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These men couldn’t see me pout, though. I needed to remain strong in front of all of them. They’d already seen me at a weak point, and I had to keep those instances few and far between. I was a triple threat and they needed to be reminded of that. They had super strength because of me. I was the reason for their increased skills and abilities. I was the reason for their freedom.
I sat there for a moment in quiet, not saying anything and not looking at any of them. I could feel their eyes on me though. Their stares were hot and had my insides quivering and warming in ways that I’d only felt since meeting these three.
“I’m going to clean up the mess we made preparing dinner,” I said, almost more to myself than any of them. I took the empty communal plate of food that sat in the middle of our little quartet, along with my empty plate and their empty plates, then I retreated below deck.
It didn’t take long to clean up. We hadn’t made much of a mess and cleaned as we went. We were also using salt water to clean our dishes since we didn’t want to waste our fresh water.
After putting everything away, I retreated to the bed at the bow and lay down.
I’d done athoroughbathing at the creek, scrubbing between my legs and under my arms. I did see that Neffers had packed some razors and soap in the small bathroom on the boat, so next time I went ashore, I would bring some razors and soap with me to shave my legs and wash properly. I’d try to wash some laundry, too. It felt good to be clean, though. Six days of no bath were making my skin crawl—literally.
Closing my eyes, I tuned in to each of their heartbeats and the gentle lap of the waves against the boat.
If they spoke, I’d be able to hear their murmurs as if they were right next to me, but none of them said a word. Probably because they knew I’d be able to hear them.
There wasn’t much to hear or feel. Nothing was overwhelming like it was in the forest, so eventually, I could shut out their heart rates and just focus on my own.
What did they mean by knowingpleasure?
I knew the pleasure I felt when I had a warm shower after a day of intense training. The pleasure of hot water sluicing over my skin, washing away the sweat and easing my exhausted and sore muscles. I knew the pleasure of tasting delicious food. Not that the food at the compound was gourmet, but it was palatable, and sometimes the chicken and potatoes had some seasoning on them, which was quite nice. I knew the pleasure of a dreamless sleep where I woke refreshed and energized.
Was that what they meant?
There was no doorway between the bedroom in the bow and the rest of the boat. It wasn’t a large sailboat. Four people seemed to be more than the maximum occupancy, but we were making it work.
Keeping my eyes on the ladder that led up to the deck, I gingerly slid my hand down beneath the waistband of my pants and to the V of my legs.
Of course, when I washed in the bath or shower, something tickled when I scrubbed between my legs, but I’d never given it much thought. If I raked my nails across the bottom of my feet or behind my knees, it tickled, too. It was just another sensitive area on the body, wasn’t it?
I pushed two fingers into mypussy,as Jorik and Rix had called it, and hit the nub that always seemed to get tickled when I washed. A jolt of pleasure rippled through me. I pushed my fingers a touch lower, and I was wet.
Why was I wet?
