they’d think I was a complete freak, but Warren leaned into me and pressed a soft kiss against my ear.
“No one else can see us but them. They want to watch as I touch you, Cupcake.” His hand on my leg crept higher between my thighs. “They’ll make sure no one walks up. We wouldn’t let anyone else see you like this.”
I swallowed, the weight of his words sinking in. They wanted more than platonic. They wanted perverted, dirty, raunchier than any book I’d ever read. Or kind of. They wanted to watch Warren touch me. My heart pounded in my chest and I shook all over as my arousal threatened to choke me. It was wrong. I’d never done anything like it. Letting Warren touch me in front of them was crossing lines that I didn’t even know existed.
I spread my legs open farther as I met Warren’s gaze. He groaned and rubbed his knuckle over my core. Slipping his fingers into my bottoms, he ran them through my wetness.
“You’re wet for us, Cupcake.”
I shuddered and clamped my lip between my teeth. Looking across at Andrew, I watched as his eyes burned dark. He looked down at where his brother’s fingers were slowly pushing into my core, filling me.
Andrew growled and met my eyes. “Are his fingers in you, Cupcake?”
Warren responded by pushing another finger in and curling them just enough to rub a magical spot inside. I moaned before I could stop it and nodded at Andrew. I didn’t know what was happening. I was lost in lust. In that moment, they could’ve all taken turns touching me and I would’ve let them.
Lucas swore and inched closer. “Cupcake, you’re fucking stunning.”
“Fuck her, War.” Andrew gripped my ankle and met my wide eyes. “Just his fingers, baby. We’re not going to let anyone else see you. You’re safe.”
