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“You look so good, princess,” he says, rubbing and sucking in equal succession. “Take Brad in, make him happy.”
My lips gather over top of Brad’s length as he runs his hands through my hair. He’s watching my face as his cock presses into my cheek, all while I twist with pleasure at Zane’s touch, my hands on Colin’s width. I want their come… all of it… spread on top of me, pooling over top of my breasts, running down my throat, spilling inside of me.
A growl starts low in Zane’s chest as he climbs his way up toward me, the heavy weight of his dick poking out of his swim trunks. His chest is hairy and wild like a heathen of sexual energy and I lose all sight of reasoning. In this light, I can clearly see the tattoos he has running down both arms and over top his collarbone. A snarl curls up onto his lips as he reaches for the back of my neck, sitting me up with his touch, pulling me away from the other men.
“I can’t wait anymore, princess. I need you.”
His sudden impatience and desire has pleasure screaming beneath my skin, begging to be set free.
I arch my back into his arms and let him move me, the slight buzz of insects at my ear.
“Take me then,” I beg. “All of you. Please!” There’s an ache in my voice that’s undeniably raw and longing.
“Oh we will, princess,” Zane says, kissing the nape of my neck softly. There’s still a growl in his tone, an animalistic ballad that sends shocks straight through me.
I’ve never felt more protected or cared for than I do right now.
Colin and Brad move in tandem with Zane as he situates his large body into the shelter. All logic and reason are gone now. Nothing is left but pure, heated need. Zane bends me forward like an animal, my ass bent up, my soft pink mound ready for his taking. There isn’t much room to move in our small area, so Colin lays beneath me, cradling my body from the front as Brad kneels to my side, enticing me with the silk of pre-come that drips from his tip.
In my fantasy, I’d have gone slower, taken Zane into my mouth as well, tasted him, sized him up. I felt him against me last night, and he felt bigger than I’ve ever felt before. Just the thought of it now has me a bit nervous as he angles into me. But it’s clear he’s calling the shots, and I’m okay with that. I’m more than okay with that. It turns me on knowing how much he needs me.
Slowly, Zane pokes inside of me, but he’s thick, too thick for me to take right away. My mound is tight, clenched, unable to take him immediately. Easing himself in, he stays attentive with his touch, gripping my hip with one hand, running the other up the small of my back and toward the back of my neck.
“Look at me, princess,” he growls, bending forward to grip my chin in his hand. He tries to go deeper, but I’m still too tight.
“I’m sorry,” I say, embarrassed that he can’t do what he needs to do, what I want him to do.
He reaches for my hair, sweeping it over top my back as he groans. “You’re my tight little princess, aren’t you?”
His words send a shock of warmth and desire through me that allow him in a bit further as Brad presses into my mouth. I suck him hard as Zane continues to edge his way in. My nipples are hard and sensitive, rubbing against Colin’s chest as he groans each time my slick wet cunt slides over top of him.
“Is that smoke?” Colin asks, a muted groan in his throat.
Zane growls and pulls from within me. “What the fuck?”
It’s fairly dark, and though I can see that there’s a haze in the enclosure, I’d have never guessed it was smoke. Then again, I think the entire island could’ve burned to the ground, and I’d have let it take me with it if it meant another few minutes with Zane spreading me open. He’s left me with a hot wash of unbridled need, a cool space where warmth was just surrounding me.
My eyes begin to burn as soon as he opens our small door. Dark gray smoke billows up from all directions. I squeeze my eyes shut and pull my mouth off Brad’s cock, lobbing over the side of Colin before Zane hollers.
“Out! Everybody out. The fucking camp is on fire.”
Colin lifts me into his arms and pushes me toward Brad and Zane who’re waiting at the exit. We’re all completely nude, and I know without a doubt there are cameras strung everywhere out here, but that’s the least of our concern.
Zane looks down at me, brushing hair from my face as I stand on the shore looking back at the camp as it goes up in flames. “Are you okay, princess?”
I nod, sheltering against him as Colin and Brad join in.
“Someone call Jane,” he growls. “Please tell me the walkie isn’t in the—”
“It’s in there,” Colin says, his hand on the small of my back as we listen to the flames crack and burn what little we had. It’s funny to think that I’d tried so hard to start a fire yesterday and now, half the jungle is going up in flames.
Dean’s tent is up on the hill about twenty feet from our enclosure. The zipper pulls down, and he steps out, grabbing his camera, his backpack, and the red baseball cap he wears before jogging down toward us.
“What the hell guys?” He’s half awake and our naked bodies are probably alarming. He covers his eyes, diverting them immediately from my form, tearing his t-shirt off to throw at me. “Sorry, I don’t have any clothes in my pack, just the gun and a few granola bars. We could have a cookout I suppose. What happened?”
“We aren’t sure,” I say, my voice trembling as I pull the t-shirt into place. “We were just… and then…”
Dean pulls the two-way radio from the front pocket of his pack and calls for Jane.
