by J. E. Cluney
I bet there were a shit tonne of normal people who’d kill for the chance to do that.
“There are so many businesses like that, where some of the animals are actually shifters,” Skip stated.
“Like what?” I queried as I sipped my milo.
“Sea World had dolphin shifters years ago at one point, but things changed when it became harder to hide the fact that the dolphin wasn’t always there, like at night and whatnot,” Skip stated.
“Can shifters get stuck in their animal states?” I asked, my curiosity winning out. Surely it was a thing.
“Some teens have struggled with it, and some, if they don’t have shifter families, will shift and not turn back. There have been stories of supes coming across wild animals, sensing something is different about them, and performing spells that force them back into their human states. They can be aggressive and still animalistic if they’ve been stuck like that for years, and need serious help,” Lucas answered.
“Wow, that’s crazy,” I murmured. Poor things, being trapped. Did they know they weren’t wild animals but just couldn’t turn back? Or did they forget and slowly become that animal more?
That was definitely something to ponder.
“I’ll get the fire started shortly,” Skip stated as he slurped his drink. I found myself eyeing his abs, since he’d taken his shirt off while putting the tent up.
Damn, he was always going to be a sight for sore eyes.
“Really?” he chuckled as he flicked those amused light sapphire orbs my way.
I just rolled my eyes. I couldn’t help it, I was bound to them, and being insanely attracted to them came with that.
His mouth curved up wickedly, and I choked on my hot milo as he sent me a visual of me riding him in the camp chair.
“Mmmm, I’d watch that,” Lucas moaned as he lolled his head to the side to waggle his eyebrows at me.
The thought of doing it out in the open did thrill me, and heat surged through me at the thought.
Damn, we were naughty as all hell.
Skip stood up as I took another sip of my hot milo, my heart skipping a beat as he stepped in front of me with a wicked grin.
“Take her clothes off, if she’s okay with that,” Skip instructed Lucas, winking at me.
I just grinned, which he took as a yes, and Lucas snapped his fingers.
The cool sea breeze caressed my nipples instantly, and they hardened as a cool quiver ran through me, followed with goosebumps.
“I think I’ll have an early dessert,” Skip growled as he leaned over me, those eyes trawling over me before he claimed my mouth.
I cupped his face with my hands, kissing him as he ran a finger down the side of my neck and continued down to toy with my left nipple.
I arched into his hand, and he cupped my other breast, squeezing it gently and making me moan.
“Fuck,” Lucas groaned, and I heard him shift uncomfortably before undoing his board shorts.
I smiled against Skip’s lips as I opened one eye to glance over, my body throbbing as I saw Lucas’ length jutting out from his shorts as he stroked it.
He intended to enjoy the show all right.
‘Mmmm, should we join?’ Marcus moaned.
‘We can have her after, maybe even get her down to the water after she’s with Skip and needs to cool off,’ Ollie suggested.
Marcus was in complete agreement, and I couldn’t help but shudder as Skip trailed kisses down my neck and began suckling on my nipple.
I lolled my head back, turning it and capturing Lucas’ dark emerald eyes as he slowly pumped his length, not breaking his gaze.
Fuck, that was only turning me on more.
I moaned softly as Skip flicked his tongue over my nipple before tugging on it gently with his teeth as his hands continued their exploration down my body.
Damn, this camp chair was going to get wet.
‘I’ll clean it,’ Lucas assured me as he gave me sly half smile as he teased the tip of his dick with his thumb.
I felt the jolts of pleasure that gave him, and I gasped as Skip brushed his hand against my clit before teasing around it.
Little fucker.
He chuckled against my nipple before pulling back to give me an evil grin.
“Oh, my little pixie, I’m only just getting started,” he chuckled as I moaned. I was aching for more, and this teasing was only getting me all hot and bothered.
“That’s what we want, Bee Sting,” he said as he arched a tempting eyebrow at me before returning to kissing and licking my nipples.
I massaged his head and toyed with his hair as he did this, arching into his mouth as I grew even wetter and more needy.
“Fuck, Skip, don’t torture her,” Lucas growled as Skip continued to lightly tease my clit before his fingers would dance away, making me groan and bite my lip.
“I want her riding me like a madwoman,” Skip chuckled as he started kissing down my stomach.
My breaths came in short bursts as the excitement built, his hands still gently teasing my clit before sliding down into my slick folds.
He kissed my hip bone, then stopped just over my pelvic region before looking up at me, his eyes glinting with mischief.
He threw my legs over his shoulders as he pulled my ass forward, and I let out a strangled moan as he nuzzled my clit.
“Fuck,” Lucas hissed.
I gripped the arms of the chair as he began eating me out, flicking his tongue over my clit and gliding it up and down my folds.
Goddamn, he was going to push me over the edge with ease at this rate.
The camp chair rocked with me as Skip flicked my clit with his tongue and teased it quickly as I mewed and arched.
‘Finish for us, Cupcake,’ Lucas rasped, and I rolled my head to see him pumping himself hard.
His hand lit up with a gently purple glow just as his eyes glinted with delight, and I practically screamed as the orgasm tore through me, a blinding white wall washing over my eyes.
Skip held me tight, moaning as he lapped up my sweet nectar as I convulsed and moaned in sheer bliss as the orgasm sparked through my body, sizzling every nerve-ending in my being.
Skip slid my legs off his shoulders, but then picked me up completely, holding my limp, quivering body against his chest as he took a seat.
“Little help,” he snickered at Lucas, who I knew had come with me. He’d pushed his own orgasm onto me, triggering mine like an intense explosion.
Lucas grumbled as he waved his hand pathetically.
Spots danced before my eyes as small shudders tore through me, and I giggled as Skip sat down in his camp chair, helping to position me.
I took over lazily, still coming down from my high as I slid my legs under the arms of the camp chair and stood up a little to get into position.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he prodded my still wet entrance.
I snorted as I went to kiss him, but paused when I saw the sparkles glistening on his lips. I just shook my head and kissed him, licking up the honeyed sweetness happily as I let him slide into my slick walls.
He moaned into my mouth as he filled me up, and I took charge, slowly rising and falling, my legs working hard as I did the squat-like motions.
He gripped my hips, assisting me as I rode him steadily while kissing his neck and nibbling on his earlobe.
The cool sea breeze brushed over my bare back, and Skips soft grunts and moans only spurred me on as I sped up, bouncing on his lap as that second head rubbed me just the right way.
‘Think I might get a second go watching you like that,’ Lucas groaned into my mind.
Good, he was more than welcome to get off while watching us, and the thought of it only pushed me on more.
I closed my eyes as I focused on the sensations, feeding off of both Skip’s and Lucas’ pleasure.
Skip was getting close to the edge, and it was only nudging me towards mine.
I moved my hands to grip his shoulders, using my arms to push
down harder on him, grinding against him as I moaned and quivered.
Skip grunted as he drove me down onto him, and I mewed, drawing in the salty ocean air in short gasps as my own climax drew close.
Skip pulled me against him firmly, his body shuddering as he exploded forth inside me, and hearing his deep moan was the final push.
I cried out as I dug my nails into his shoulders, writhing and shaking as the waves of pleasure and bliss rocked me to my core.
We clung to one another, grateful for the cool air washing over our clammy skin as we savored the blissful moment.
I kissed Skip’s neck lazily, wincing as I inspected the nail marks in his shoulders and gently stroked them. They’d heal up fast, and he didn’t care about them.
He caressed my back, running his hands up and down softly as he nuzzled my neck.
The moment after was something I always loved, the contented feeling sweeping over me as I relaxed against his chest, resting my head on his shoulder and closing my eyes to enjoy the sweet moment.
“Fuck,” Lucas groaned.
I rolled my head to his side to gaze at him through hooded eyes, and I smirked as he looked down at the sticky mess he’d created on his stomach.
At least he’d taken his shirt off midway through his first go round.
He flicked his glowing hand, and the white splatters evaporated as he gently tucked himself back into his board shorts.
“You’re amazing,” Skip murmured as he kissed my neck again.
“So are you,” I mumbled as I closed my eyes.
‘You should come cool off in the water,’ Marcus suggested sweetly.
‘I’ll keep you warm,’ Ollie added.
I chuckled softly as I sensed their arousals. They’d held off from joining in and finishing with us, instead hoping they could sweet talk me into coming into the water.
The thought of the cool ocean water made me scrunch up my nose, but I knew I shouldn’t disappoint them.
“I’ll keep you warm, Cupcake. We’ll have the fire going by the time you’re back,” Lucas promised as he snapped his fingers.
A warmth washed over me, and I sighed as I begrudgingly climbed off of Skip, leaving a nice little mess on him as he rolled his eyes.
“Enjoy your swim,” Skip winked as he looked over at Lucas for some assistance on his mess.
I chuckled as Lucas offered to lick it off, and I turned away and began the climb down the sand dune.
Ollie had shifted back to his human state, and the pair were watching me walk down the beach, taking joy in seeing me completely naked.
They thought I was a divine beauty, the few free strands of my hair whipping around in the sea breeze as I crossed the sandy beach.
My toes touched the cool water, but the warmth that was layering my skin, thanks to Lucas, seeped into me, making me sigh as I took a few steps into the water.
‘So fucking beautiful,’ Marcus breathed as he watched me, his icy eyes twinkling as he smirked at me, his head and shoulders bobbing above the water.
‘Our little goddess,’ Ollie added softly.
I waded out to join them, the water encasing my body up to my shoulders as I walked across the hidden sandy floor.
Now would be the worst time to step on something, and I always had an odd fear of stepping on a stingray or something. Or a crab taking my toe off.
Marcus chuckled at my rambling thoughts.
‘Nothing will hurt you while you’re with us,’ Ollie said sweetly as he closed the gap between us.
My mouth met his in a sweet kiss, and Marcus came up behind me to wrap his arms around my waist.
I trembled as I felt his erection poking me through his board shorts, but as Ollie pressed against me while deepening our kiss, a thrill swept through me. He didn’t even have board shorts on.
I moaned softly as my hands slid down his lean, tight chest, tracing over his supple abs as he quivered and battled my tongue.
I found his length, finding it quite smooth and silky to touch.
Right. He’d been a dolphin earlier.
It was like soft velvet beneath my fingers, with barely any nub on the end.
His kiss grew more passionate as I wrapped my fingers around his length and pumped him gently, drawing a low moan from him.
Marcus kissed my neck gently, teasing his teeth along my skin before moving to nibble on my ear.
“Ride Ollie first, beautiful. Then I’ll have you,” he said, his voice so smooth and soft.
I moaned against Ollie’s lips as I released his length, and Marcus helped lift me up as Ollie pulled me against him.
We worked together to get the positioning right, and then Ollie’s smooth length slid into me with ease.
His chest rumbled as he nuzzled my neck, and I wrapped my arms around his neck as I kissed along his jaw.
Marcus joined in, helping move me against Ollie while he rubbed himself against me through his board shorts.
It was quite sweet and not too warm as we made gentle love in the water, and Marcus slid his hand down between us to play with my clit.
With him doing that and Ollie stroking me inside with that incredibly smooth length, I didn’t take long to start squirming and mentally pleading them to finish me.
Marcus let out a deep chuckle of satisfaction as I cried out, and Ollie thrust into me deeply as my walls tightened around him.
He trembled in my arms, struggling to remain standing as he hissed and buried his head in my shoulder as he came.
We enjoyed the blissful moment, moaning and holding one another as the water lapped at us.
Marcus waited patiently for me to start coming down from my high, and then he was lifting me off Ollie and turning me towards him as he slid his board shorts down.
He eased me down onto him while I was still tight and full of Ollie, and Marcus just moaned as he nibbled my neck.
Ollie lazily ran his fingers along my back as he floated by us, and Marcus gripped my hips as I held onto his shoulders.
He took his time with me, nice and slow at first as he licked and kissed my neck, working his way up along my jaw and finding my lips.
I kissed him eagerly, tasting the salty seawater, and he smiled against my lips before letting me in.
He was so cool to touch, but Lucas’ magic still lingered on me, keeping me nice and warm despite the mix of Marcus and the cool water.
The sun was beginning to set in the distance, and the air itself was cooling down even more.
I only knew this because Ollie was contemplating leaving us to go dry and huddle by the campfire to warm up.
Marcus ground me down on him, moaning as he sunk deep inside me with each gentle thrust.
Fuck it felt good to have him inside me. They all felt good.
“You feel amazing,” Marcus murmured.
‘Even with me in there?’ Ollie snickered as he began wading towards shore.
‘Even with you,’ Marcus groaned.
He sped up our movements, and I felt rather useless as he did most of the work, gripping my hips and bouncing me on him as my legs were wrapped around his waist.
I moaned and mewed as I felt the pressure building inside me, and Marcus only increased our movements, nuzzling my neck as he let out soft grunts.
Just as I was drawing closer, my gasps coming out in short bursts, he kissed my neck and followed through by sinking his teeth in.
I dug my nails into him as I arched against him, crying out as the white bliss rippled through me, searing my core and tingling all through me.
He came with me, moaning as he sucked on my neck, and I spasmed against him with each gentle suck as the euphoria swam through me.
I rested my head on his shoulder as I watched the sky dance orange and red before slowly morphing to pink and purple.
It was a beautiful view across the ocean as Marcus gently pulled his lips away and cleaned up his little mess.
I jolted as I spied the foreboding fin rising up a short distance away, but relaxed w
hen the familiarity of it washed over me.
Bastard was trying to give us a scare.
‘My idea, sorry,’ Skip apologized with a snicker.
I just sighed as Marcus held me against him, and the great white shark drew closer.
I shuddered, the natural fear of the giant predator still cutting through the knowledge that I was completely safe.
I reached out and stroked Ollie’s grey skin, finding it smooth as he circled us. I gently ran my hand back, scrunching my nose up at the sudden sandpaper texture.
Those beady black eyes would normally terrify me, but I could see Ollie hidden beneath them. Not to mention those teeth.
Damn, he was huge.
Ollie swam back to shore, his fin jutting out and cutting through the waves before he shifted back to man and wrapped his arms around himself.
“Let’s get you to the fire,” Marcus murmured as the sun slowly dropped over the horizon.
He slid out of me and pulled his board shorts up before flitting us to the campsite, beating Ollie with ease.
Lucas magically dried us all off, and we dressed and sat down around the flickering fire in our camp chairs as Skip and Lucas debated what to do for dinner.
“We’ve got Heinz spaghetti and toast, or we can cook up the chicken kebabs and roast some veggies?” Lucas offered.
“Maybe do the chicken kebabs so they don’t go bad,” Marcus gave his two cents.
“Yeah, we’ll do the chicken,” Skip agreed.
I relaxed into my chair, Lucas’ warming magic having worn off, so I’d popped my hoodie on.
They set up the swinging hotplate over the campfire, and Lucas cut up some veggies and filled up the cast iron pot before sitting it in the hot coals.
They’d wait a little while for the veggies to roast before putting the kebabs on to cook, so in the meantime, the boys wanted to share scary stories.
I fell quiet as I listened to assorted ghost stories, not finding them too scary since I had a real one inside me.
But watching them all laugh and prod jokes at one another while enjoying the camping made me smile.
I caught Marcus’ frosty eyes across the fire, and I could see his sheer delight in finally being able to enjoy camping again.
Chapter 20