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*Luke*

The water feels utterly orgasmic after all that unnecessary movement. Gabe and I are the first to surround Sang. I submerge my body under the water behind her and commence to tickling her sides mercilessly basking in that sweet little giggle. Gabe pinches on her nipples and twists gently. She bites on her bottom lip, a small moan escaping her lips. I move to bite down on one when Kayli jumps on my back forcing my mouth open and my nose to inhale enough water I might pass out.

"What the hell?!" I sputter, tossing Kayli into the water. Before I can retaliate, a set of heavily tattooed arms dunk me back under the water. This is fucking ridiculous now! I thought the only two fucking Neanderthals I had to deal with on this planet were North and Silas, now I have to add an angry Russian and Axel to the list.

"You're not allowed to throw little thief that is my job!" he yells, finally letting me up for air.

Sang smacks Raven's chest then puts both hands on her hips, "Don't yell at him. Kayli jumped on his back first. She's not hurt, Raven just wet like the rest of us."

Dear, sweet Sang, why are you so adorable? Standing like superwoman, her chest is puffed out unconsciously directing your attention to her bare breasts. Even after emerging from the cold water into the heat, her nipples are still hardened to a point. If my brothers wouldn't attempt to drown me, I would push her up against the pool wall and suck on them until she screamed. Shit now I'm getting hard. There is seriously too much testosterone in a limited amount of space with only two females. It's usually not this bad. Sang spends time with one of us, maybe two…well I know me and Gabe have. We didn't believe she was ready to go announce it to the family, but now I don't know what to think. Kota has his arms wrapped around her slim waist whispering who knows what into her ear. Whatever it is makes Sang grab both his wrists roughly and push them lower on her waist. If I didn't want to be in his place so desperately, I would congratulate him for taking the initiative with Mr. B barely two feet away.

Dr. Green throws an arm over Mr. B's shoulder laughing, "Excellent job for taking control of the situation, Owen. I think I'm going to go steal Pookie from Kota now. We're done right?"

"No! This is what happens when I let you take over! Complete anarchy!" he roars, shaking Dr. Green by the shoulders. I wiggle my eyebrows at Gabe and point at our oldest brothers. He puts both his thumbs together then connects his two index fingers to make the shape of a heart.

Gabe snickers quietly, "It wouldn't be so funny if Dr. Green didn't look so petrified."

I dip my head back into the water trying to get cool again. This heat was overbearing even in the pool, "I'm pretty sure, if we went in a haunted house he might be mistaken for one of the zombies. What's so creepy is that Mr. B is laughing? I think he's lost it."

Dr. Green shoots us a devious glance and in one sweeping motion sends a tidal wave of water over our heads, "Mind your elders."

Gabe floats on his back and kicks wildly so Dr. Green and Mr. Blackbourne are caught in the spray, "Oy! That just went up my nose!" At least my nose isn't the only one burning. My gaze shifts to Kota and Sang perched comfortably against the pool wall with his hands underneath her bikini bottoms. Her lips are parted in the shape of an "O" while she thrusts against his hand swishing the water back and forth between them. She lets out a low mewl that sends a shiver through Kota and myself. Fuck Kota, why do you have to be such a brilliant bastard? Sang's low moans have my dick harder than freezer burned meat. Having dealt with it on more than one occasion, that shit will almost break your toe once the whole package has been surrounded by a block of ice.

"Fuck Marc!"

Why is everyone getting some except Luke Taylor? Kayli has her legs wrapped around Marc's hips bouncing wildly abandoning any rules about PDA to hell. There are red bite marks across his collarbone from Kayli's attempts at not screaming. (At least that's what my neck looked like after making out with Sang at the diner last week. I did keep my promise about stealing that kiss…as if any straight man wouldn't.)

"Are you fucking serious?!" Axel booms. Before he's able to yank them apart, Sang and Kayli simultaneously crash from their separate highs. Our girl's moans are breathy, low and sultry in comparison to Kayli who announces her impending orgasm with high pitched screams and numerous profanities. My dick could smash a wall to tiny bits and the temptation to relieve the tension so I can process logical thought is off the fucking charts.

Mr. Blackbourne drags Sang over to him from where she was resting on Kota glaring at him. Poor buddy. That whole being the leader thing has to suck right now. Mr. B might actually ground him for the first time in…well ever. "Since we're all acting like sex crazed addicts, girls out of the pool! Five sets of ten pushups starting now!"

Kayli looks at Axel expectantly, "I guess you agree?"

He folds his arms across his chest, points to the pool deck and snaps his fingers in her face, "Does it look like I don't, Kayli?" Brandon opens his mouth to dispute, but Axel's steely glare silences any protests from his team.

Vic rubs the back of his neck visibly uncomfortable with the turn of events, "Should we just call this quits?" Sweet pea's bottom lip is quivering uncontrollably slicing my heart into several thousand pieces. In several seconds, there will be a cascade of tears staining those perfect lashes. Will I make the situation worse if I agree with Vic? The girls surely won't repeat their "I'm a girl hear me roar" shopping day again. Gabe will put a tracker for when Sang steps foot into a mall without him being present.

Goosebumps dot my arms at how utterly furious Dr. Green looks at Mr. B. Light green eyes bore into silver irises, except there is no mischievous grin from the Doc or the slightest smirk from Mr. Blackbourne, instead my oldest brothers stare down the other intently.

Dr. Green scowls at Mr. Blackbourne, "He's right Owen; this is nonsense. It was all in good fun and you're being a kill joy. Pumpkin, Kayli go upstairs and get cleaned off. We'll finish this work out another time." Damn. This cannot go well.

North puts both palms on the pool deck and hikes his entire frame out of the water in one fluid motion, "Baby, come on." He offers Sang his hands palms up so she doesn't have to climb the metal stairway. She graciously accepts and North lifts her up into his arms.

Raven repeats the same motions with Kayli. With her safely perched on one shoulder, he grabs two towels then hands one to North. Woo. No one is even yelling at them to come back.

I silently shoot a glance at Gabe who looks as dumbfounded as I do. Did Mr. Blackbourne just yell at Sang? Gabe approaches me from behind, "Dude, I think Mr. B is seriously upset."

I almost feel sorry for him…almost. He yelled at sweet pea over this stupid hours crap and she's crying her pretty little eyes out. I know Sang feels like she failed him and that's one of her worst fears about Mr. B. She wants to consider herself worthy of being with us and how he was screaming at her was like a punch in the gut.

"So how do we fix this?" Silas asks, breaking the uncomfortable silence, "No more pranks, no more yelling, Aggele and Kayli are upset and that's all that matters."

Food. Games. Dancing. Movies. Personal strip tease in a secluded room…wait that's for me.

Gabe almost yanks my arm out of its socket, "C'mon, they'll be talking all morning and we'll look like jellyfish by the time we get out. Trouble and Kayli are getting a party with all the bells and whistles." He snaps his fingers at Victor. "We're going to fix this shit, and we need you with us."

Vic chuckles, "You don't need me. You need my bank card." Despite his retort, we all leave the pool area whispering amongst ourselves while the kiddies argue.