Tristan's Point Of View
I couldn't sleep, my body was burning up and my mind was in a constant state of turmoil and duress. Bellamy and Cole had bathed me, and given me a massage. Cole had even given me a manicure and pedicure, my toenails and fingernails glistened with a bright forest green. All things considered, they were doing their best to do everything they could for me, that wasn't sexual.
Unfortunately, I could feel their arousal growing in time with mine. The problem was, I knew I would cave before they would. Something inside me told me they wouldn't act on impulse while the suppressants coursed threw their bodies.
"Tristan...?" Bellamy said, sitting up beside me.
"Mmm...?" I groaned.
"Tell me what's wrong? What's on your mind?" He asked.
