Dragon's Heart_Melanie's Men by T. Cobbin

Author:T. Cobbin [Cobbin, T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781944270650
Publisher: Beachwalk Press, Inc.
Published: 2017-05-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

The showers were hot and refreshing. Melanie’s feet hurt like a bitch, and her muscles ached. She knew she’d overdone things. She reprimanded herself mentally, then she promised to take things a lot more carefully until she was used to walking so much again. It had been a good six months since she’d last hiked anywhere.

Dropping her sponge onto the tiled floor, she leaned her forehead against the cool tiles and allowed the water to flow over her tired body. Things this morning had started bumpy between she and Brock, but as the day progressed the mood had gotten better.

It was Cole who’d finally broken the ice. He’d told her a ridiculous story where a teenaged Brock had managed to get himself stung by bees trying to get honey from a hive. Each time she tried to visualize Brock as a skinny teenager with acne, she couldn’t do it. Instead, when she went over the tale in her head, the muscled, naked body of Brock climbed a tree then ended up running into the stream. She squirmed under the water, her body coming to life.

Through the thin walls, a whistling began from the male shower unit next door. Water began running, and the male started to hum. She knew instantly who that hum belonged to. Brock. She envisioned him soaping down his body, along his hard shaft, cleaning every single inch of his tanned skin. She looked down her own body as it began to respond to the mental image of Brock naked and wet, and she watched drops of water drip off her hardened nipples. Well crap. These men were driving her to sexual frustration.

Shutting off the water, she grabbed her towel. She wondered just how long she’d been in the showers, and if Brock was next door, then was the tent up already? Again, she marveled at how fast the men did that. Shaking her head, she dried and dressed.

During their walk today, she couldn’t stop her mind going over her situation. She’d made mental lists—what she liked about each man, what she didn’t like. Could she get into a relationship with Brock and Cole? There were such differences between the two of them, a relationship couldn’t work, could it? Cole was sweet whereas Brock was coarse. Brock was slightly taller, but Cole had broader shoulders. She’d blushed remembering the slight variations to their cocks too. If she ever had to pick just one to have a relationship with, she couldn’t.

With one last pause, she listened to Brock hum his tuneless song, then headed back across the campsite. When she had returned yesterday something was already cooking, and it was the same today, only the air filled with the scent of sausages.

“Hey, sweetpea. Want a cuppa?” Cole greeted her, wearing the same as yesterday, just a pair of black shorts. And his skin glistened now, like it had then.

“You showered already?” she asked, awed.

“Yep, and food is cooking too.” He grinned and held out a cup. “Coffee?”

“Let me just dump this inside.

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