Cooper shook his head. "Lea, baby, you've got to be sore."
Even as he said the words, she could see how his cock pulsed with need, the purple head weeping.
She was sore, but it was a delicious ache. "I need you, too."
Dane and Lan were suddenly on either side of her, helping to settle her on Cooper's lap.
"We have to face facts," Lan said with a smile. "We've created a monster."
For once, Cooper didn't get the joke. He tensed under her, his cock beneath her pussy, still long and thick and begging. "Please, Lea. I'm dying to be inside you."
She groaned with pleasure as she lowered herself, and Cooper's cock began to penetrate. Each of her men were so different, and all so good. Cooper's cock was thick and seemed to almost immediately find that special place deep inside her. She'd been so sure she couldn't possibly come again, but as Cooper gripped her hips and thrust up, she felt the stir of orgasm teasing along her skin.
"Lea," Cooper's voice was breathless. His hips never stopped their rolling movement. "You're so beautiful, baby. It's feels so good."
She stared at his gorgeous, masculine face, the strong jaw, the chiseled cheeks. She looked into those deep dark eyes, and the connection leapt between them, so much more than merely physical. She moved with him, their bodies finding a rhythm that was uniquely their own. Comfort and desire. She found a lovely blend with Cooper.
"You feel incredible. I'm so happy." She had to say the words because they were true. How long had it been since she'd felt this sense of joy? Perhaps never. Perhaps this was the kind of happiness that only happened when everything fell into place, when a person's puzzle was complete.
"Me, too. So happy. Oh, god, Lea." Cooper picked up the pace, his face tightening.
One deep thrust sent her over the edge, and this orgasm was the cherry on top. He called out her name again as he clutched her to him. Pleasure flooded her system as she felt Cooper's cock deep inside her. Then he came, filling her with everything he had.
Lea let her body fall against Cooper's, their chests cuddling together.
She forgot about the past. She didn't think about the future. She just let herself drift in this sweetest of moments.
* * * *
Cooper forced his head up as he watched Alea come out of the surf, her naked body revealing itself to him with every footstep she took. She brushed her hair back with a scrub of her hand and turned her face up to the sun. Just like that his cock went to full mast, come-on-baby, take-me erection.
Damn, he liked paradise.
Four weeks and five days. They had been on the island for all that time without a hint of rescue, and he was beginning to wonder if he even wanted to see a plane.
Alea looked so relaxed, so fucking full of joy. Her shoulders weren't up around her ears, and she'd just stopped wearing clothes around day fourteen. That was fine with him.
She took a long breath and looked around the beach. As she caught sight of him, a bright smile lit her face. She looked so carefree, so uninhibited. He wished he could take a picture, but the batteries on their phones had died weeks ago. But he wanted to capture her like this. He never wanted to see worry in her eyes again.
"Hey, did you check the traps?" Alea asked as she stood in the shallows, wringing out the water in her hair.
This island was like a fucking protein basket. They all looked a bit leaner, but everything here was so fresh and healthy. He felt great.
"Yep. We'll have fish for lunch and some nice roast pork for dinner. Dane's been roasting that last pig real slow for two days. When I saw him earlier, he was shoveling pineapple into the pit for flavor."
His stomach growled a little. He was pretty sure that a month into being stranded he should be begging for food, not wondering if Dane wasn't overcooking their dinner. He'd gotten picky about his wild boar.
Alea laughed and threw herself onto the sand beside him. Yep. They would be getting right back in the ocean before they headed to camp. She sighed happily and put her head on his shoulder. "I see Mr. Happy is making an appearance."
She'd named his penis, and she'd done it real damn well. His penis was happy. Fucking thrilled, in fact. "Baby, that's his permanent state around you."
He moved his arm so he could get it under her neck, cradling her properly. He had to admit, he loved the nights when all three of his brothers loved her, but he also enjoyed these long afternoons when he had her to himself. They'd taken to splitting up alone time with their girl. Nights were for the family, but afternoons were split shifts, and mornings were all up to Alea. Whatever she wanted. If she wanted to be alone, they allowed her the illusion that she was. One of them was always watching her because she was the most precious thing in the world and they weren't about to let her drown or fall or have anything bad happen to her, but they let her be.