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“Oh my god, a human sacrifice,” she whispers, her eyes going wide. “I had no idea these existed.”
I shrug like I’m used to it.
“There’s a lot that you don’t know. You just got here, after all, and had no idea that this island is colonized by a tribe of brutes. But yeah, the sacrificial ceremony’s going to be this evening so get your wrists ready, Strawberry, because there’s going to be strawberry juice bleeding out on that altar.”
That makes her jaw snap shut as she stares at me. Those ivory curves quiver, and I do believe I’ve scared her half to death. But never underestimate a redhead because she straightens those narrow shoulders before looking me dead in the eye.
“Help me escape,” she says. “Please, Drake. My name’s Amy. I’ll make it worth your while to help me get out of here before the sacrifice takes place.”
I laugh so hard that my sides ache.
“Oh really,” I drawl. “You’re going to make it worth my while? How? With what? Are you going to teach me to swim? Sew me a loincloth? Or feed me grapes from the palm of your hand? Because you’re on the back foot, sweetheart. Your hair’s tangled, your clothes are askew, and if I’m not mistaken, you’re a prisoner right now. Yeah, that must be the deciding factor. You’ve been thrown in a cave and I’m your guard, Strawberry. You can bet you’re not getting out before evening comes.”
But I’ve underestimated the curvy girl because she shakes her head slowly at my words. Then, her hands slip to her shirt, and before I realize it, the fabric’s come apart and Strawberry’s slipping the button-down off her shoulders to reveal two huge, beautiful breasts. Holy shit, she’s gorgeous. Her tits are generous sacks of cream with pink nipples, hard like diamonds. They gleam in the low light of the cave, swollen and stiff, and saliva fills my mouth as I stare.
“These are yours,” Strawberry mewls, the intensity of her eyes killing me. She cups those giant orbs in her hands, cupping them as if in offering, before jiggling them slightly to make them wobble. “Do you like them, Drake? These are yours for the taking if you let me go.”
I stare hungrily, my two cocks already beginning to stiffen.
“Shit,” I moan. “You’re beautiful, Strawberry.”
But the redhead isn’t done yet. She leans back and unbuttons her shorts before struggling out of them, revealing a tiny pair of pink panties. Then she pulls down those too, revealing the swollen, slick folds of a hungry pussy.
“This is yours too,” she mewls. “Would you like this, Drake? I’ll let you do whatever you want to my body, if you let me go afterwards. I promise, I won’t tell anyone about what I’ve seen today. I want breathe a word about your secret community. My lips are sealed shut. Just let me go before the ceremony because I don’t want to die. Please.”
“Your words are music to my ears, Strawberry,” I growl. “I had no idea you could beg so well, and I find it flattering too. But I need to know more. Let me see what’s between your legs, sweetheart. Are you really ready to take two hard pieces of daddy meat in your orifices, in return for your freedom?”
Immediately, Amy rolls onto her back, lifting her knees so that they’re by her ears. Her sexiest spots comes into view, and like a slut, she’s not shy at all.
“I love getting dicked, Daddy,” she whispers, reaching down to grab one butt cheek in each hand. Then she pulls the white orbs apart, baring both of her holes. “If you want to put it in double, I’m totally game. In fact, I’d love to try double penetration if that’s what you desire. It’ll be a new experience for me.”
Holy fuck. Who is this girl? Strawberry’s ready to do anything, and I mean anything, in order to escape. But will I let her go? Or will I take everything she has … and yet sacrifice her anyways?
CHAPTER 8
Amy
I’m humiliated as I stumble behind Drake on the forest path. I acted like a total slut – and yet the handsome man said no.
Flames scorch my cheeks as my insides clench with shame. Oh my god, what was I thinking? I literally lay on my back, spreading my legs to show him my sweetest spots and begged him to take me. I took off all my clothes so that my curvy form was nude, open, and ripe for his plunder. AND YET HE SAID NO!
I’m going to shrivel up into a pile of ashes and blow away. No, I’m going to curdle in on myself until I’m nothing but a gooey blob on the forest path. Better yet, why don’t the heavens open and strike me with a bolt of lightning? I’d welcome having my skull cleaved in half right about now. Better than facing the disgust on Drake’s face.
Because I saw how the handsome man looked at me, and that’s what has me confused. He rejected my offer, but not before I saw how he wanted me at first. As I lay in a pliant position, ready to welcome his assault, his two cocks jerked, their heads beginning to gleam with lust. I was sure he was going to cover me with that broad body before shoving himself in deep …twice.
But instead, Drake turned away, a mask creeping over those handsome features. Instead of unabated hunger in those blue eyes, they became shuttered and closed. His jawline tensed and the skin around his eyes looked stretched and anxious.
“Get dressed,” he growled, looking away. Even his cocks drooped a bit, losing some of their rigidity. “Don’t make me say it twice.”
Then, he turned his back on me and stalked to the entrance of the cave. I wanted to call out to him, but I knew it was useless. I’d just humiliated myself and the blow of rejection hurt. My cheeks flamed red as my knees snapped shut, and I dressed myself in a flash, pulling on my old hiking shirt and khaki shorts with trembling hands.
What were you thinking?the voice in my head screeched.You know nothing about this man! He and his friends could be a gay coven of warlocks that bang each other for fun every night! In fact, that’s probably what they were about to do when you caught them chanting in the woods.
A gay coven of warlocks?the other voice in my head asks sardonically.What the hell is that?
I shake my head while stumbling behind Drake on the forest path because instinctively, I know he’s not gay. It’s in the way he gazed at my curves with unabated lust in his eyes before they shuttered closed. The way his cocks stiffened when I threw him a saucy smile. The way his jaw tensed when I jiggled my tits in his direction, offering them for his pleasure. Gay men don’t behave like that, either consciously or unconsciously.
Yeah, but this is a different species of man, the voice in my head reasons.Maybe gay men on this island DO react that way. Maybe they’ve never even seen a woman before and have no idea how to make love to a member of the female sex.
