I’m perverted.
She makes these little grunting, groaning noises as she eases into the crevice.
My dick gets rock hard.
I grit my teeth tighter.
“Is this a good time to mention that I don’t like small spaces?”
“You’re doing great.” My voice is thick.
She huffs out something that’s almost a laugh. Then she pulls in a deep breath and slides the rest of the way in. The dark swallows her.
“You good?” I ask, crouching at the opening. I’m so glad she can’t see that my cock is at full mast.
“I’ll be fine.” A pause. “Magma?” Her voice has gone thin and high. There’s panic creeping into the edges of it.
“What is it?”
“Don’t leave me for too long.”
The sound of her fear lands somewhere deep in my chest and stays there. My dragon doesn’t just stir; he rises, roaring inside my skull, clawing toward the surface, demanding I act.
“I won’t.”
“Okay.”
My beast doesn’t want me to leave. He wants me to reach into that hollow and pull her back out into the open and put my mouth on her throat, my cock inside her, and to mark her so that every male on this island knows exactly who she belongs to.
No!
Fuck off.
She isn’t ours. She’s Flint’s female.
He snarls once, low and bitter, and then, thankfully, he subsides, sinking back down where he belongs. I breathe out through my nose and make myself focus on what matters.
“Carla. Listen to me. Stay very quiet in there. Don’t come out for anything or anyone, unless you know for certain it’s me. You only react if you hear my voice telling you to or if you hear me say your name. Anything else, you stay put, and you stay silent. Understood?”
“Understood,” she whispers from the dark.
I drag a screen of fallen branches and broad leaves across the crevice until even I have to look twice to find it. Then I straighten, take a pull of the night air into my lungs, and head out into the thick of the jungle.
My cock stays as hard as nails, making it difficult to think clearly. How am I going to spend the night with her right up against me?
That tiny crevice isn’t big enough for the three of us. My cock has to go. I’ll scare her with this thing. I hate how aroused I am after what happened to her.
I’m annoyed and angry at myself. This isn’t like me at all.
My dragon is frustrated. It’s all the adrenaline.
Fuck!
Once I’m a little away from where I left her, I lean against a tree with one hand and fist my cock with the other.
I need to take care of my erection, then I need to take care of Carla; ofFlint’sfemale. I need to have pure thoughts where she is concerned. I need to be a friend to her, not a fucking perverted old asshole.
I palm my cock a little harder and start sliding my hand up and down my length. My eyes close and my mouth drops open just a little as I suck in air.
