Page 16 of Pleasure Island


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“Because you’re mine!” he snarls. God, he’s in such a mean mood.

I cry harder. “I don’t want you to leave me, Quade. I don’t want to be alone.”

“I have to get food, Evie. I won’t be long.”

I’m curled up. He kisses my pussy from behind, licking me gently. Then he climbs up my body to kiss my lips.

“I’ll be back soon. Pull the rope up after I’m gone. I’ll call up to you when I get back and you can throw it down to me.”

He straps his weapons belt across his chest. “See you soon, lover,” he says, before lowering himself down the rope.

He really is sweet sometimes, my Quade.

I sit up and wipe my eyes. I go over to his spring and I fill a bowl with cool water. I take a long drink. I give myself a sponge bath. Then I go over to where the rope is and I do what he told me. I start pulling the rope up. But as hard as I pull, it won’t budge.

When I lean my head over to look down the rock cliff, I’m surprised to see someone climbing up the rope.

It’s not Quade. And it’s not Drake.

It’s one of the others.

Of course I think about screaming for Quade. He can’t be too far away.

But the man climbing up the rope is smiling at me. And he’s almost here. I can see now, too, that there’s another man standing at the bottom of the cliff.

I wave, because … these are two more of my men. I already know there are five of them. I know I’m stranded her with them, possibly for years to come.

I’m curious.

And they’re … sexy.

What’s wrong with me?

Sister Eloise would have taken a strap to me by this point.

But Sister Eloise isn’t here. There’s not much she could have done anyway to keep my purity intact. My “purity” is well and truly … not gone, but changed. I’ve been purified by their seed. That’s the way I prefer to see it. I like their seed. I like taking it into my body. I like how powerful it makes me feel, when they give it to me and fill me with it. It makes me feel like a queen. Like I’m somehow fulfilling my destiny.

I’m sure I’m losing my mind, but that’s exactly how I feel.

“Hi,” says the man who’s now standing on the ledge with me. “I’m Bodhi.” He holds out his hand for me to shake, which, considering the fact that I’m stark naked, is … unusual, maybe, but then … so is he. He’s not wearing a loin cloth like the others did. His cock is big and already responding to my nearness. With everything I’ve learned over the past few days, I can see that he’s not fully hard yet, but getting close.

“I’m Evie.”

He grins at me. He’s leaner and more gracefully muscular than either Drake or Quade, but just as tall. Like he might have been a soccer player instead of a football player, if he lived in the real world. But then, they played rugby, Drake said. He’s devastatingly handsome, this Bodhi, and more refined-looking than my other men. His skin, like theirs, is deeply tanned. His hair is a dark, reddish-brown with highlights of gold from the sun.

What I’m thinking at this point is … if I have to be stranded on a deserted island with five men, the three I’ve met so far are … men I would have chosen to be stranded with. They’re gorgeous and very masculine in different ways. “I’m going to have to ask you to climb onto my back, Evie,” says Bodhi. “I’m taking you.”

This doesn’t shock me, of course. “How did you know I was here?”

“Drake is going insane. And we saw the raft.”

“Where are you going to take me?”

He nods his head towards the man standing below. “Loki and I live together in a tree hut we built. We’re going to take you there.”

He sure is polite about it. Drake and Quade were sort of caveman-ish about taking me home with them. Bodhi has a more diplomatic approach. Even so, I know he’d force me if he had to. If I refuse him. I can see it there in his bright green eyes, which are roving my skin and my curves.

“I’ve never seen a naked woman’s body in person before,” he says, “but even if I had, I can’t imagine there would be one more beautiful than you.”

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