Page 20 of Pleasure Island


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And the fact that Drake and Quade, and Loki and Bodhi, who are now at ground level, don’t argue with Knox’s pronouncement seems to confirm this power.

“It’s only fair,” Knox drawls. “Unless someone wants to argue with me.”

Quade wraps a finger around an end curl of my hair. “What does Evie want?”

That Quade would even say this is … nice. They’re all waiting for my reply.

I get to decide.

And it’s hardly a difficult decision. “I don’t want anyone arguing. Or fighting. I want you to share me.” I look at Knox, and the sight of him almost takes my breath away. He’s an absolute specimen of masculine perfection. He’s wearing a loin cloth of sorts. It’s almost like a Roman-looking skirt, with strips of leather barely covering a very impressive cock. Which it’s hardly surprising I would notice at this point. He’s beautiful, he’s hot as hell and he’s outrageously well-hung.

I reach up to kiss Quade, and he shoves his tongue into my mouth. I let him do this, but then I pull away and touch my finger to his lips in a silent request for him to behave. To let me go and do what I need to do to stop them from fighting. I walk over to kiss Drake. He makes an agonized growl, like he can barely take this.

Then I walk over to where Knox is still leaning his shoulder against the tree. His eyes never leave me. “Where do you want to take me?” I say softly, taking his hand (the one that’s not holding the knife).

He looks down at me and the look he gives me is so lusty it almost scares me. Will he be even rougher than Drake? Will he hurt me?

Knox sheaths his knife. Then he scoops me into his arms and carries me away from the others. We don’t walk far before we get to an open clearing deeper into the island. There’s a picturesque waterfall and a small, bright blue lake surrounded by palm trees. Overlooking the lake on a small hill is a log cabin. It’s rustic, like the other huts, but by far the largest and the most well-built-looking.

With one hand, Knox unfastens his belt and leather covering, which both fall to the ground. Naked, he carries me into the warm water of the pool.

“I want all of them off of you,” he growls. Then he washes me very intimately, sliding his hands over my skin, pinching my nipples, sliding his fingers over my stomach, to my pussy, making me gasp. He kisses me long and slow and I kiss him back. He’s a good kisser. Just with the intimate exploration of his tongue, he’s tuning into my lust, making my pussy warm and tingly. “You’re fucking gorgeous,” he says.

When he’s satisfied I’m clean enough, he carries me out of the water and up to his hut.

He takes me inside but he doesn’t bother closing the door, so we have an expansive view of the lake and the waterfall. There’s a large, comfortable-looking bed against the far wall. He sets me down so I’m standing in front of him. His cock is fully hard now. The head is shiny with his milky wetness. The sight of it makes my mouth water. I’m thirsty again and this is what I’m used to now. Not only that, but his cock is enormous, the biggest of all of them.

His muscles are huge and hard and his shoulders and arms are textured with bulging veins.

I go over to the bed. I’m getting better at this. I know what they like. I know what makes them crazy. I decide to put all my new skills to good use. This is inevitable. And I want it to be. I want to give Knox pleasure and make that big body all sweaty and sticky and wet.

I lower myself onto the bed. I squirm a little to get comfortable. Then I open my legs just slightly. “Knox?”

“Yes.”

“I know you’re going to do everything to me, and I want you to. But first, can I drink your seed?” I like to start with that. I like drinking their essence. It makes me feel close to them, and empowered by them. Like they’re giving me some of their strength and their lifeforce. “Let me make your seed come out so I can drink you.”

His blue eyes get darker, but he obeys me. He walks over and stands next to the bed. I open my legs wider and I sit up and reach for him. He lets me take his cock in my hands and ease it closer to my open mouth. I lick him and he groans. A small surge of his seed spills onto my tongue so I take the head of his cock inside my mouth and suck on him, using my hands to caress his gargantuan manhood. He’s long and thick and veiny and perfect. It’ll hurt when he slides this monster inside me, but it’ll feel good, too.

I work him harder and deeper and it’s not long before he’s swearing and weaving his rough fingers through my hair as he fucks my mouth. I take as much as I can but it really is freaking huge. I tease my fingers over his sac and behind it, exploring him, until his cock jerks in my mouth and shoots burst after burst of hot, seedy cum down my throat.

I drink as fast as I can but it spills over my chin and drips onto my full breasts. I drink and drink and then I lick him until he’s clean.

He pushes me onto my stomach and shoves my knees apart, lifting me so I’m on all fours. He rubs his face over my pussy, licking, eating, feasting. He sucks on my button and makes me come as his fingers enter my pussy and my ass possessively. Then he takes his monster cock and slides the head of it into my slippery pussy, slowly but aggressively. All I’m thinking is, I’m glad he’s my last. I’m glad I’ve been able to adjust to this before Knox’s cock slides all the way to the hilt like it’s doing right now. It’s so big I can feel it nudging up against my womb. He’s fully hard again, and so thick I think I might die, but his fingers are rubbing the cove of my ass. With his other hand, he’s rubbing my button and I start coming so hard I see stars. My whole body is convulsing with pleasure, milking him tightly until he bursts inside my womb, filling me with his hot, pulsing seed.

Like my other men, Knox clearly wants to make up for lost time. I barely return to myself before he’s coming again. And again. He comes inside me three times before pulling out. The he positions me on top of him. He holds my hips and slides himself deep so I’m riding him until he comes again. Then he turns me over and takes my ass and it makes me cry because he’s so big but then he makes me come and it’s the darkest, most severe kind of pleasure I’ve ever known.

After, Knox carries me down to the lake and holds me in his arms, wiping my tears and washing the cum from our bodies. I’m glad he’s holding me because I’m so tired and spent I feel like I might sink like a stone. He carries me back to bed and holds me for a while. He lets me drink his seed again and it gives me energy and makes me feel better.

“You’re a beautiful lover,” I tell him.

“I had an early start,” he says. “My mother’s housekeeper seduced me when I was thirteen. And Loki and Bodhi visit me from time to time, when the lust becomes unbearable.”

I look up at him. “They do?”

“We’ve experimented. Mainly because I had no other choices and they offered.”

“What about Drake and Quade?”

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