Page 138 of Mask and the Magnolia
I’m not exactly roughing it by any means but I was told parking a camper in the middle of the woods and cooking over an open fire counts.
I don’t know if I’d like it so much if I were alone, though.
I think I’d hate that.
Lucky for me, I’m stranded in the middle of some forest in Minnesota with four big, beautiful men.
Men who’ve gotten very in touch with nature since we’ve been on the road, judging by the way Des is running toward the camper like his ass is on fire, his arms full of clothes even though he doesn’t have a stitch on him.
“Hide me,” he says as he comes crashing through the door. “You have to hide me, Maggie.”
I turn from the sink and arch a brow. “Why? What did you do now?”
He gives me a wicked grin as drops the clothes in a basket on the table then points outside. “Entertainment. For me, for you. For everyone.”
Well, he’s not entirely wrong.
It is pretty entertaining watching Calix, Isaak and Korvin come racing up the path, all three of them naked as the day they were born and dripping wet.
“I thought you were supposed to be fishing.”
Des scoffs as he tries to stand behind me. “Yeah. But none of us can fish for shit. We went swimming instead.”
“Uh huh.”
“Then I got out to grab a drink, and I got sidetracked.”
I roll my eyes as I look at him over my shoulder. “Sidetracked by stealing their clothes while they were still in the water.”
“Exactly,” he says as he grabs my arms and starts walking me toward the door. “I don’t know why they cared, everyone’s been naked most of the time we’ve been roadtripping.”
I giggle as he tries to duck down behind me, walking me out into the line of fire first.
Desmond’s not wrong, my boys are quite happy getting in touch with that part of nature, strutting around in the buff whenever the mood strikes, and I won’t complain too much, my view has been spectacular because of it.
So, why those three are so mad, storming toward our home like raging bulls, is beyond me.
Which is exactly why Des is making me go first. He knows I’ll call them out, and he knows there’s a good chance anger will be abandoned and quickly replaced by boners.
Something about looking at them all buckass naked. Makes me perfume without even trying.
I walk down the steps, my hands on my hips while his are on my shoulders, trying to give them my best stern look.
“Not this time,” Isaak says as he points at me with one hand and cups his junk with the other. “It’s not going to work.”
“We ran through pricker bushes, Maggie.” Calix pants, both of his hands protecting himself. “That’s scary.”
I snort, losing my composure over the idea of them running and trying to protect themselves so they didn’t get poked while chasing Des.
“You think this is funny?” Korvin asks as he comes right up to us, his dick swinging free and a huge distraction for me. “Getting a real kick out of it, are you?”
I nod as I start giggling a little harder, fighting to keep my eyes on his.
“You wouldn’t be laughing if we got torn up out there.” He backs Des and I both up against the side of the camper, towering over me as he grunts. “What would you do if we couldn’t use these and you went into heat?”
“Oh stop,” I say as I push against his chest even though he doesn’t budge. “Everyone is fine. All parts are accounted for, right?”
I glance back at Isaak and Calix, both of them definitely over running the naked mile and grinning while they wait for what comes next.
