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“Yes,” I gasped as he rubbed my mound, pressing his thumb against my clit. I moaned, widening my stance so he could play. Licks of sensation shot through me, my cunt juices wetting my lips.
“Good girl. I can feel how wet you are again. Is it Ezra’s cum in there too?”
I shook my head and ground my hips against his hand. “He felt my arse. Felt how soft I was. I told him you and Tristan had fucked me there. I wanted him to blow inside me too. I wanted to carry around his cum like I’d been carrying yours.”
“Did he push inside you? Did he feel how tight you are?”
The rushing started, and my core clenched. “Yes,” I breathed, half of me begging him not to stop, the other half revelling in the memory of Ezra spinning me around and impaling me in a single stroke with his iron-hard cock. He’d stuffed me full, stretched me tight around his dick, and gave me another orgasm before he shot his load inside me, his already girthy cock thickening and painting me with hot jets of cum.
Flynn pressed harder.
I hovered on the edge.
That moment of weightlessness stretching out.
Then I fell. I surrendered to the rush.
My body locked up tight as I came on a silent scream. Flynn worked my clit, not stopping until I slumped against him.
“I love that we can breed you. Fill you up until our cum is sliding down your legs. It’s hot as heck,” Flynn growled against my throat. He licked my pulse point, and a shiver rippled through me, raising gooseflesh on my skin. “I want Ezra to do the same thing to me. I want him to fill me up.”
“Can I watch?” I asked as Flynn gripped my tit and dropped his mouth to my nipple, flicking his tongue over the pebbled skin. I threaded my fingers through his silky hair and gripped tight, holding him in place as electric shocks spiralled through me once more.
He sucked me, licking my flesh before releasing me with a pop. I gulped in a breath, my heart thumping against my ribcage as I rubbed myself against him like a cat.
“Hell yeah. But until then, let’s get these boys their drinks.” Flynn pulled back and slapped my arse playfully before wheeling around and scooping tea leaves into the pot and gesturing to the kettle. “The water’s ready.”
I blinked, my mouth agape. He’d rendered me speechless.
Without missing a beat, he added, “You might want to pull up your top unless you want Ry wishing he wasn’t so stubborn.”
Wordlessly, I lifted the strap to my shoulder and took the teapot out to the deck.
Tristan and Ezra were each sitting on an armchair while Ry was on one end of the three-seater couch. There was a tense silence between them, one that continued when I served up their drinks.
I leaned back against the soft cushions and ignored the elephant in the room. My mind drifted as I concentrated on the peacefulness of the marina so late at night. The roads were quiet, the restaurants silent. I yearned to be out on the water again, to see Jumpinpin and go diving. I wanted to feel the rumble of the engines under me and hear nothing but the crashing waves at midnight. I wanted to see stars instead of people and dolphins and dugong rather than cars.
I wanted to ditch my clothes for an entire fucking week.
But being moored at the marina was convenient and, for the moment, necessary.
Resting my feet up on the coffee table, I tangled my legs with Flynn’s and leaned against Ry. I closed my eyes and let the lap of the water lull my thoughts into slowing.
We were crossing the seaway, the swell big but not choppy. The yacht rose and fell, riding the swell as we powered out to the ocean.
Asher laughed, his giggle-snort unlike any other person’s I’d heard. I loved hearing it. I was bathed in bright sunlight, basking in happiness as I chased Ash. Mum called out, “Zali, stop running, honey.”
“Ash is running too,” I whined.
Movement caught my eye in the water—a fin, then two more. There was a pod of dolphins swimming alongside the yacht. I squealed. “Dad, look!”
He swung me high, and I shrieked again as he effortlessly planted me on his shoulders. I pressed my fists against my mouth and vibrated with excitement, unable to contain the oohs and aahs every time they surfaced.
But like a cloud covering the sun, a shadow was cast over us.
A wash of unease swept over me.
A sense that something wasn’t right.
