Steaming Desire - Melissa Young

Chapter nineteen - Kiara

Several waves of my orgasm trickled through my thighs and abdomen when I tugged at his hair, afraid for him when he didn't fight against my violent legs. I didn't mean for him to get under the water, but I couldn't think with a clear mind when the orgasm still rocked me to the core, demolishing me.

He emerged from the soft waves, and I breathed out the air that was trapped in my lungs at the same time Blake did. He had the biggest grin on his lips and as soon as I recognized the joy on his face, I couldn't deny my own smile.

"You almost died," I yelled in his face, the concern melting off my flaming skin along with the salty water that started to push itself into my pores. I didn't care about the cold and that scared me to the core, I was more concerned for Blake.

I threw myself in his arms, still not able to swim on my own due to my trembling legs, Hunter let my waist go and Blake replaced them. I drank in his smell mixed with the salt of the ocean and found a piece there, one that resembled a strong sense of belonging if I ever felt one.

"It would have been worth it." His deep whisper into my ear sent electricity through my whole body and intensified the shaking of my thighs.

"Why?" I leaned back to look into his shining eyes. A slow smirk stretched his perfect lips, and a droplet dripped from his square jaw.

"If I drowned with your thighs as a necklace, I would still be the happiest man on earth." I gasped, the weight of his words making me tighten my grip on his bicep.

"Then I better strangle you well next time." He licked the inside of his cheek, and I sunk my teeth into my lower lip, aroused by his very presence. Pressing my lips to his, I tasted the salty water on his breath.

"Well, this day can't get any worse." I snapped my head toward the sound and cursed myself when I found Knox leaning over the edge of the boat, his eyes on us. I swallowed and he arched an eyebrow.

Hunter and Blake latched onto both my elbows, carrying me through the waves. I reached out for Knox to lift me out of the cold water. He took my hands and dragged me toward him, making my body seem light as a feather. Knox wrapped his arms around my back, making me doubt the reason behind his help.

"Are you scared of what I am going to do to you when you let me touch you?" I nodded, deciding to tell the truth because I knew, without a doubt, that I would let him have his hands on my body.

"You should." I hummed and instead of feeling frightened by his words, I felt a rush of cream between my legs that acted as proof of how bad I needed him to act on it.

"Promises, promises," I sighed, determined to make him as frustrated as possible. I moaned when his hand dropped to my ass and squeezed.

"Watch your words, darling," he grunted. "Or I am going to fuck you blind in front of them and make them watch when you beg for my cock." I swallowed, one part of my brain wanting to disobey when the other part warned me to do just that. Blake and Hunter stepped into the small boat, making it crowded with me pressed between their hard bodies.

"Did you bring anything to dry off with?" Blake asked, breaking the silence that was starting to grow thick with sexual tension. His eyes darted between the two other men, somehow thinking they were expecting a skinny-dip.

Hunter shook his head, the dripping blonde hair whipping around his face and shooting small water droplets at us. Blake shrugged and sat down at the plank, leaning his upper body back to absorb the sun.

My breasts bounced when I took a step to the other end of the boat, as far away from them as I could get to sit down on the furthest plank. My wet skin stained the dry wood, and my footsteps on the floor trailed back to them.