Lost Paradise (The Savages of the Blue Lagoon)

12. Chapter 12

Chapter 12

I’m crossing the threshold of a civilization where I once obeyed the rules and now enter the uncharted territory of self-discovery, where the echoes of convention fade into the whispers of the wind as I embrace my primal urge.

This is my island, my tribe, and now she will become my woman. I am no longer the teacher but the chief of this pack, and I will lead it relentlessly in my drive for our survival.

Eve crawls over to my feet and sits on her knees as she locks her eyes on mine. She wets her lips, swiping her tongue over them. Reaching up, her hand wraps around my hard knob. I let her feel me and watch in fascination as a pearl of precum beads at my tip. Flicking her tongue out, she drags it over my tip to taste me.

Fuck, that feels good.

And when she moans, I have to hold back because she has no idea what she’s doing to me.

Her eyes trail back up to meet mine as her lips form around my cock, her tongue teasing the tip of my knob. She hasn’t once broken eye contact as she slowly slides her mouth, taking me as far as she can.

A deep feral groan escapes me as she focuses on my face. Her intentions are to take her alpha apart, and I’m prepared to let her do that. She sucks hard and pulls back, then bobs her head down again.

Watching her on her knees like this is too strong of an effect for my knob. I know she feels it, too, and she moves faster, taking more of my length with each quick stroke.

And when I feel my head hit the back of her throat and her gagging, I’m seconds from releasing myself .

“Don’t fucking stop,” I breathe out heavily. My arse cheeks clench as every muscle in my torso contract.

I feel the back of her throat tighten around my head, and she jerks. She leans back and slides her tongue over my slit before taking me deep again. Watching her head bob like that is too much.

“I’m going to come, darling, fuck,” I go to pull out, but she grips my arse tight and leans her head slightly back.

“Feed me,” she mumbles with my dick partially inside her mouth, and I can’t hold on, just as I feel myself letting go. She moves her head backward and sticks her tongue out as I spill into her mouth.

“Fuck. That’s fucking hot,” I whisper, amazed as she closes her flooded mouth and swallows my warm seed. A little bit trickles down her chin, and she flicks her tongue out to get it.

“You’re delicious,” she says and smiles up at me.

I lift her to stand up and take her lips, taking a bit of myself, even if she’s consumed every drop of me. Thrusting my tongue into her mouth, I’m met with the same desperate need of desire.

“Lie down, Eve,” I say with every intention to give this woman the orgasm she deserves because there is no way I’ve finished with her. Not now. Maybe not ever.

She does exactly as I tell her, and this time, I get on my knees for her and position myself, opening her legs and moving between them with every purpose to worship her as she deserves.

Hovering my body over hers, I kiss her lips; it’s a soft kiss to warm her up, and as I pull away, I move my lips to her chin and then her jaw. My hand slides up her waist, caressing her smooth, supple, creamy hips and waist, and then take hold of her breast as my lips and tongue slide down her neck. I nip a little of her neck, and when I hear her hiss, I swipe my tongue to soothe her skin, simultaneously rolling her pebbled nipple between my fingers and tug.

Her moan is my satisfaction; her hips buck, and my body keeps her down. Her breathing gets heavy, and I’ve only just started on her.

I lavish her skin with kisses as I work my hand on her other breast, kissing her face and neck, moving to her breasts. I artfully squeeze her nipple as I playfully use the tip of my tongue to draw circles around it.

“Oh, God!” she sighs, desperate for my cock, but I’m not ready to ride her. I want to relish every part of her.

Taking my time to worship her breasts, I nip, pull, and roll my tongue, lips, and hands over her until I decide to move further down, kissing and dragging my tongue across her abdomen. I want to taste every part of her, sample her before any other male gets their hands on her.

For now, she’s mine, and after this, she’ll always be mine.

I kiss the top of her mound. She’s soft and hairless, except for a small light blonde tuft that’s barely noticeable. I drop my mouth to her cunt, and wedge my tongue between her lips as I lick the entire line of her core.

Eve bucks her hips with excitement, and I grab hold of her legs, hooking her thighs over each of my shoulders, and wrap my arms around them to control her better. She lets out a long, pleasured sigh as I plunge my tongue into her, going as deep as I possibly can, feeling her soft, warm folds.

Fuck, this woman tastes sweet, addictive, nothing like I’ve had before. Pussy is pussy, and sometimes one might get that metallic taste if they’re lucky or no taste at all, but she’s delicious, fruity almost but honied, not bitter, or tangy.

Gently I sweep my tongue around her clit, increasing the intensity as I go, building into her excitement. As soon as I insert a finger and find that soft spot, all hell breaks loose with her. Her thighs clamp around my head as she screams, her back arches, and she throws her head back as she comes. That view is something else, and I feel my knob come to life once more.

“Turn around,” I order firmly. “I’m not done with you, Eve. I need to taste every part of you.”

“Every part?” she raises her head and stares at me with shock.

“You never had anal?” I ask curiously.

“Uhmm, no. But I’m open to it.”

I smile.

“I won’t fuck your arse with my dick today, but you said you want all of us. Keep in mind that you will have five men to satisfy. Are you up for the part?”

“Yes, but will you help me?”

“Lesson number one. When your alpha asks you to turn around, you do as asked.”

She blinks her understanding and turns on her stomach.

Fuck me.

Yesterday, my gaze avoided focusing on her body at the lagoon, but now I’ve been given that right to her body and own it. I take a long gaze at those two chunky globes staring straight at me, daring me to smack them.

Slap. They're firm, not like jello, but as I grab one to soothe the skin, it’s so soft and juicy.

“You are so gorgeous,” I sigh heavily.

“Slap me again. Harder this time,” she says, and so I do.

“You like that?”

“Yes. But I want you to show me how you want to fuck me.” She raises her arse at me.

“Have you ever had a finger in your bum?”

She giggles, “When you say it like that, it sounds dirty.”

I reach out and move her onto the slanted position. I want her on her knees, and her arse cheeks open like a bud as I observe her pretty puckered hole. I hover down and dig my tongue into her as my hand curves under her, and my finger reaches for her clit. She jerks from excitement as I probe her open and wet her honey hole.

The more I stimulate her clit, the more her hole opens up and accepts my tongue. She’s getting more aroused by the second, and just before she comes, I move my face away and replace my tongue with a finger. I watch it slowly disappear inside her, and I swear I’m going to come seeing her take me like this.

Eve is a willing participant and wants me to teach her everything I know. I’m eager to show her the world, and when I dare try a second finger, she hisses but takes me as I gently stretch her. Because one day, my fat cock will claim this beautiful, plump arse of hers.

She starts whimpering, and I feel her channel squeeze my finger tight. So fucking tight. Her body quakes, her muscles convulse over my fingers, and she bucks as she rides out her release.

“I want more, godammit,” she cries out, and I remove my hands from her, slide her juices all over my cock. I lean down and slide my tongue across her hole to catch more of her taste before moving over her and grabbing her hips to plant them where I need her to be.

“Are you sure you want to do this? Because once I’m inside you, you’re officially mine,” I state.

“I’m yours, goddamit. I need you to fuck and claim me.”

I kiss the back of her neck, and with one strong thrust, my pulsating dick enters her core. I grab her hair together in a bunch and pull her head back as I ride her, thrusting and grinding my pelvis against her, taking her in such a primitive way. I pump my cock, and she presses her arse against me, taking everything I give her.

“Oh God, this feels so good. Ride me hard, my alpha,” she screams, and I keep hold of her hair and watch my dick slide in and disappear inside those tight walls.

It feels amazing. I let go of her hair and pull out of her as I grab her hips and flip her over. I raise her leg and toss it on my shoulder as I slam back inside her.

“When I come, I want to see you, and you see me. This is it, Eve. Us. Mine.”

I brush my hands over her sweaty face sweeping her light blonde hair aside. She’s so stunningly beautiful, and I keep driving my knob up into her and groan like a beast from her perfect tightness.

“God, Eve, you are gorgeous,” I growl, and she smiles at me.

Eve gives up trying to hold back, and she cries out for me, the sound of her pleasure filling the air while my cock throbs with need the deeper I go. She clenches her walls around me, pulling me in deeper, and rakes her nails down my back, marking me, claiming me, just as I take her. Suddenly I grunt and then roar hard as I release myself inside her, my cock throbbing as I fill her with my seed. Every muscle in my body goes from tight and taut to slack. But my knob still pulses, making the last part of my pleasure even more incredible.

Letting her leg down gently, I stretch my neck and rain a ton of kisses over her neck and face, causing her to giggle. She has such a magnificent voice.

Pulling out of her, I roll to the side, wrapping my arms around her. I bring her with me. It’s become dark around us, and the sounds of the evening come to life. I suddenly realize we’ve become one with the exotic island, adapting to our primal instincts.

I kiss her head with that thought.

“We should make our way to camp,” I whisper, not wanting to break what I have with her.

She sighs at my statement.

“I’m reluctant to share you with the others and would love to keep you just a little longer,” I admit.

She doesn’t respond. Instead, she nestles herself even closer and kisses my chest.

“Tell me your name,” she says softly.

I think momentarily.

“Foster. Foster Coldwell. You’ve earned it, but the others have not. ”

“I’m going to call you Mr. Coldwell, but when it's just you and I, then I’ll call you Foster.”

“I like that idea,” and lean back and kiss her nose.

“Unfortunately, we do need to make it back, darling.”

I’m the first to break away and scramble to find her clothes and get her dressed before I collect mine, with the only light from the moon and stars as they reflect the calm ocean, brightening up the shore.

As we near the campsite, we can smell the seafood the boys must have put on the fire. Eve hesitates, and I take hold of her hand as we pass the threshold and enter the group.

Almost immediately, all four men’s eyes drop to our hands and understand my claim on Eve, but no one says anything, as if the understanding is mutual.

I lean into Eve. “Go sit where you were last night,” I whisper, and she nods and releases my hand to sit between Byron and Zane.

They both make room for her, and I lean over the fire, observing the giant crabs that roast deliciously over the fire.

“We’re almost finished with the roof of the shelter,” Astro says. “I reckon it’ll be okay if it rains tonight, but tomorrow, it should be properly finished to fit everyone comfortably.”

I look over all the material they’ve gathered together to complete tomorrow’s task. Everything from bamboo shoots to small branches and large palm leaves.

“Here,” I watch Byron crack open one of the crabs and pull out some meat, handing it to Eve. I observe her take it and eat it slowly as if it’s the most delicious thing she’s ever had. My mind drifts back to the moment she opened her mouth so I could feed her my cum.

She is amazing.

“What about sleeping arrangements?” Zane's question cuts through the air, pulling me out of my moment of thoughts with Eve. “Have they changed now?”

He’s respectfully asking me. I watch Eve smile as her gaze catches onto me as she gives me a slight nod of her head. She was right the entire time, and I admire her for that.

Straightening my back, I take charge of the moment, plucking a crab from the fire and cracking its shell with a nearby rock.

"Not unless someone desires a change," I assert, my voice firm and confident.

In that instant, I reaffirm my leadership over the group, solidifying my position as their alpha.