“Mmm hmm. I’m too sleepy.”
“Smoldering bullshitter is more like it right now,” Winter spoke, turning his head toward us, where Evira pushed up a little to lean on his shoulder and see over us to Zayn.
“Aww,” she crooned.
I grasped the hips of his studded black jeans, hauled him up, and settled him on top of me, his thighs straddling my waist.
His eyes sparkled down at me, and he trailed his fingers all over my black tank, titillating me with merely that slight touch.
Then he sank down on me, settling his cheek against mine and fondling my hair around my Sunveil crown.
“Sleepy little puppy, are you?” Winter teased, reaching out and walking his fingers up Zayn’s thigh and making him squirm, most definitely sparking need in him.
“Win, you’re starting something here. You better be ready to finish it.”
A primal growl rumbled from Evira, sending a jolt of awareness through me.
“Yep, for sure now. You set Evira off.”
“I think your cute puppy show did.”
“Both,” Evira clarified for them, the two of us exchanging a highly amused look at their adorable antics.
It meant they were in remarkably good spirits.
Zayn escalated in the next moment, pushing up on me, planting a sloppy kiss on my cheek, giving Evira what he termed“heart eyes”, then pouncing right on top of Winter.
He had Winter laughing and becoming the one squirming as he licked his hair, his cheek, his face, his throat.
Evira and I sat up, then they rolled off the blanket, licking, nipping, and also tugging at one another’s clothes, making a delicious mess of one another.
Their infectious laughter took Evira and me along with them.
I gave her a hand-up and she wrapped her arm around me as we watched the show.
“Shit,” Zayn gasped, managing to extricate himself, staggering to his feet, then having to jump away to avoid Winter attempting to snag his ankle.
He ran a hand through his mussed hair, his clothes all wrinkled, as he panted, smirking down at Winter.
“That’s it. We’re getting in that spring now. Everyone strip. This is gonna be hardcore,” Zayn announced. He walked to the water’s edge and crouched down. “Let me just check it’s good to go.” He dipped his hand into the spring, only to jerk back sharply with a hiss. “Fuck. It’s freezing. Why? I thought these waters were supposed to be perfectly calibrated, almost therapeutic.”
He looked so terribly disappointed.
I gave Winter a chin lift, and he flipped to his feet and strode over. “These waters recalibrate and cleanse themselves for a couple of hours at night. This cold is part of the process. But I should be able to affect it for a little while, put it at null state temperature.”
“Perfect. I can’t heat them with my flame, or it’ll hurt Evira,” Zayn rightly noted. “They’re supposed to accommodateall natures and temperatures, like feel perfect for everyone all at the same time.”
“Yeah, they will once the recalibration is done.” Winter dragged his hand down over the front of Zayn’s jeans as he passed by, smirking when Zayn groaned for him. “In the meantime, strip, fireball.” Winter looked out at Evira and me and wiggled his eyebrows. “All of you.”
Another growl came from Evira as she reached for the hem of her ivory top.
My serpentine tongue lashed out in response to it all, and stripping was no longer on the menu until I’d had a little taste of her first.
But as I moved in to do just that, and she registered the carnality rising from me, a disturbance caught my attention.
I slapped my hand to hers, stopping her from stripping off her shirt.
“Hold,” I told all three of them.
