12. ~Levi~

12

~Levi~

Talk about soothing on the muscles.

I'd forgotten just how incredible the hot springs here at Boreas were.

Just what I needed to relieve some of the lingering aches and pains from that last fight.

When you fought rapid-fire and brutally at the same time, it took a toll on your body.

Even mine, as fit as I was.

It had obviously been compounded by stress and the fact that I hadn't slept more than a couple of hours in the last seventy-two hours.

Tonight. Tonight, I would.

I hoped.

Making peace with Mason and finally seeing eye-to-eye on something that had seemed impossible for ages, was going a long way toward calming me enough where I could manage that.

Almost.

But there was also Brianna.

She was hurting and there was nothing I could do about it.

Well, nothing she'd allow me to do about it.

None of us.

Mason had reminded me that giving her the space she'd requested was us doing something about it.

Of course, that didn't compute with me.

Inaction never did.

But I was all about being a good team player and taking the cautious, smart route right now with things, so I'd managed to resist going to her, and I'd given her a breather.

As much as I loved the feel of the hot springs, actually relaxing for more than a couple of minutes was extremely difficult for me.

So, once again, I found myself texting the boys in our group chat.

Levi: Need me to fetch the first-aid kid yet?

Colt: Ye of little faith.

Mason: LOL. All good, brother.

He'd certainly been all about the brother since our peace talk in the shed a few hours ago.

I figured he was so overjoyed—and relieved—that we were in a really good place and sharing a deep understanding that we hadn't had since the earlier days of our friendship before things had gotten so fucked up, that he was overcompensating with all the friendliness.

No matter, it would just take some time to settle.

Levi: So you actually kept to my frozen pizza idea for dinner then?

Colt: Pretty much.

Oh no.

Levi: Elaborate, cupcake.

Colt: Where's the trust, Hellraiser?

Levi: We're talking fire extinguisher territory, aren't we?

Colt: You wound me. Keep it up and I'm gonna need you to take away the sting.

Levi: You want my fingers wrapped around your cock for a bit, just say it. No need for emotional blackmail.

Mason: Don't get him worked up.

Colt: Too late. When Bree is out of her room she's gonna love it. Remember her reaction last time?

Levi: Vividly.

Mason: You fingering my ass got her off too, gorgeous.

Hmm. He was being open about his sexuality again.

It was a very good sign with him.

Levi: Get over yourselves. She just likes seeing other people pleasured. Heightens the freeing experience for her.

Colt: Don't be jealous of our anal play, Lev. Just say the word.

Mason: Not his scene.

Colt: Only doing it to Bree.

Mason: Exactly. So, Lev, we're good here. We'll be out in five or ten. Just have a relaxing time in the springs until we bring out dinner.

Levi: Sounds good. Appreciate it, brothers.

Colt: Always.

Mason: Got you.

I smiled and put my phone down on the slate tile at the side of the springs.

Then I sank back and reveled in the soothing warm, bubbling water, and the peace and quiet, along with the serene snowy view all around.

I closed my eyes and breathed it all in.

"Hey."

I blinked and looked to see what I first considered could be an apparition, only illuminated a little in the darkness from the lights on inside the house and the pot lights on the stone steps that led up either side of the oval hot spring pool to the entry points to safely climb in.

But the more I looked, the more I realized she couldn't be more real standing there on the heated patio area wrapped only in her bubblegum-pink bathrobe, her black hair all wild and cascading about her face.

And those fucking mesmerizing whiskey-colored eyes of hers glinting back at me.

Before I could get a word out, she wrung her hands in front of her, looking all nervous as she said, "I'm sorry."

I frowned. "Sorry for what?"

"Hiding away for the last day."

"No need for apologies at all. You needed space and time to process all those revelations. We all get it."

"They do, but I know it's harder for you with the root of our connection. For me to cut you out—"

"Brianna, I really do get it. It is hard for me, yeah. But what mattered was what you needed." I smiled. "Not to say I didn't have moments of wanting to break down the door and barge on in to see you, but I managed not to with some help from the boys, because it was about what was best for you."

Her lip curled up into a soft smile. "Please. You wouldn't have broken down the door, you would've picked the lock."

I chuckled. "Damn straight."

"So, you're actually out here taking a beat, not keeping busy?"

"Seems impossible, huh?"

"Not impossible, but improbable, yes."

"Well, honestly, I've managed probably four minutes in the total time I've been out here of twenty minutes to actually not do anything. The rest has been me texting the guys and doing my college readings through the remote setup Mason managed to get sorted for us all while we're up here." I stretched my arms above my head and cracked my neck. "The boys are all about me relaxing and trying to clear my head with the work ahead of me regarding tracking Malcolm Lynch. I need to be on point. At my best."

"I can help with that."

"Yeah, I was planning on asking you. I know you had doubts about your coding skills when they came up against mine, but like I said, you can hold your own really well." I grinned. "Plus, I told you I'd teach you a few things and this is the perfect situation."

"While I appreciate that and I'll be right beside you there, I actually meant I can help you with the relaxing."

She opened her robe then shrugged it off her shoulders.

My cock jerked in my board shorts.

I drank in the sight of her in a hot-pink string bikini that was doing amazing justice to her curvy, compact body.

Spectacular.

"Mmm, baby, you come over here within my reach and relaxing isn't gonna be the word for what's gonna go down."

"We're with him on that," Colt's voice came from the patio doors.

I'd been so taken with Brianna that I hadn't even noticed him and Mason coming out onto the heated patio area carrying the food they'd prepared.

I noted that they'd thankfully kept to cooking three large frozen pepperoni pizzas.

Although they'd also made what looked like a Caesar Salad.

And I saw a Band-Aid stuck to Colt's left forearm.

"Really? How did you cut yourself there?" I asked, gesturing at it.

"The knife slipped out of my hand. No worries, it was just a slight nick, a scratch."

I looked to Mason for his confirmation, knowing well Colt's tendency to downplay his mishaps in the kitchen, because he really wanted to lose his bad cooking rep.

"Just a scratch for real," he confirmed with a grin.

That grin faltered when he stepped out after Colt and took in the sight of Brianna in her hot-as-sin string bikini. "Jesus fuck."

I chuckled. "Not subtle for once, huh?"

"How can I be, brother?"

Brianna's cheeks flamed. "Stop."

"Come here, Wildflower," I said, holding out my hand to her and standing up in the water.

Her gaze heated as she took in my bare chest and my board shorts hanging low on my hips, a swirling red and black design.

Well, her reaction was probably mostly due to my hard-on pushing against them.

It had happened even before she'd shrugged off her robe, the moment she'd come out here.

That was how hard-up I'd been for her.

Because of our disagreement before all of this had gone down, it had been way too long since we'd had her.

Judging by the hooded gazes of Colt and Mason as they watched her walk up the stone steps toward me, they were feeling it too, right there with me.

That was proven in the next moment when they both hurriedly put the food down on the patio table, then stripped off their t-shirts.

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.

I waded to Brianna and brushed my lips over hers.

She rose to it, tangling her fingers in my wet, curly hair that was all over the place, and using it to hold me to her as she deepened the kiss.

Our tongues tangled, teeth gnashing, passion exploding between us and the needy atmosphere, the erotic spell enveloping us all, taking us over.

"Grab onto the edge with both hands and let yourself float on your stomach," I told her, somehow managing to summon enough control to pull from our kiss.

Caught up in it all and panting with it, she didn't hesitate for a moment, and turned around and grasped the edge, while letting her sexy body float behind her.

I grasped her thighs and spread her wide for me, then stepped between her legs.

She wiggled her toes at me, making me chuckle.

Laughing in the middle of sex? Yeah, only she could have me doing something like that.

"Ungh," Colt grunted as Mason jerked his fingers free from his ass. "Major tease," he groused.

Mason breathed him in. "Just getting you suitably worked up because I don't want you being sweet and gentle when we have you fill her throat with your big cock. You're gonna throat-fuck her just the way she likes it. Rough and wild, no-holds-barred."

Colt trembled. "Yeah. Shit, yeah."

"Good boy," Mason said, slapping his ass, then gesturing for Colt to sit on the edge right in front of where Brianna was clutching the sides.

Here we go.

Fuck, yeah.

Bring it to her, boys.

As Colt settled himself, his legs dangling down into the water either side of her head, his cock in front of her face, hard and slick with his desperate need, I reached over and smeared his pre-cum over two of my fingers, gathering a copious amount.

His cock jerked at my attentions and he trembled for me, breathing my name all hoarse.

As I pulled away to Colt's sounds of protests, I whispered at Brianna's ear, "He needs your warm mouth, baby. Wrap those pouty lips around his needy cock."

She smirked, then eased forward a little and shocked us all as she suddenly dove down onto Colt's cock, taking him right to the back of her throat in one shot.

"Motherfucking shit!" he yelled, slapping his hands down on the slate steps either side of him to steady himself.

She didn't just bob her head up and down, it was more like slamming it in a desperate, almost violent fury. All this buildup we were all feeling had finally gotten to her and she was succumbing to the glorious wild thing within.

"Yeah, let it all out, dark angel," Mason said, wading to her left side, while I settled behind her. He smirked at me devilishly. " I'm sure going to."

I smirked back and jerked her bikini bottoms off.

The moment I did, he was there rubbing his knuckles into her cunt. "Our woman's so fucking ready for us. So wet, she's dripping all over my hand."

She moaned out around Colt's cock and he cursed in rapture as it teased his shaft that was already being devoured so spectacularly by her.

Mason had her jolting as he exerted more pressure, lifting her up right as I peeled back one of her ass cheeks. It put her tight little hole out of the water.

With my other hand, I took the fingers slicked in Colt's pre-cum and teased her asshole.

She shuddered all over and tried to push back on me.

Mason stepped up his torment and started rubbing his knuckles through her slick folds roughly and rapid-fire.

My balls drew tight as it had her bucking wildly and screaming around her mouthful of Colt this time.

"Guys, fuck, you're killing me."

"Don't hold off, cupcake."

"Yeah, we want to see you come all over her face and make her drink you down too."

"Shit, Mason!" he cried as Mason's dirty words had her stepping it up even more and going feral all over Colt's cock, basically eating him alive.

"There it is," I breathed as I eased two sticky fingers into her tight little hole.

As I was taking it easy on her—for now—Mason rammed three into her cunt from beneath the water.

She ripped her mouth from Colt's cock and shrieked out into the night, the rapturous sound echoing beautifully through the surrounding mountains.

"God!" she cried out, fisting Colt's cock now as Mason rammed into her brutally and I thrust my fingers deep in her ass.

"Yeah, fuck, yeah, that's what I'm talking about," Mason uttered. "Take my thick fingers. You feel me stretching you open for me? It's gonna be my cock in here next breaking you open. Ungh, yeah, clench for me. Who's a dirty little slut begging for my fingers deep in her cunt while Lev's twisting his in your ass?"

"Me," she breathed. "Oh, God, me."

Colt got into it like the two of us and fisted her hair, using the hold as leverage to slam her back down onto his cock. "Eat, little slut. Fuck, yeah," he said, sinking onto his back and giving into the sweet torment as she pleasured him.

Fucking fiercely at that.

I changing it up with twisting my fingers, pulling them all the way out, then thrusting back in.

Mason alternated his punishing finger fucking of her cunt with my thrusts, and then she lost it, shuddering, screaming around her mouthful of cock as the three of us tormented her until she couldn't take it anymore.

She came, going rigid and tearing herself off Colt's cock again as she screamed and screamed and screamed the place down, vibrating in our hold with the intensity of her orgasm.

A cry from Colt had Mason and I looking from her to him just as he shot up, grabbed his cock and came all over her cheeks and mouth.

Fuck, yeah.

He collapsed onto his back again, spent.

Mason and I pulled out of her.

And then he moved between her and the edge, wrapped her arms around his neck, grabbed her thigh and thrust into her sweet cunt.

I came up behind her and spread her ass cheeks with one hand, while guiding my cock to her asshole with the other.

I slammed inside in one go.

After my prepping, I was able to drive deep and fill her tight hole completely.

Still, she was so fucking tight, bearing down on my cock in the most amazing way.

That was taken up a notch when Mason started to move and I could feel him through the thin membrane between us.

Brianna's screams filled my ears, combined with the feel of him, and the sight of Colt looking on dazedly, then Brianna's face covered in his hot cum, I lost myself to it all.

I was grabbing her hair and wrenching her head back, then biting at her throat, her shoulder, her back, as I fucked her like a madman.

Mason met my pace, the two of us groaning and cursing as we laid into her.

"Ungh," he grunted. "Yeah."

He reached around and grabbed a handful of my ass, digging his nails in and giving me the bite of pain that I hadn't known I'd been needing.

"Damn," I uttered. "Fuck."

She shrieked and came, everything tightening to intense pressure for both of us.

Pleasure built and built until it fucking well exploded and I came deep in her ass.

A roar from Mason told me he'd hit it too.

I eased out of her, then wrapped my arms around her from behind, as Mason did the same from her front. Colt sank into the water, and then three of us were surrounding her.

"You were amazing," I told her.

"Right back at you," she said, chuckling breathlessly. "All of you."

Hell, it had been beyond amazing.

Because of her, because of the four of us together as a unit.

And I was loving every moment of this dynamic of ours.

I couldn't get enough.