But as Naydo untied their wrists so they could strip, Chet abruptly stopped moving completely. “Nothing in that water’s gonna attack us, right?”
Naydo scanned the teal depths with a contemplative expression, then shook his head and unfastened his kilt. “No. You should be safe, but I will accompany you as precaution.”
The team swapped tentative looks, but ultimately their misery won out. Wrists rebound and bodies naked, they waded into the water, soft sighs quickly spilling free. It wasn’t total relief, not by a long shot, but any reprieve at all was priceless. Alec moaned as coolness engulfed his junk and eased the needy burn in his ass. God, if only they could stay there forever.
Deeper they descended, then deeper still, until water lapped at their rock-hard nipples. Alec shivered at the feeling. Until now, he hadn’t realized just how fevered he’d been. So good... Aw, yeah. So good…
Naydo brought them to a stop and let them linger. More happy moans, because truth be told, any walking at all was still jarring. Yeah, because of the rope that kept grazing Alec’s nuts, but especially because of his reeling back door.
Not caring about anything but finding relief, he reached between his legs past his balls. Restlessly, he rubbed at his sensitized hole. Gave it what it wanted. Fucking friction . His eyes rolled back at the potent sensation, savoring the feel of his touch.
Yeah… Back and forth… Just like that….
Shit, now it needed penetration. Needed him to breach its tight little muscle and shove a finger inside. Next thing Alec knew, he was spreading his stance and doing exactly that. Ah! Ah, shit! He anxiously pumped, then grimaced in tortured bliss. Because one, he couldn’t seem to reach deep enough, and two, his finger felt way too small. Fortunately, the latter was a pretty easy fix. He sank in a second, and then a third, wincing in raw pleasure as he stretched. Fuck, that hurt, but felt so damn good.
Around him, the similar sounds of his teammates faded as Miros’ voice filled his head. Specifically, the words he’d murmured that morning about how his dick was in Alec’s future— which Alec presumed meant up his ass. But in this moment, he wanted nothing more. Because without a doubt, Miros could definitely reach deep enough, and could definitely spread him good.
All but delirious, Alec tried to shove deeper, but jerked when he hit something swollen. Swollen and unbelievably sensitive. Inhaling sharply, he yanked his fingers free, eyes snapping wide in surprise. Despite how fucking good that felt, he instinctively knew he couldn’t afford to go there. He’d learned his lesson the night before while watching Gesh and Roni get freaky. Too much stimulation equaled wicked discomfort. No way was he risking that again.
He glanced around, finding his teammates’ eyes closed, their tense brows scrunched tightly together. And just like his had been, their arms were flexing, as if busy working things down below. Shit, maybe someone would actually get lucky.
Alec’s gaze moved to Zaden, who stood the closest. His head had fallen back and his shoulders were bunching from whatever he was doing to his junk. Curious thing, though, was how he was inching subconsciously closer to Naydo. And fuck if Naydo didn’t look pleased. Turning to face him, Naydo waited as Z approached, his golden eyes straight-up smoldering.
Alec couldn’t look away, couldn’t keep from watching, as Z absently drifted closer. Slowly, Naydo closed his big arms around him, making sure not to let their bodies touch. Then, ever so carefully, he dipped his head and breathed against Zaden’s neck. Eyes still shut, Zaden shivered with a moan, his breaths turning instantly shallow. Naydo’s full lips curved. Zaden’s biceps bunched faster, his brows pinched tight in desperation.
Alec’s heart pounded. God, they were less than an inch apart, but Zaden was too out of it to know. Alec should tell him, he knew he should, but
Naydo scanned the teal depths with a contemplative expression, then shook his head and unfastened his kilt. “No. You should be safe, but I will accompany you as precaution.”
The team swapped tentative looks, but ultimately their misery won out. Wrists rebound and bodies naked, they waded into the water, soft sighs quickly spilling free. It wasn’t total relief, not by a long shot, but any reprieve at all was priceless. Alec moaned as coolness engulfed his junk and eased the needy burn in his ass. God, if only they could stay there forever.
Deeper they descended, then deeper still, until water lapped at their rock-hard nipples. Alec shivered at the feeling. Until now, he hadn’t realized just how fevered he’d been. So good... Aw, yeah. So good…
Naydo brought them to a stop and let them linger. More happy moans, because truth be told, any walking at all was still jarring. Yeah, because of the rope that kept grazing Alec’s nuts, but especially because of his reeling back door.
Not caring about anything but finding relief, he reached between his legs past his balls. Restlessly, he rubbed at his sensitized hole. Gave it what it wanted. Fucking friction . His eyes rolled back at the potent sensation, savoring the feel of his touch.
Yeah… Back and forth… Just like that….
Shit, now it needed penetration. Needed him to breach its tight little muscle and shove a finger inside. Next thing Alec knew, he was spreading his stance and doing exactly that. Ah! Ah, shit! He anxiously pumped, then grimaced in tortured bliss. Because one, he couldn’t seem to reach deep enough, and two, his finger felt way too small. Fortunately, the latter was a pretty easy fix. He sank in a second, and then a third, wincing in raw pleasure as he stretched. Fuck, that hurt, but felt so damn good.
Around him, the similar sounds of his teammates faded as Miros’ voice filled his head. Specifically, the words he’d murmured that morning about how his dick was in Alec’s future— which Alec presumed meant up his ass. But in this moment, he wanted nothing more. Because without a doubt, Miros could definitely reach deep enough, and could definitely spread him good.
All but delirious, Alec tried to shove deeper, but jerked when he hit something swollen. Swollen and unbelievably sensitive. Inhaling sharply, he yanked his fingers free, eyes snapping wide in surprise. Despite how fucking good that felt, he instinctively knew he couldn’t afford to go there. He’d learned his lesson the night before while watching Gesh and Roni get freaky. Too much stimulation equaled wicked discomfort. No way was he risking that again.
He glanced around, finding his teammates’ eyes closed, their tense brows scrunched tightly together. And just like his had been, their arms were flexing, as if busy working things down below. Shit, maybe someone would actually get lucky.
Alec’s gaze moved to Zaden, who stood the closest. His head had fallen back and his shoulders were bunching from whatever he was doing to his junk. Curious thing, though, was how he was inching subconsciously closer to Naydo. And fuck if Naydo didn’t look pleased. Turning to face him, Naydo waited as Z approached, his golden eyes straight-up smoldering.
Alec couldn’t look away, couldn’t keep from watching, as Z absently drifted closer. Slowly, Naydo closed his big arms around him, making sure not to let their bodies touch. Then, ever so carefully, he dipped his head and breathed against Zaden’s neck. Eyes still shut, Zaden shivered with a moan, his breaths turning instantly shallow. Naydo’s full lips curved. Zaden’s biceps bunched faster, his brows pinched tight in desperation.
Alec’s heart pounded. God, they were less than an inch apart, but Zaden was too out of it to know. Alec should tell him, he knew he should, but
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