by Rowan Thalia
"It’s easy. We decide where we want to settle down, then rent a house big enough for everyone. It won't be a change, we already live together. All we have to do is find real jobs and adjust to adult life. I think we can do it," she says, as if she's convincing herself more than me. I’m glad I’m not the only one freaking out.
"We'll make sure it works out," I promise, leaning forward and kissing her. She smiles brighter, before wiggling out of my arms and dunking under the water. I spin in my spot, trying to see where she’s gone. I almost scream when I feel something, possibly Jun’s fingers, wrap around my leg. Scanning the murky water, I’m in a panic to make sure it was her. Something about the cold touch didn’t feel right, it felt more like bones than flesh, which freaks me out even more. A moment later she pops up ten feet in front of me. If she’s way over there… that could not have been her touching my leg. What the hell?!
"Get out of the fucking water, Jun!" I yell. Her eyes widen at the strain in my voice, as she swims toward me. We make it to the dock at the same time, and I yank her out of the water after me. As soon as we're on the dock, I turn around and glance into the water. A white face is there for a second, before fading into a ring of ripples that appear out of nowhere.
"What's going on?" she yells while dragging her clothes on over her dripping bikini. Her face is white as she stares at me, biting her nails.
"Something grabbed me. Not like a fish brushing up against me, but a fucking cold hand wrapping around my ankle. I thought it was you and almost let it go, then you popped up ten feet in the other direction only a moment later," I explain, hands flying as I explain. She puts a soothing hand on my arm and hands me my clothes.
"Have you seen anything else, or is this the first event?" she asks, looking concerned.
I shake my head, "No, nothing concrete. Just a bad vibe and some flickering movements that could have been regular shadows. Well ... until now!" I finish with a wild gesture at the lake.
"I haven't seen anything big here, just the normal things that always seem to find me. I think I have second sight, and I’m used to that stuff. I don't get a bad vibe though," she says with a frown.
"It's all right, let's just go," I say, giving her a smile that she sees right through.
"I believe you, Ash, I just don't know what to say to make it better. We should tell the others," she says, taking my hand and giving it a squeeze.
"Not yet, let them have fun. We all came here for a break. I don’t want to ruin that if it’s not serious," I say, giving her a soft smile. “If anything else happens, we can tell them.”
When we make it back to the cabin, everyone is already finished eating. Apparently, our little swim took longer than we thought. Two plates are sitting on the table, so we sit down and dive into the grilled chicken and veggies. Sterling and Dex walk in a few minutes later, followed by Alex.
"How was your alone time? Have fun?" Alex asks with a smirk and an eyebrow wiggle. I snort and shrug, though I'm so stressed that I know it sounds off. Alex's eyes narrow at me. His twin sense ringing, I’m sure, but he keeps his thoughts to himself.
"What happened earlier? You looked upset," I ask Sterling. He purses his lips and shrugs.
"Just some adjustment to my coworker," he brushes off, stealing a potato off of Jun's plate and getting smacked for it. I laugh, seeing that he’s trying to change the subject. Alex gives me a look that says he wants to know what’s up with me. I shake my head, hoping he’ll let it go. Thankfully, he gets up and kisses Jun, before stalking off mumbling about a shower.
The conversation between the rest of us stays light for the next hour. One by one, everyone trails off toward the cabin. I take our plates to the sink, wash them, and put them in the strainer. When I’m done, I put the washcloth down and look up into the window. The reflection staring back at me isn’t only me … the lady in white is also there - standing behind me. I yelp and spin, but she's not there. Daring another peek at the window, she's vanished from there too.
Ice pours through my veins as I process what I just saw. The only thing I can figure is thanks to that demon, the white lady has reattached herself to me. How the fuck do I break this to the others? To Jun?
Choosing not to think about it for one more second, I head to the cabin. Once I enter the door, I veer directly to the room I'm sharing with Alex and lay down. Jun and Alex are already cuddled together on the two beds they pushed together, snoring. It's still a bit early to go to bed, but I join them anyway. I snuggle into Jun's back, before pulling the blanket over myself. Usually I pass right out, but tonight I lay awake listening to the bumps and calls in the night for hours, before falling into a fitful sleep.
Trees surround me, so dense that the bright moonlight barely trickles through. I stumble over the thick roots protruding from the ground. I try to catch myself by putting my palm on the closest trunk, but it slips against a wet substance. Frowning, I pull my hand back and stare down. Thick, red liquid drips off and pools on the ground below me.
How the fuck did I get here? Did I sleepwalk? Am I dreaming?
Not sure what else to do, I walk in the direction I hope camp is. I’m willing to try anything to get out of these damn woods. A deep, bass drum beat reverberates through the forest, and it’s so all encompassing that my entire body shakes with each beat.
I make it out of the thick of the forest, thinking that I’m finally free. Of course, it’s just a clearing. My heart stops when I see Jun, lying flat on a slab of stone. Her hands are bound, but she’s not struggling at all. In fact, her face is serene as if she’s sleeping. The closer I try to get to her, the further she seems to be from me. A dizzying whirlwind seems to form in the air, pulling her further and further away, until she’s too far for me to see. My body quaking, and my voice frozen in my throat, I slump down against a tree.
“Please let this be a dream. I just have to wake up.”
Mumbling to myself gets me nowhere. When I raise my head again, white fabric floats into view, and the woman in white dances before me, a wicked grin on her gaping mouth.
“You thought you outgrew me, didn’t you, little Asher,” her voice croons.
I wake up with a gasp of air, my heart pounding, and sweat pouring down my face. Jun and Alex are still sleeping next to me. My body is frozen, and so is my voice. A heavy fog pulls my eyelids downward. I try to stay awake, afraid of what going back to sleep will bring, but the pull is too strong, and I pass right back out.
5
Jun
What’s one of the best things about having twin boyfriends? Waking up in a hot, twin sandwich. I went to sleep with Alex, but sometime after we passed out, Asher snuck in the bed and curled up to my back. When we all first met, I knew I wanted Asher, and he wanted me… but I never thought Alex would be mine too. He was slow to come around, and he’s still sometimes a moody fucker, but I love them both as much as I love my forever besties, Sterling and Dexter.
I snuggle into Asher’s hold, and pull Alex closer by wrapping my leg around his waist. Nestling my nose into the hollow of Alex’s throat, I take a sniff of my man. All the guys have their own signature cologne, and I love it. Alex’s scent is woody and masculine. Asher’s is fresh. I’ve been trying to peek into their stuff to find the brands, knowing their birthday is coming up this summer, but with no luck. Why is finding their cologne so hard? It’s not like it’s a fucking dildo.
“Are you sniffing me, Purple?” Alex’s voice is husky as his arm tightens around my middle.
“Uh… yeah?” I bite his neck and lick the imprint of my teeth.
“Hmm, come here and let me return the favor,” he rumbles in my ear before he bites my earlobe.
My pussy clenches, and I groan as his fingers dig into my waist and pulls me over his body. Sitting bare bottomed on his growing erection, I flip my hair behind my back and rock my hips. The cock fairy blessed the twins, and even semi hard Alex is large and in charge. With hooded eyes, he doesn’t waste a moment before he pulls my only item of clothing
, his tee shirt, over my head and grabs both of my breasts in his hands. I’ve learned the hard way not to wear panties to bed with this one. He likes to rip them off. Alex grunts, pushes his hips upward and shimmies out of his boxers in a miracle of movement below me.
“Ash you better wake the fuck up if you want in on this,” he growls.
We both look over while I rock back and forth over Alex’s growing erection, and he rolls my nipples in his fingers. Ash peeks at me through his incredibly long lashes, his morning face is maybe the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. It doesn’t take him long to get with the program. With a curl to his lips, he snakes a hand over and cups my jaw.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
“Morning,” I whisper, and I kiss his palm. A shiver of need crawls up my spine. One twin sandwich please. Making a needy sound, I grab his wrist and tug him toward us.
“Give me a quick second, babe,” he hisses, and shimmies out of the covers. With a frown in his direction, I train my eyes back on Alex. He tucks his lip behind his teeth and arches his hips. I rumble with pleasure, his hard cock pressed against my entrance. With a quick movement, he raises me by the waist and reverses me. His nimble fingers dip into my wetness, and he spreads my legs over his shoulders. My body tightens as he explores my pussy, pushing his finger in and out lazily, while he rolls another finger over my puckered rose. With a groan, I run a hand down his length, until it makes him more rigid and engorged. The image in my mind of his cock inside me makes me growl with need. I press my lips along the crown, then make my way down the shaft with my tongue. For good measure, I give it a good stroke with my hand before encircling the crown with my lips.
I can barely focus when his mouth closes over my core and he licks me like a lollipop. Fuck if his tongue isn’t longer than most, too. I grip his length in my hands, and bob my head up and down, sucking and licking in time with the ripples of pleasure rolling through me.
“I’m back,” Ash perks as he settles next to us. His knees touch my leg, and he leans over my back, kissing along my spine. When his hands dip between Alex and I to tweak my nipples, I lose it. My body tingles, tightens, and releases as a small wave of pleasure rushes through my limbs. I groan and let Alex’s cock fall out of my mouth, slapping against his belly.
That’s all the invitation Ash needs to guide me back to sitting and lead my mouth to his. Our lips brush past one another, and his mouth closes on my chin. With Alex’s hands guiding me, I push Ash down and crawl over his body. Kneeling over him, I take his cock in hand and stroke it to full mast. I love the twinkle in his eye when I pinch the pre-cum and spread it around the tip before positioning him at my core. Slowly, I guide myself down over him until he’s fully seated. When I look over at Alex, he’s propped on his side, stroking himself and watching.
“I enjoy watching you take control, Purple. Fuck him hard, and come again before I take your ass,” he demands with heat in his eyes.
Ash chuckles deep in his throat, and props his hands behind his head as if to urge me on. I squint my eyes, brace my hands behind me, and swirl my hips from side to side, before I rock them up and down. My walls clench around him, the angle placing his long cock in just the right spot. The relaxation in his eyes drives me to distraction, but I moan and pump my body until I can feel the pressure building. My vision clouds, and my body transcends physical pleasure. All I can do is whimper with the rush of intensity that hits me. Ash flashes his hand to my core and flicks my clit, shattering me to pieces. I buck against the onslaught, it all feels like too much and not enough at the same time. Digging my nails into his thighs, I ride out the pulses of pleasure.
“Good girl, Juniper,” Alex’s breath caresses my cheek as he settles behind me.
Ash tugs at my arms, bringing my body flush with his, and strokes along my back. The sound of the lube opening and squirting out is my clue as to what he was up to when he left the bed. Alex’s hand glides over my ass, and then opens me so that he can spread the gel. The slippery sound of his cock being stroked behind us makes me tighten my muscles around the rigid member still seated inside of me.
“Kiss me,” Ash whispers, and I comply.
Our tongues tangle, and his hands sink into my hair. Alex eases inside of me, and both of my men groan with satisfaction. I wiggle my hips against the fullness, then take a deep breath and try to relax. When I do, Alex pushes in the last few inches and thrusts against my ass.
“Brother, I’m fucking close,” Ash gasps between our lips.
I grin and bite down on his lip, while I clench my muscles tight around him. His face flushes and his eyes darken. He grips my face hard and kisses me with a fierceness he’s yet to have shown. Our teeth gnash together, and our tongues vie for dominance. Something deep inside of me rises, and I want to pin him down and whip him into submission. With a growl, I push his chest and tweak his nipples. Ash groans and bucks his hips. When he does, the two cocks brush at just the right position, and I feel my body twist and dangle at the precipice of another orgasm.
“Fuck! I’m coming,” I gasp as I lose control, and my mind almost goes blank.
Alex grips my hips and thrusts deep. A guttural groan leaves his plush lips, as his cock pulses within me. Moments later, I feel Ash tighten and buck beneath me with his climax. Our bodies all seem to relax at once, and we collapse. Alex rolls beside Ash, and I wiggle between them once more. Hands rub over me, and I run my fingers through Alex’s brown hair. Our lips meet almost lazily, his tongue tracing the line of my mouth, before plunging in and giving me a proper kiss.
“And to think you didn’t want to cross swords,” Alex says haughtily to his brother as our lips part. He and I laugh when Ash pushes at his face with a palm.
“Man, fuck you. You used to be a total douchebag when you were all aiming high with the pilot crew,” he rumbles.
“Yeah, not my best two years. My bad,” Alex concedes. “And not to change the subject, but I roped us into a swimming contest today. We should get up and get ready to rumble!”
We all laugh, but no one makes a move to get up. Basking in the afterglow of being with the twins, I dig deeper between them. Laying like this, limbs tangled and bodies relaxed is bliss. It’s even better when all of my guys are here.
“I love you two,” I whisper with a sigh. Ash tightens his hold on my waist and Alex touches his nose to mine.
“I feel like I’ve loved you forever,” Ash whispers against my back.
“Purple, I tried so hard not to love you, it’s comical. The truth is, you’ve dug into my soul so deep, I’ll never let you go,” Alex husks. His lip trembles, and I kiss his chin. Things with these two happened fast, the opposite of Sterling and Dex. The contrasts between both pairs of men compliment each other. I don’t think I would have felt safe enough to fall for the twins, if I hadn’t been sure of the longtime bond between me and my childhood friends.
“Knock, knock,” Dexter peers in the door. The only warning we have of his next move is the lift of his eyebrows. He throws his arms up, and Supermans over our bodies. There’s a chorus of groans as he squishes us underneath him.
“Hey, hey!” Alex groans as Dex places a kiss on his cheek.
“What? We’re all family now,” Dex teases and worms his way between us. He grins, takes my cheeks in his hands, and places a kiss on my cheek. The slick material of his swim trunks rubs against my leg as he maneuvers himself to sitting. “It’s time for the big swim competition. You guys have five minutes to get suited up, or I’m coming back in here blindfolded and I’m fucking whoever I touch first,” he says as he gets up, and backs out of the bed.
“Yep, that’s it. I’m up,” Alex yelps as he scrambles to his feet. “Family we may be, but ain’t no one hitting my back door.”
I can’t hold it in anymore and snort with laughter. It was clear by Dex’s tone that he was kidding, but Alex doesn’t know him as well as I do - yet. Dex smirks and holds a hand out to help me up. I grab it and let him drag me to standing. I hope Sterling packed foo
d, because I know these three are ready to run to the water.
Thank fuck, I was right. Sterling has a basket packed and sunscreen in hand, when I finally peek my head out of the bathroom. I’m starving, so he’s my favorite right now. I grab my coverup and slip it on over my new bikini. Dexter surprised me with a swimsuit he bought before we left for camp. It’s a tiny black bikini with skulls on it, and it fits fucking perfectly… I love it.
“Damn, that looks hotter than I thought it would,” he whistles as I walk into the common area.
“You look amazing,” Sterling sighs as he walks over armed with a white blob of sunblock in his palm. I smile and turn my back to him. He eases the lotion over my back and arms, before handing me the bottle. I apply it liberally to the rest of my body, then look up to see all the guys staring like they’ve never seen me naked. The heat of their eyes locked onto me turns my stomach into a mess of butterflies and my knees to mush. I’ll never tire of their open appreciation of me.
“Well, now that we’re all flying at half mast, I think it’s time for some testosterone filled fun!” Alex crows as he adjusts his cock. I shake my head, how the fuck this guy can maintain erections twenty-four seven is beyond me.
“Last one to the lake cleans the bathroom!” Sterling surprises us all as he sprints for the door, laughing. The rest of us exchange looks, grin, and take off after him. I am last, the door slamming behind me as I huff to catch up to the fabulously muscled four. By the time I make it to the water, the basket and a pile of towels rest by the edge, and the guys are all paddling to the floating dock.
I watch for a minute before diving in and following. The water is cool against my skin, as my face and then body sluice through the water. I kick and paddle hard, and then emerge a few feet behind the guys. Treading water, I pull to a stop and watch them line up on the dock. They count to three and plunge in on the other side in a race. While the guys paddle and harass each other, I float on my back and watch the birds soar overhead. The lake is flat as glass, my body barely rippling the surface, and the sun is high and bright overhead. We must have slept pretty late, which is nice.