Page 37 of The Awakening

Breaking the surface, the sound of my laughter echoes through the night, a sound I’m not familiar with. Splashes of water hit my face as all three guys emerge from the surface, each one shaking out their hair. I squint my eyes, blocking my face from the water droplets before strong hands grab my chest below my breasts and push me to the side of the pool.

“I told you I could swim.” Colson’s voice is in my ear, his cool lips brushing the sensitive spot on my ear. I let out another laugh, tilting my head back against the edge of the pool.

“What’s so funny?” he says to me, his hand wrapping around my throat and pulling my face to his.

“We’re in the shallow end. This doesn’t prove you can swim,” I say to him. Everett and Dean make their way over to the side of the pool, joining our conversation.

“She’s right, mate,” Dean says, spitting water on the back of Colson’s head. Everett swims up beside me, resting his back against the edge of the pool and resting his arms against the cold concrete.

“Fine then, I’ll show you all. I can swim.” Colson lets me go, the sudden absence of him makes me feel cold. Colson wades over to the deep end and takes a deep breath before submerging himself underneath the water.

“This ought to be good,” Dean whispers to me as he joins my other side, mimicking Everett’s posture as he, too, rests his arms across the concrete. A moment goes by, several bubbles float to the surface, but Colson remains underneath. More and more bubbles emerge, and my heart rate picks up as Colson has yet to break the surface.

“Colson?” I yell. Still nothing.

“Fuck,” Dean says, as he dives down, swimming beneath the surface until I can see he’s reached Colson’s shadow. The pair of them push off the bottom of the pool, their bodies finally coming up for air. However, Colson isn’t moving, his head hunched over as Dean swims the two of them back to the edge. I meet him halfway, grabbing Colson’s face and lifting him to mine.

“Colson?!” I yell, his eyes snapping open as he spits water in my face. Coughing and sputtering, I wipe the water from my eyes.

“See, I told you I could swim,” he jokes. He dips his head in the water again before whipping it back, his long blond hair causing a fan of water droplets to create a perfect circle above him.

“You jerk! That doesn’t prove you can swim. Dean still saved you. All it proved is you can hold your breath.” I push water onto his face, his bright white smile making it hard to be mad at him. Dean and Everett look less than amused as Dean puts his hand on top of Colson’s head, dunking him in.

I swim back to the edge of the pool where Everett looks as chill as ever, resting his body against the side. I lean against his chest, his warm body inviting as he wraps his long arms around me. We both watch as Dean and Colson wrestle one another in the water as if the past ten months never happened. I lean my head against the crook of Everett’s neck and close my eyes. The sounds of the night become clearer. The trees are blowing in the wind, the insects are chirping, and the sound of the guys splashing in the water has my heart feeling at peace.

“I love you, Everett,” I whisper to him. His lips find the side of my face and he kisses me so tenderly, so softly, I never want this moment to end. If this is a dream, I want to stay here. Forever and always.

“I love you too, baby girl.”

“I love you more.” I open my eyes and see Colson swimming towards us.

“But we all know who you love the most.” Dean grabs my waist as he speaks and pulls me into his body, my legs wrapping around his toned abdomen. “Tell them, love.”

“You know I love all three of you the same,” I giggle out, Dean now spinning us around in the shallow water. I lean forward, kissing him on the lips, and his hands tighten on my waist.

“What do you say you show us just how much you love us all?” Dean’s voice is a shallow whisper, full of lust and desire.

Everett is already behind me, his hard chest pressing close to my back as the familiar bulge in his boxers is now pressing against my back. His hand begins on my stomach, grabbing the hem of my shirt I’m still wearing, and pulls the fabric free from my skin. Tossing the shirt to the edge of the pool, a loud splat echoes through the backyard as Everett makes quick work of my bra. He unfastens my straps with quick fingers, and my breasts fall from my bra, submerging them in the water. I let out a soft moan, the water feeling so inviting to my naked skin. I release Dean’s waist so I can begin stepping out of my leggings, Everett helping me as the fabric is so tight to my wet skin. Once freed, my skin is set on fire as a mouth covers my pussy, a tongue darting out and licking between my lips in one deep motion.

Looking down, I see Colson is beneath me, his face distorted from the ripples in the water, but he’s there, his tongue making me jerk and flinch with every flick against my clit.

“Holy fuck,” I moan out, my head falling back and hitting Everett’s shoulder as he holds me upright, as Colson works me over from beneath the water. Firm hands begin squeezing both of my breasts, twisting and pinching my nipples enough to sting. The pain of the pinching mixed with the pleasure between my legs is intoxicating.

“That a girl,” Dean’s gravelly voice is in my ear, his tongue licking that spot just behind my ear, giving me goosebumps. Just then Colson’s mouth is gone, the sudden loss of sensation quickly cooling my body from an inferno to an ice bath.

“Wh-what? No, don’t stop,” I moan out. A chuckle combines with Colson’s voice.

“I needed to come up for a breath, my dear. Here, let’s go to the steps.” Everett and Dean practically carry me to the steps, as Colson follows behind. Dean grabs underneath my arms and sits me on the top step. Colson grabs my ankles, pulling my ass to the edge of the step and spreading my legs wide for him. Staring down at Colson, he gives me a wicked smile, licking his lips before he begins feasting on my pussy once again. His warm mouth and tongue are the perfect contrast to the cooler water temperature, and I lean my head back.

Water beside me moves in quick motions as Dean exits the pool, my eyes opening to see him standing above me. I open my mouth in invitation to him, my tongue darting out as he kneels down, pulling his already erect cock from his boxers. As if we are remaking the Spiderman movie, but in a slightly different way, he inserts his cock slowly down my throat, his head hitting the back of my throat as I swallow him deeper.

“Fuckkkkk,” he moans out. I hum around his length, and he twitches inside me. Pulling out and sliding back down my throat, he repeats this motion, setting a rhythm. My whole body ignites as Everett begins massaging my breasts once again. My nipples harden as the cold wind blows across my exposed chest. Colson’s mouth leaves my needy pussy once again. He inhales a deep breath as he comes up for air.

“Flip her over, mate, I need to be inside this pussy now,” Colson says to Dean, as he grabs my waist and flips me around so I’m now facing Dean, his hand stroking his cock as he lines himself back up with my mouth. I open wide, drool dripping down my chin as he fills me up. A loud smack echoes in the air as Colson’s hand lands on my ass—a muffled shriek leaves my mouth, but I embrace the sting.

“So, fucking beautiful,” Colson whispers, the head of his cock sliding up and down my entrance, and I lean back towards him, needing him to be inside me.

“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you, sweetheart?”

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