Coop joined in. “No girl looks good with her head that far up her own ass. A bony-looking ass, I might add.”
Alea shook her head and giggled. “You two are so juvenile. Really? She’s blonde and willowy, and she doesn’t have to have her dresses custom made. I had to pay through the nose to get that Narciso Rodriguez gown. They don’t normally make my size.”
“Then they suck. And you look gorgeous in anything you wear.” Coop frowned.
He didn’t normally notice Alea’s clothes. He noticed how her boobs and butt looked in them. And he loved her toes right now. It was kind of freaky, but he wanted to suck on them and rub them. They were a pretty pink.
She slapped a butterfly-style bandage over his cheek and stood. “I think that should prevent infection from setting in. Keep it covered until it closes. And you two don’t have to be nice. I appreciate it. I really do, but I own a mirror.”
“Then it must be your eyesight that’s suffering.” Dane stood beside her. “Cooper is never just nice.”
She shrugged as if she was a bit uncomfortable with their compliments. Or maybe it was the way they stared. Because he couldn’t seem to stop. Her ni**les clung to the thin white cotton of her bra. God, he wanted to get those ni**les in his mouth. He could suck on them and bite them just the tiniest bit until she squirmed. And begged. He’d really like to hear her begging.
“Of course Cooper is nice. He’s not really interested,” Alea said, then blushed. “You don’t have to try to convince me.”
“I’m pretty sure that was my mouth on your pu**y last night,” he pointed out.
And Dane just rolled his eyes. “You really are blind, Lea. His c**k is poking out of his boxers. Dude, shove that thing back in.”
Cooper readjusted, but not before he noticed that Alea’s eyes widened at the sight. Her breath hitched. Yes, she was at least a little intrigued.
And they were on a deserted island with absolutely nothing to do and nowhere to be. Sure, they were having to fight for their lives, but Cooper believed in the power of positive thinking. Anything could happen. In fact, he was damn sure hoping everything did happen soon.
“Are they angry with us again?” Dane asked with a grin as he ran one finger over her hard nipple.
She immediately crossed her arms over her chest, blocking him…though he could see some great cle**age. “I’m just cold.”
Cooper opened his arms wide. “Come here, baby. We can warm you up.”
Another blush stole across her face. “I liked it better when you were all moody and standoffish.”
Dane shook his head. “That didn’t work out for us, so we’re trying something new.”
“Shouldn’t we be worried about survival?” Alea asked, turning away.
“Baby, you won the lottery. You went down with three former Special Forces soldiers.” Cooper stood. It was completely reasonable that she was scared and wondering about the basic necessities. What did a princess know about survival training? He wanted to hold her, but she might be scared that his dingus would likely make another appearance. “We’ve done this before.”
“Hell, yeah,” Dane added. “And we’ve done this in far worse circumstances. This is practically the Ritz compared to that time we got stranded in the Dashti Margo. We were tracking some Taliban scum. We took care of them, but our Humvee got blown to smithereens.”
Cooper shook his head. “Taken out by an RPG. Damn, we moved fast to get away from that one. Good times, man.”
“It sounds horrible.” Alea had turned to face them again, still valiantly trying to cover up.
“It was absolutely awful,” Cooper admitted. “We spent ten days in the desert until we were located and someone sent transport. We survived with virtually no supplies while hostiles were shooting at us. We’ll survive this, baby. Living here will be a cakewalk. A little vacation.” He caressed her arm in what he hoped was a reassuring gesture, trying not to think about how soft she was and how good all that would feel up against him. “We left word with your cousins that we were traveling with you. We didn’t bother to mention the whole sneaking away part, but they know when to expect the plane to land. They’ll send out search and rescue.”
She sniffled a little. “It’s a big ocean.”
“In water this clear, the plane might well be visible.” Dane said. “And they’re patient men.”
Tears formed in her eyes, and she looked down at her bare feet. “I did this to us.”
Oh, damn, she couldn’t think that. “No, you didn’t.” He couldn’t restrain himself a minute more. He walked up to her. “I want to hold you. Can I, please? Can Dane and I give you a little comfort? It’s been a hard day. Let us reassure you that it’s going to be all right.” When she hesitated, he joked, “I promise to keep the beast in my boxers.”
She rewarded him with a little laugh, then nodded. “I’d like that. For the most part, it’s been a long time since I let anyone hold me. I want to try.”
He eased forward cautiously, letting her observe his every move, giving her plenty of time to object. She was a little like a wild deer he wanted to feed from his hand. One wrong move and he could spook her.
“My hand is going to touch your waist, Lea,” Dane said before settling in behind her. “You can lean back against me any time. You’re cold. You need to get warm. We’ll settle you by the fire, then have a nice dinner. Relax and know that we’re going to take care of you.”