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He lifts his head from my neck and stares into my eyes. His sun-bleached hair is wild.
“Evie,” he murmurs.
“Quade.” I felt a bond with Drake, after drinking his seed. I feel one, too, with Quade. He’s so beautiful. I could stare at him all day.
“Where did you come from?” he says. “What happened?”
“America. Georgia. But I was at school in Tennessee At a boarding school. We were on our way to Australia when our plane crashed. Drake told me it happened to you, too.”
His eyebrows furrow at the mention of Drake. He knows I was in Drake’s hut last night. But they’re going to have to get used to it. To sharing me. I’ve already decided that. I don’t want them fighting, and I have a feeling the only way to keep them from killing each other is to give them both what they want. Me. I’ve seen the look in their eyes. It’s a desire for total possession.
Quade’s flash of jealousy makes his cock fully hard again. I can almost read the thoughts flickering behind his blue eyes. He’s going to spill more seed inside me. Over and over. I’m here with him until someone steals me.
But he feels too good to worry about anything but the lazy thrust of his cock in and out of my pussy, rooting out pleasure.
“Tell me about Australia,” I whisper, because I want to talk to him, and get to know him. The only way to do this is with his cock inside me.
“We’re from Perth, in Western Australia.”
We talk a little, giving each other details of our lives, descriptions of the places we might not ever see again, and the people we’ve left behind.
He won’t relent.
Quade is twisted. He spills his seed inside me four more times before he’ll pull out. I cry the fifth time because I’m very sore. So he pulls out carefully, causing a big gush of liquid to spill from my pussy.
He came so much.
And so did I.
But now I’m tired.
Quade, however, isn’t.
“I’ve got so much lost time to make up for, baby,” he says. He walks over to the back of his cave, where there’s a spring that makes a small pool in a grooved rock, like a sink. He takes a carved wooden bowl and a cloth and brings them over.
I can’t help marvelling at his outstandingly lean, muscular form. His blond hair and blue eyes. His tanned skin. His enormous manhood, which is hard again. If a cock could be beautiful, then Quade’s is.
He gives me a drink of water, then he opens my legs and cleans me. Then he cleans himself.
He feeds me. Fruits and nuts and more dried meat.
Once I’ve eaten some of the food, he puts his cock in my mouth and I suck on him until he gives me his seed. I drink all of it. It’s strange that my savages’ seed gives me a different kind of strength than the food does. Their seed is empowering. Like it’s not just nourishment but a raw, life-giving energy.
After I’ve licked him clean, I curl up on his bed. I’m so tired.
But Quade is voracious.
He lifts my ass and holds my head down on the bed. He spreads my legs wide. He slides the head of his cock against my opening but I cry and plead with him. “Quade, I’m too sore.”
So he licks the pucker of my ass, a lot, getting it very wet and messy from his mouth.
Then he pokes the broad end of his cock against it. My cove is so wet that the crown of his cock slips inside me.
“Quade.”
It hurts, but there’s a dark pleasure there, too.
I squirm but he holds me in place.
