Devon's Pair: Powertools, Book 4 by Jayne Rylon Read Free Book Online

to be perfect for all of us.”
    “What thing?”
    “You’ll see.” They followed a curve around thick foliage. On the other side, Kate and Morgan were lighting several gas fire pits placed artfully around a patio. Crew-made waterfalls edged the rockwork. They fed a tangle of streams that meandered through the space. Tiny bridges crossed the wandering flows, which emptied into an asymmetrical koi pond near the center.
    An enormous woven rope lounger stretched above the gurgling water.
    Plenty big enough to hold a dozen people comfortably, the modified web impressed Devon with its scale and creative use of the materials. For naturists, the air swirling around their relaxing bodies would feel like heaven.
    She visualized lying face down, peering at the fish swimming in lazy circles below. Unlike a hammock, the netting was bolted at the four corners, preventing it from swaying too much.
    “We can try out the new pads I sewed this week.” Kayla opened the top of a cedar storage bin off to the side and withdrew puffy strips that would prevent the rope from digging into sensitive skin. A pile of blankets and pillows overflowed the rest of the large trunk.
    Kate snagged one of each and climbed onto the mesh. She reclined, crossing her legs at the ankles as she stared up at the gorgeous colors streaking the sky.
    “You’re going to make oodles on this place, Kay. I’m sort of sad we won’t have it to ourselves much longer.”
    Morgan heaped Devon’s arms full of pillows then she grabbed some blankets. They acclimated themselves to the surprisingly comfortable seating, taking advantage of the pads while each of them downed a glass or two of

     
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    sangria. Chatter came easy—about their guys, the books they’d been reading, deals they’d scored at the mall the day before and life in general. They collapsed onto the bedding to study the emerging stars like pampered members of an elaborate harem.
    “It’s still a little nippy out for this.” Morgan chaffed her arms.
    “We can head inside if you want.” Kayla tried not to sound disappointed.
    She failed miserably.
    “No way.” Kate scooted her pad closer to them. “Let’s snuggle up. The guys will be here soon to keep us warm.”
    Devon didn’t hesitate when Kayla patted the spot beside her. Warmth from the fire pits paired with heat waves rolling off her new friends to keep her nice and toasty. She relaxed, not caring that her head rested on Kayla’s shoulder.
    Stress and worry over what might or might not come to pass seeped away. Lids heavy, she closed her eyes.
    “Now there’s a Kodak moment if I ever saw one.” Mike groaned. “Gorgeous women curled up like a pile of puppies.”
    Devon couldn’t believe she’d just about drifted off. She started to sit up. A warm hand pressed her shoulder against the netting. Neil . With one touch, she knew it was him. Her body arched toward the contact while she searched with the other hand for James. He wouldn’t be far behind his boyfriend.
    At the same time, Dave reached for Kayla, settling her closer to where he’d climbed onto his masterpiece.
    “Stay. Please.” Neil crawled beside her, tucking her against the furnace of his chest.
    “Mmm. Toasty.” Devon didn’t flinch when he rolled, presenting her to James. The other man sandwiched her between them, infusing her shoulders, ass and the back of her thighs with a twin blast of heat.
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    The ropes shifted as Mike and Joe joined the fray. A gorgeous tangle of limbs and sleek, toned bodies littered the expanse. They paired off and spread out a little—enough to be comfortable, but not so far that they added unnecessary space.
    “Look, I don’t say this enough…” Mike stole the opportunity to address them while they studied the deep royal blue of the twilight sky. “I can’t imagine my life without you all. Without this connection we have. The wedding is coming up quick, and I believe I’m the luckiest bastard in the whole world.
    Honestly. I