Page 39 of When Kings Fall

Mason was wearing a pair of board shorts like me, just plain and pale blue.

And Colt had gone his usual way with a pair of turquoise and tight, almost speedo-like type trunks that emphasized everything rather than serving as any sort of real cover-up.

Brianna’s eyes flamed as she took them in, and then she smirked slyly and made her way up to the hot springs toward me, swinging her hips in a sexy fucking way that had the three of us basically salivating over her.

Hell, when weren’t we?

As soon as she sank into the water, I was there, pressing my palms down either side of her shoulders and crowding her against the edge.

I slicked my tongue over her neck, then nipped at it, making her throw her head back and essentially give herself over to me.

I was leaving marks all over her throat, her collarbone, her shoulders.

“More,” she breathed.

“Your wish is our command, cutie,” Colt spoke, dipping into the water then wading over to us, with Mason right behind him.

I eased back and Mason jerked down the cups of her bikini top, then shoved Colt’s face into her breasts.

Fuck, yes.

Colt went wild, sucking on her soft flesh, then sucking her nipples, and rolling his piercing all fucking over until she was panting and moaning out and slapping her hands to the edge behind her to steady herself.

Mason held Colt there at his mercy in front of her, fisting his mohawk.

I watched his free hand disappear under the water and then Colt was jolting as Mason shoved his trunks down and started stroking the crack of his ass up and down.

He groaned into Brianna’s breasts and pushed back on Mason, silently begging for more.

Mason was all too happy to oblige and I grinned as I saw his eyes aflame.

He was letting go, giving into his wild side, control and all that be damned.

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re begging for it in this sweet ass,” he growled at Colt’s ear, a moment before he stuffed two fingers deep inside his ass.

“Shit!” Colt cried into Brianna’s breasts. “Yeah, Mason,” his muffled words sounded.

The three of them going at it had me fisting my cock roughly.

Mason saw the state of me and released Colt’s hair to grab my hand and tug me to him.

He brushed his lips over mine, sending a tremble of need through me at the heady eroticism of it.

I groaned as he licked the shell of my ear.

“Get her tight little ass ready for me.”

Mmm.

“With fucking pleasure.”

Brianna whimpered as Mason eased Colt away from her, still holding his fingers deep in his ass. He floated back, grunting as Mason held him against his chest and started pounding fast and deep, making Colt squirm as Mason banded his arm around him so he couldn’t escape the sweet torment.

“Fuck! Fuck!”

“Good boy, take my fingers reaming your hot little ass. You’re gonna watch as Lev does the same to our woman.”

“Shit,” Colt gasped, overcome.

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