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For his health, it would have been safer had he only seen one of them at a time. But for his rapidly developing desire for a fivesome, there was nothing he could do but gawk and silently cheer. However, silent didn’t mean unnoticed, because his eyes made it clear to all four women that he was bursting at the seams with excitement and desire.

After each obtaining a change of clothes and some swimwear, they headed back to the van. They spent a good chunk of time retracing their steps, passing by the airport, then bending inland toward their muddy destination. Along the way, their van jostling on the dirt road beneath them, Anna mentioned the nearby Garden of the Sleeping Giant, which the others happily agreed to visit once they were done soaking in mud.

With a bit of searching on their phones, they discovered the existence of a package option for visiting both sights. It would reverse the order in which they visited the two places, starting them off with a guided tour through the famous orchid gardens. The others found this arrangement to their liking. Outwardly, Liam smiled and agreed that that was the right way to do things. Inwardly, he wept. Any delay in getting to the mud pool seemed almost too painful to bear.

The gorgeous, vibrant outpouring of life all around him helped soothe things. The beautiful smiles from the women, Anna’s especially, who got to walk through the lush tropical rainforest helped even more.

It was still early enough when their walk through the dense forest began, traversing wooden boardwalks and surrounded by a thousand different vivid colors of flora, that things weren’t too hot. That would slowly change over the next hour and a half, but they’d all brought water bottles for the trek.

Their local Fijian tour guide offered detailed insights about every unique flower or plant they passed by, always smiling as he led them forward, though letting them dictate when and where they wanted to slow down or pause. And although she probably never would have disrupted her extraordinary poise with a smile as wide as Anna’s, there was one other person who was clearly thrilled to see so much nature.

Victoria probably asked roughly half of the total questions uttered while in the garden. A rare inquisitive nature came to the forefront in the stylish woman, but it made sense. She was an ecology professor, after all.

Their tour guide, once he realized how knowledgeable and interested in his home Victoria was, upped the amount of detail he provided from then on. He appeared more than enthused to stop and expound on tropical hibiscuses and the multi-colored false bird of paradise—also a flower, a hanging one, not an actual bird. It probably helped that the woman he was spending so much time going back and forth with was more beautiful than any he’d ever given a tour to.

There were times when the path grew rugged, and they stepped onto dirt pathways. Sometimes, they passed small, manmade pools, hundreds of lilies floating upon their still surfaces. During others, things grew so dense with plant life that Liam couldn’t see more than a few feet off the path.

Throughout the tour, they could hear the babbling of small, lively streams and tropical birdsong. They caught a few glimpses of both, including what the tour guide described as a collared iory, a type of parrot. Mostly bright green, it had bright red coloring around its neck and chest, like a collar. On its head, determined to utilize every color it could, it had a mix of blue and black feathers.

Most of the hike leaned toward guiding them upward, and there was a rest stop filled with benches and a large gazebo for them to take a tiny break in. After refreshing themselves with much of their water reserves and some time off their heels, they kept going. The culminating moment of their hike occurred when they pressedoutof the forest, up a moderately steep incline, and reached a hilltop that allowed them to look across the forest they’d come from, the neighboring mountains fencingit in, and the ocean they would cross in a few more hours to the west.

For a few minutes, five sets of eyes drew in their first genuinely breathtaking sight of Fiji. As far as the eye could see, there was hardly anything but nature in their way. They were more or less wordless throughout, stopping at another gazebo tipping the hilltop they climbed to take it all in, though Avril made sure to get them all together for some pictures—she had a promise to keep to Anna’s mom, after all.

At the end of their tour, once they were back where they’d begun and paid for the experience, Liam noticed the tour guide as he shifted toward Victoria. He recognized the hopefulness in the man’s expression. When he leaned in to quietly speak to the voluptuous woman, he felt a momentary spike of possessive—improper as it was—annoyance. Victoria’s expression didn’t change. A moment later, Liam saw Victoria shake her head.

The tour guide, looking somewhat dejected, moved away. Liam tried not to celebrate his failure, even if it resulted in an immediate sense of relief when it happened.

The five members of their party reconvened. It was finally time for the mud bath. A chance for Liam to see what others would have killed to witness. And he wouldn’t have blamed them. Among all the natural beauty found in this slice of paradise in this corner of the world, nothing could quite compare to what Liam would soon get to see. For in a little over an hour, he would be the only man on Earth seeing some of the most amazing sights ever witnessed.

Chapter Six

Avril 1st

Just a short drive from the Gardens, the Sabeto Hot Spring and Mud Pool waited for them. And more. Once they arrived, Liam felt himself beginning to tremble with anticipation. It took all he had in him to keep his expression calm, his steps forward appropriately paced. He wanted to run and make the others do the same. He’d waitedsolong for this day.

After paying for the experience, Liam painfully separated from the four women in his party. Swapping into the swim trunks he’d brought along took him all of about a minute. Afterward, he waited outside, absorbing heat from the sun as it strode toward its lofty throne in the sky. Yet he knew it wouldn’t be anywhere near the hottest part of his day.

He didn’t have to wait all that long, yet he was shifting from side to side like an animal about to take off into a sprint. Nearby, one of the establishment’s workers had dropped off the needed bucket of mud. But that came after. Before then, he’d get to seehow the four women he so thoroughly desired looked injusttheir swimwear.

Black was the color of the day, apparently. A sensible color, though he didn’t know enough to realize that. The sulfur in the hot springs they’d be rinsing off in could do a number on swimwear, which all four of the women in the party, having more experience on the matter than him, knew about. So, these were all bikinis that they didn’t necessarily mind seeing ruined. Not yet their best.

Nevertheless, his attention span shrunk to an incredibly narrow cone once he saw them coming. The rest of the planet could have swapped colors, green for the sky, blue for the grass, and he wouldn’t have noticed. There was only one thing—a group of four immensely stunning women—that he cared to look at.

None of their bikinis were that intentionally revealing, but there was only so much that some narrow lengths of fabric could do to hide how voluptuous they were, from Avril on the left to Victoria on the right.EspeciallyVictoria on the right.

Wearing a pretty standard black bikini, the sight of Victoria’s enormous breasts almost withered his tongue, all the moisture in his body evaporating into a cloud of steam above his head. He had another reason to be thankful for all the pictures she’d sent him in the past few weeks. Preparation. If this had been the first time, his leering might have been ten times worse.

Everywhere he looked, he saw immaculate figures. Attractive hips, narrow waists, smooth legs, and jaw-dropping buxomness dominated his vision. Anna fidgeted with the strap of her bikini, briefly jostling one of her soft, sensitive breasts. Tess knew what he wanted to see, and she turned slightly, allowing him to get a peek at her gorgeously full ass. Avril, wearing a slightly more revealing bikini than the rest, even though she’d been the one to call for modesty back at the resort,stretched her arms behind her back, causing her breasts to bulge forward—directly toward him.

And Victoria’s piercing blue gaze dropped, noticing the incontrovertible change that had occurred when he’d seen the four of them. Swim trunks weren’t always that good at hiding a guy’s arousal. At least, his pair was failing him right now.

But would it have been any less obvious, even had he possessed the supreme self-control needed to keep his erection under control? He couldn’t even blink currently, held hostage by four perfect figures, enthralling eyes, and a few soft smiles that were beginning to respond to his dazed expression.

“And now we come to realize the only reason I brought Liam along,” Avril announced teasingly. “No tropical paradise is complete without one opportunity to see a slack-jawed man try to recover his composure. Andfailspectacularly.” She flippantly shooed him away. “Alright, you’ve fulfilled your purpose for this trip. You can return to the resort and wait to fly home in a week.”

“How aboutyougo back, and I stay here with the others?” Liam growled, almost a little too viciously. He knew Avril was joking, yet he still felt his hackles come up. Like an animal being separated from its mate.

“No deal,” Avril said.

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