The Wolves Catch Their Attorney(27)

She’d automatically shut her eyes, but now she opened them, keen to see if there were fish or rocks or whatever else was here with her. But it was just water, getting darker. Almost as if a switch had been pulled, her body started to rise up again. She kicked her legs, helping herself to move higher and the water got paler, clearer, and her head broke the surface. She trod water and took a few deep breaths, looking around. Up on the top of the dune Fergus waved at her and she waved back. She looked at the edge of the lake, which wasn’t particularly far to swim, not even fifty feet probably, and saw the tiny beach there where she was meant to get out. On the beach was Cam, also waving at her. A totally naked Cam. She stared, but his clothing didn’t reappear. Yes, he was naked.

Well, that was interesting. Sierra put her head back into the water and swam to shore.



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Cam had undressed the minute he’d climbed out of the water. Sure they had spare clothing in Fergus’s car, but they had to get all the way back up that fucking dune first, and walk back to the car, or run along the dunes, or whatever Fergus had planned. Either way, he didn’t want sand stuck all over him because his skin and clothing were wet.

It was quite hot. There’d been a moment of shock at how cold the water in the lake felt against his hot skin, but he hadn’t been in the water long enough to get cold. He wrung the water out of his shirt and cut-off jeans then laid them on a rock to dry. He was just rubbing his hands over his body getting the water off, when Sierra landed in the lake right in front of him.

She seemed perfectly controlled, not the least anxious, but nevertheless he watched her closely as she came up out of the water again, waved to Fergus, and then noticed him. He wondered if she’d be prepared to get undressed, too. Maybe they could have sex here on this tiny beach. He’d be up for that. Hell, his cock was already up for it just thinking about Sierra.

He walked back into the lake up to his knees and tugged her to her feet as she floated toward him. “See how cool that was?” he asked.

“‘Cool’ is the word all right. The water’s fucking freezing.”

He laughed. She was still as feisty as ever. “I’m not being a pervert here, but if you take your clothes off the sun will warm your skin fast, and I’ll wring your shorts and T-shirt out for you. They’ll dry pretty quickly, too.”

“Yes, okay. It’s not like we’ve seen anyone else here today, and there was no other vehicle in the parking lot when we arrived.” She peeled off her clothes and then bent over, wringing water from her hair while he did the same with her clothing.

He laid her clothes on the rocks next to his to dry, and by then Fergus was swimming over to the beach to join them.

Fergus first looked at Sierra, and Cam knew he was checking if she was happy. She seemed perfectly relaxed to him. He thought she’d gotten over her first reaction to jumping off the cliff pretty well really.

They settled happily on the rocks in the sunshine together, commenting on how blue the lake still seemed even at ground level, and how cold the water was, likely because of the extreme depth.

Cam was quite dry, but he knew Sierra’s hair would take a while to dry. Fergus had very red hair and Cam wondered if he also had the kind of skin that sunburned easily. He wasn’t unnaturally pale, but likely they shouldn’t stay in the sun naked for an extended time.

He asked, “How do we get back? Do we have to climb the dune again, or is there a path to walk around it?”

“Yes we walk around. There’s a track that follows the base of all the dunes. But it’s pretty boring just looking at sand when we could see the lake and the great view.”

“What a shame you can’t go and get the car, Fergus, and bring it around for us,” said Sierra.

“Or motorcycles. Ambrielle rides a motorbike. What a shame we can’t ride motorcycles back,” suggested Cam.

“Oh, I like that idea, except I’d probably be delegated to fetch the car and the bikes,” said Fergus.

“Or if you were vampires instead of werewolves you could fly me back. That’d work,” said Sierra. Cam grinned. He’d just had an amazing idea. He looked at Fergus and saw a matching smile on Fergus’s face.

Cam nodded to Fergus. He was the Dom. He could suggest the idea to Sierra.

“Would you like us to give you a ride on our backs for part of the way? A ride on a wolf’s back?” he clarified.

Sierra stared at Fergus, then turned her head at stared at him. Cam felt his entire face splitting wide with a grin. They’d confounded her this time. She’d never even thought about them transforming into their wolves.