Page 126 of Gift from the Nexus

“Nope, hold on, little wanderer, they’re almost here. Open those legs wider so they can see this perfect pussy.”

I snatch her bathing suit bottoms off her, and she does exactly as I ask. She spreads those creamy thighs of hers even farther apart and I don’t have to be in front of her to know her pussy is glistening in the water for their viewing pleasure. I can’t see her face, but I know her eyes are hooded, if even open, and when she lays her head back to my chest, my brothers groan, close enough now to realize what’s going on.

“Come, little wanderer. Come all over my hand and show my brothers what they’re missing right now. Don’t hold back.”

Fuck me, that’s exactly what she does.

Her screams echo across the back lawn and my brothers stand statue still on the edge of the pool, staring through the clear water, watching her grind herself down on my hand.

I slowly pull my fingers out of her when her body relaxes, and she slumps even more into me. I don’t attempt to hide my smug-ass smirk from my brothers’ hungry faces. They could’ve come over here with me to check on her.

“You’re gonna let the dragon get you in trouble, Primary,” Caspian says as he squats down in front of us and grips Willow’s jaw in his hand.

“I enjoy this kind of trouble,” she says, winded, as a sweet smile crosses her face.

“We’re well aware,” he says low, leaning in to give her a kiss on the corner of her lips.

By the butterflies that flutter through her bond, I know she’s relishing more in his attention rather than needing more pleasure, so I right her bathing suit bottoms and pull her over to the built-in stairs.

“Can you all take a break? Swim with us for a little while?” she asks the three of them as she gets comfortable on my chest.

“Sure, princess,” Corentin easily agrees, stripping off his suit jacket.

“Make them match me, little wanderer. I want to see them all in my favorite color.”

Her laugh rings in my mind, but she doesn’t deny my request. Instead, her finger drifts slowly out of the water, and faster than my eye can catch, she strips their clothes, taking them all by surprise. Leaving them in red bathing suits that match mine. Well, almost. She’s made Corentin’s as small as a pair of her underwear and I know she did it to get a rise out of him.

“You look fantastic, Core. That red really brings out your eyes,” I mentally say, sarcastic as fuck because I’m laughing too hard to talk.

“Princess.”

“I’m worn out and run out of element. I’m sorry.” She laughs hysterically, lying like hell. A bad lie at that.

“See. Trouble, Primary,” Caspian says as he calls forth his water and steps onto the rising pillar that lowers him slowly into the pool in front of us.

Willow takes a hot minute to respond, so when I lean my head down to look at her, I find her staring hard at Caspian with purple slit eyes. She’s mapping out every detail of the tattoo on his chest and tracing every scar it’s trying to hide. The water around us heats up, and I know all too well her dragon is furious at what she sees.

“Don’t freak out, Cas,” I warn quietly.

She’s going to pounce. She isn’t going to be able to fight it.

“I’m not. Come here, Primary,” he commands softly.

Like lightning, she covers the small distance between the two of them and wraps her legs around his waist. Her reaction makes me realize that this is the first time she’s ever seen him shirtless. The thought didn’t occur to me until now. Thinking about it, though, he’s been particular about always wearing a shirt sinceshe’s been here. Before it’d be completely unbuttoned or just nonexistent while we were home.

Reaching out, he takes her hand in his and runs her fingers along his scars, letting her feel their grooves without her asking. It’s the first time in my life I’ve ever seen anyone touch them. This shit makes my heart swell. He’s come so fucking far for her and he deserves a love like the one she offers.

“Better, Primary?” he asks.

“Much. Thank you,” she says softly, staring intently at him with fire in her eyes. It’s not the sexual kind of heat, though. Nope. She wants to eat some people.

Fuck yes.

“How do you like the pool, little warrior?” Tillman asks, noticeably trying to distract her from her murderous thoughts.

She’s doing remarkable keeping her feral side in check, honestly. When I saw hers for the first time, if she hadn’t been underneath me naked, I would’ve gone into a rage.

“It’s perfect and I love it. If there were a waterfall, then it’d truly look like a much larger version of my bath. I can’t wait to spend all my time out here.”

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