Page 58 of Welcome to Seaman’s Cove: Part Two

“Yes, sir,” Caspian rasps.

“Good boy.” I nip love bites up his neck until I seize his lips in a brief, but heady, kiss.

When we break apart, Madi wraps one arm around my neck and the other around Phoenix’s as we hover beside her and Caspian, using our scooters for buoyancy. She throws her face to the sky and arches in a way that shoves her breasts out of the water. The triangles of her bikini are barely holding on. I’m tempted to take them off, but I spot movement out of the corner of my eye. The ship is getting closer. I settle for biting her nipple through the fabric, tasting salt and piña colada.

“Yes!” Madi screams as she shudders and shakes.

Caspian rocks forward abruptly and spews words in his own tongue. It’s strange, but beautiful, and somehow fits the setting out here in the ocean.

The ship is only a short distance away now.

“All set,” someone hollers from the deck.

“Fuck off!” I yell back before thinking better of it. It’s a good crew, but I don’t want any of them seeing Madi like this.

“Come on.” I loop an arm around Madi’s waist and attempt to pull her up onto my scooter, but she lets out a pained moan.

“Stop!” Caspian cries.

When I narrow my eyes at him, he has the decency to blush.

“You knotted her?”

“Yeah,” he admits.

“Fucking brat. I’m gonna punish you for this later.” How did I end up surrounded by brats? All four of them seem to adore pushing my buttons, and I fucking love it.

Caspian smile widens, less embarrassed and all eagerness now. “Yes, sir.”

“Fuck, I want in on that,” Phoenix says from Caspian’s other side.

“Me too,” Seb says, quieter, but certain.

Nix’s beta just keeps surprising me. No, not Nix’s beta. Ours. If he wants to be.

“I’d be happy to punish all four of you later,” I chuckle darkly. The thought of having any one of them bent across my knees, ass out and covered in red handprints, has even more blood rushing to my cock. A whole pack full of brats might be fucking perfect.

“I shouldn’t be punished. I didn’t do anything,” Madi mumbles, sleepily, but more alert than she was before. “Hmm, but I do want you to spank me, professor.” Her words are slightly slurred in this adorable way that makes me smile. “Maybe over your desk when we get back.”

I don’t want to think about going back to Woodhurst right now or the shitshow we’ll have to deal with when we do. But, damn, the image of Madi bent over my desk has me all kinds of turned on.

My other mates laugh fondly at her half-delirious confession. Maybe I’ll line them up, hands on my desk, naked asses out. Hmm, yeah. Shit, I need to get out of this stiff suit.

I kiss Madi’s forehead. “I’ll get the room ready.”

After giving both Caspian and Phoenix a quick kiss, I drive my scooter over to the back of the ship and climb up onto the platform, dropping my helmet there. My mind is already racing through the things we need to do to prepare. We’ll need food and drinks—something with electrolytes, especially after everything Madi’s been through.

I’m so preoccupied, I don’t notice Seb climbing up behind me until he sets a palm on my back. “I took care of it.”

I give him a blank look, unsure what he means.

“The room should already be stocked with food and drinks. The crew will be confined to the upper decks until we reach the island. And a fully stocked rental is being prepared for us as we speak. A delivery service will drop off heat-friendly meals and nesting supplies tomorrow morning just after we arrive on the island.”

“Fuck, I think I love you.”

I could tell he was talking to the captain through the comms in his helmet, but I can’t believe it’s all taken care of already. Still drenched in heat pheromones and with my mind a mess, his assertive competence pushes me over the edge. I grab him by the collar of his suit and kiss him hard.

This is nothing like the kiss we shared during movie night with Phoenix. That was tentative and partially driven by bonding sickness. This is pure need.