I can’t help but think he’s remembering the conversation we had while he was inside me a couple weeks ago, when I asked him if the four of them had ever shared. That this is him offering me a chance to dip my toe into that water—literally, I guess.
Lincoln’s hands splay across my stomach, his touch both supportive and possessive, and I glance at the other three boys as I consider my answer. They’re all watching me too.
Clear gray eyes.
Green eyes and blue eyes.
And behind me, even though I can’t see them at the moment, Lincoln’s leonine amber ones.
My stomach clenches and relaxes, and I melt into Linc’s touch a little more.
“Yeah,” I murmur. “A swim sounds nice.”
Lincoln makes a noise low in his throat and kisses my ear once more before releasing me. The other three kings take my words as their cue, walking over to the water and leaping in. Linc follows them, and only once he resurfaces, pushing his dark hair back from his face, do all the boys turn to look at me.
Oh. Right. My turn to undress.
I can’t decide if it’s a good thing or bad thing that I changed into the little black dress before coming downstairs—because it means there’s really only one article of clothing that needs to come off to leave me in my bra and panties.
Kicking off my flats, I reach down and grab the hem of the stretchy black fabric. Then I pull it up and over my head in a single movement. I lose sight of the guys for a second as the dress obscures my vision, and when I find their faces again, their expressions have all shifted slightly.
They’ve intensified.
Heated.
Their gazes sweep over me with such deliberation that I swear I can feel each one of them individually, and the sensation makes me want to squirm with both pleasure and sheer overload.
My body is still flushed, and I can feel a slick ache building in my core, but I ignore it and step forward, slipping into the pool with a small splash.
Chase grins at me. “There. Now it’s a party.”
I grin back and splash him with water—and he, of course, retaliates quickly. I try to duck out of the way, but the other three boys fan out, trapping me in the middle of a rough circle as they all splash water at me.
“So—fucking—unfair!” I gasp as I spin back and forth in the clear blue pool, giving up entirely on evading their shots and focusing on just getting them all as wet as me.
They close ranks, coming closer and closer as we move toward the shallow end, until we’re hardly splashing each other at all and more just shoving water in each other’s direction.
Then they’re too close to do even that, and we stop the water fight entirely.
My feet can touch the bottom easily here, with the waterline several inches below my collarbone.
Lincoln’s hands find mine, and he tangles our fingers together, tugging me a little closer to him. The pool water is cool, but I can feel the heat of four large male bodies filling the space around me, and when Linc’s chest brushes against mine, my nipples harden instantly.
He’s directly in front of me, capturing me with his steady, enigmatic amber gaze. The twins ended up on either side of me, sandwiching me like they did the night I kissed Chase.
River is behind me, and it’s his hands that I feel first, resting lightly on the swell of my hips. Then Dax’s fingertips run down my arm under the water, and the light touch makes me shiver.
“Cold?” Linc asks softly.
“No.”
His grin is sinful. “Good.”
Keeping his hands locked with mine, he leans forward to press a kiss to my lips, and as if that’s some kind of secret signal, the other boys all move to
o.
River’s hands slide around to my stomach, bringing me closer to him, his chest brushing against my back. Chase drops his head to kiss the part of my shoulder that’s out of the water as Dax does the same on my other side.