Lost Paradise (The Savages of the Blue Lagoon)

32. Chapter 32

Chapter 32

“How do you think the others are doing?” Eve asks me. “Regarding taking the little girl home?”

Home.

It has a different meaning for so many people.

For the young girl, it’s an area in this jungle where her family consists of primitive folk who live in bamboo huts and breed with each other.

I gaze at Eve as she opens up one of the blankets we brought with us to sit down on. I don’t need to ask her what home is for her. It’s a comfortable, luxurious place where she has everything to her heart’s desire, but it’s empty of love and emotional warmth, and two parents who use her against each other.

My eyes land on Zane. I don’t know that much about his background, but I do know that he sacrificed his love of American football to get fast out of the small town he loathed to call home and his parents, who live without any real purpose in life.

And then there’s me. My concept of home is similar to Eve’s, except I don’t even have the luxury of having parents to use me against each other. As much as I would have loved to have any parent to show any interest in me, even superficially, it would be a step up from where I am. But I see that Eve isn’t much better off than me. She craves someone to love her without needing a reason. I, on the other hand, settled a long time ago that my father was capable of offering me the world, but in return, I would need to disown any relation to him first.

“Hey sexy,” Eve catches my attention, and I raise my brow at her. While I might refute the claim that I am anything but sexy, the most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on believes I am. So, I won’t object to her claim.

“Sorry, Firebug,” I say. “I was lost in thought. I think the fellas are capable of getting in and out of the natives' territory unnoticed.” I join her on the blanket. “I wouldn’t worry about them.”

“They are probably going apeshit about us not returning tonight,” Zane says, returning with an opened coconut sprout and handing it to Eve. She takes it with a smile, splits it three ways, and passes a piece to me and Zane.

“Nah, I’m good, Firecracker,” Zane says as he takes a place on her free side and gives her a peck on the cheek. Eve blushes, the pink hue spreading across her cheeks in the soft moonlight filtering through the dense jungle canopy.

I watch the exchange, feeling a strange mix of closeness and an unspoken connection binding the three of us. The isolation of the island has forged a bond that goes beyond mere survival. The world beyond here feels like a distant memory, and in this moment, our small circle is all that matters.

Eve’s eyes sparkle as she looks from Zane to me, a warm smile playing on her lips. “It’s just us out here. Feels like we’re the last people on earth.”

“Feels like we are,” I agree, my voice softer than I intended. “And somehow, that makes everything more intense, more real.”

Zane nods, leaning back on his elbows, his gaze drifting up to the star-filled sky. “It’s strange, but I don’t think I’ve ever felt more alive. There’s something about this place, about us.”

Eve takes a deep breath, the rise and fall of her chest mesmerizing in the dim light of the small fire we’ve made. She reaches out, her hand brushing against mine, then Zane’s, drawing us both closer. “Maybe it’s because we’re not just surviving, we’re living. Really living.”

Her words hang in the air, and for a moment, we’re all lost in our thoughts, the silence of the jungle surrounding us. Then, as if by some unspoken agreement, we shift closer together, our bodies finding a natural rhythm, a comforting closeness.

I feel the warmth of Eve’s hand as she intertwines her fingers with mine. Zane mirrors the gesture on her other side, and we form a circle of connection, a testament to our unity. The boundaries of friendship blur, and an unspoken understanding passes between us .

Zane’s hand moves to Eve’s cheek, his touch gentle and reassuring. “You’re incredible, you know that? Strong, resilient, and you’ve kept us going more times than I can count.”

Eve laughs softly, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “I couldn’t have done it without you two. You’re my anchors, my strength.”

I lean in, my lips finding her other cheek, placing a tender kiss there. “We’re a team. We’ve always been stronger together.”

The air around us seems to thicken with unspoken emotions, and the bond between us is intense. Eve turns her head, her lips brushing against mine in a tentative kiss. It’s soft at first, almost hesitant, but then deepens, a wave of warmth and desire washing over us.

Zane moves closer, his lips finding the sensitive spot on Eve’s neck, eliciting a soft gasp from her. She responds by pulling us both tighter, our bodies pressing together in a tangle of limbs and shared heat.

For the first time since we landed on this island, the worries and fears of survival fade away. I never believed I could do this but I want to be with Eve, even if Zane watches us, even if he wants to participate.

I just want Eve. I want my cock dripping with her juices.

The night is warm and humid, the air thick with anticipation as Eve’s gaze meets mine. Her eyes are filled with a soft intensity, an invitation I can’t resist. She leans in, her lips skimming against mine in a slow, languid kiss.

I cup her face with my hands, my thumbs gently caressing her cheeks as the kiss deepens. Our tongues meet, exploring each other with a slow, deliberate longing. The world around us fades, leaving only the taste and feel of Eve, her warmth enveloping me. She responds eagerly, with light moans that only painfully stiffen my knob, her fingers threading through my hair, pulling me closer.

That pleasure sound that vibrates softly from her into my mouth…fuck …it’s breathtakingly beautiful.

I can feel her breath quicken as our kiss grows more passionate, a mix of desire and affection that’s been building for what feels like an eternity. My hands slide down to her waist, drawing her even nearer, our bodies pressed together in a perfect, intimate fit. The intensity of our connection sends a shiver down my spine, and I can sense her trembling with the same longing.

Breaking the kiss with a soft gasp, Eve turns towards Zane, her eyes still filled with that same inviting intensity. He doesn’ t hesitate, leaning in to claim her lips in a kiss that’s just as deep and fervent. His hands move to her shoulders, then slide down her arms in a slow, appreciative caress. She moans softly against his lips, her hands roaming over his back, feeling the strength and security in his embrace.

Zane’s kiss is a perfect blend of tenderness and hunger, his tongue dancing with hers in a rhythm that speaks of both comfort and desire. Eve melts into his touch, her fingers gripping his shoulders as if anchoring herself in the moment. The way they move together is seamless, a testament to their bond.

I watch them, my own pulse quickening at the sight. Eve’s free hand reaches out for me, pulling me closer so that we’re all connected. Her touch is electric, sparking a new wave of desire that flows between the three of us. I place gentle kisses along her neck, feeling her shiver with each one, while Zane continues to explore her mouth with a deep, lingering kiss.

We move together in a dance of intimacy, our touches and kisses creating a tapestry of connection and desire. Eve’s response is a symphony of gasps and sighs, her body arching towards us as if seeking more.

Her breath comes in quick, shallow huffs as our kisses grow more urgent, the heat between us growing. With a shared, unspoken understanding, Zane and I begin to undress her, our hands moving with a mix of reverence and desire. My fingers tremble slightly as I untie the knot of her shirt, revealing the smooth, pale skin beneath. Zane follows my lead, unfastening her bra and gently sliding the straps off her shoulders and down her arms.

As the fabric falls away, my eyes are drawn to her breasts. They’re full, round, and imperfectly shaped, rising and falling with each of her breaths. Her nipples, a delicate shade of pink, stand erect in the cool night air.

My gaze lingers, captivated by the sight of her. Her breasts are a mesmerizing blend of softness and firmness, the perfect embodiment of her strength and femininity. Each curve and contour is accentuated by the moonlight, creating a contrast that highlights their natural beauty.

Her skin glows in the soft moonlight, and every curve and line is a testament to her beauty. My eyes trace the outline of her body, filled with awe and appreciation .

I can't resist the urge to touch her, to feel the warmth and softness beneath my fingertips. Gently, I cup her breasts in my hands, my thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples. The reaction is immediate; a soft gasp escapes her lips, her back arching as she presses into my touch. The sensation of her hardened nipples against my skin sends a jolt of desire through me, intensifying the already electric connection between us.

Eve’s hands reach up, covering mine, encouraging me to continue.

The way her nipples react, stiffening further under my caress, is intoxicating. It’s as if her body is communicating with me, urging me to explore further, to deepen our connection.

I lean in, placing a series of tender kisses along her collarbone and down to the swell of her breasts. My lips brush against her skin, trailing a path of warmth and longing. When I reach her nipple, I take it gently into my mouth, sucking softly. Eve’s response is immediate and powerful; she moans, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulls me closer.

Zane’s hands join mine, his touch mirroring my own as he caresses her other breast. Together, we worship her body, the taste of her skin, the feel of her hardened nipples against my tongue, and the sound of her pleasure create a symphony that drowns out everything else.

I pull away as Zane moves lower, his hands finding the waistband of her shorts, easing them down over her hips and thighs.

As the last of her clothing falls away, we both take a moment to drink in the sight of her. Eve lies before us, her curves accentuated by the dim light. Her pale skin glistens with a faint sheen of sweat, and the rise and fall of her chest betray her own excitement.

“You’re beautiful,” I whisper, my voice filled with genuine admiration. I lean in, placing a series of tender kisses along her collarbone, down to the swell of her breasts. Zane echoes my sentiments silently, his hands gliding over her hips and thighs, feeling the smoothness of her skin beneath his fingertips.

Eve’s hands move to our shirts, pulling them each off with a sense of urgency. Her touch is electric, sending waves of heat through my body as she explores our bare chests. Zane and I exchange a glance, a silent agreement passing between us as we stand up and quickly shed the rest of our clothing.

Standing before her, I can see the appreciation in her eyes as she takes us in. Her gaze travels over Zane’s lean, muscular frame, then to mine, lingering on the lines of our bodies. She bites her lip, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth, a mix of anticipation and admiration clear in her expression.

We both sit on our knees in front of her.

“You two are quite the sight,” she murmurs, her voice tinged with playful admiration. Her hands move over our chests, tracing the contours of our muscles down to our abs. Her touch is both gentle and possessive, claiming us as much as we’ve claimed her.

I move closer, my hands finding her waist, pulling her towards me. Our bodies press together, skin to skin, and Zane moves in behind her, his hands resting on her hips, feeling the warmth radiate from her. We envelop her in our embrace, the three of us fitting together in a perfect, intimate connection.

Eve tilts her head back and takes Zane's mouth as I continue to worship her body. My hand slides down to her slit, and I find the warm wetness of her core. She welcomes my touch by spreading her thighs, and I slip a finger through her soft folds.

“How wet is she?” Zane breaks from her lips.

“Soaked,” I say as I find her clit and begin rubbing light circles.

Eve responds with a slight jolt and a groan.

“You want us both, baby?” Zane whispers in her ears as she grabs onto his thighs to steady herself as I continue to taunt her with my fingers.

“Yes, both…oh…yes.”

He chuckles lightly as his gaze meets mine with amusement. “Good girl.”

“Spread your legs out, Eve,” I instruct, removing my hand from her pussy. “I want you to feed me what I’ve been craving for too long.”

She reacts precisely how I expected her to as she clamps her teeth down on her lip and nods. I help pull her legs towards the front, and Zane pulls her chest backward towards him. Leaning forward, I slide my hands under her arse and lift her hips upwards, then hook her legs on either side of my shoulders and growl.

I lock my eyes with her as I lick the entire line of her core, causing her to gasp. When I press my tongue deeper and stroke her from top to bottom, she grabs hold of a chunk of my hair, encouraging me to continue. I have no intention of stopping .

Stiffening my tongue, I drive it deep into her, fucking her with it. My own pleasurable groans vibrate through her, and when I center my mouth over her clit and suck, she groans louder and yanks my hair tighter.

I ignore her and go back to licking her like my life depends on it. My tongue dipping deeper, paying particular attention to her clit and twirling my tongue over it. Suddenly, I feel her muscles locking up, that telltale moment when I know she’s about to ricochet through the heavens as her orgasm starts to crash over her like a freight train. I continue to hit that particular spot on her clit as I drive three fingers inside her, hitting another soft spot.

“Ahh!!” she yells as her body twitches. I gaze up and watch Zane hold her firmly as she wriggles and thrashes over me.

Taking the opportunity, I remove my face from her sweet-tasting pussy, drop her legs from my shoulders and take hold of her.

“I’m flipping you onto all fours,” I inform her. “Can you handle it?”

She nods, her chest running wild as she catches her breath from her climax.

Using some of her juices and rubbing it on my knob, I mix it with the precum beaded on the tip and then take hold of her hips and drive myself into her. I pump hard, and she presses her arse back against my cock.

I feel Eve adjust herself as she lowers her body further, positioning her hands on either side of Zane's thighs, and leans forward to take his knob into her mouth. I close my eyes and focus on what’s going on with my own cock. I slam in and out of her pussy, destroying her in all the best ways possible.

Her orgasm hits her out of nowhere this time, and I continue my punishing pace, riding her fast and hard as blissful tremors continue tearing through her body. She’s screaming and whimpering as her body convulses.

As if she has a newfound wind of energy, she counters my thrusts with vigor, determined to fuck me with powerful thrusts. I drive myself up into her and groan like a beast from the perfect tightness of her sweet body.

I am ravenous because of Eve. I’ve never felt this savage before in my life, but I want this; she wants this. It’s not long until I feel my torso muscles tighten, sweat dripping down my face, gripping the soft curves of her hips, and I roar out my release, depositing myself inside her.

My eyes still tightly shut, I hold her still, squeezing her hips. My fingers dig deep into her flesh as I feel every last drop of sensation course through me until there’s nothing left, and I’m left feeling drained yet lifted into a state of pure, unadulterated euphoria.

Withdrawing from her, I grab the towel Zane hands me, which he plucked out of the bag we took from the facility, and wipe her down. She now has her face planted into his lap, and she’s finishing off the job she started.

“I need to fuck you, Firecracker,” he breaths out, lifting her head with a fistful of her hair.

I plant a kiss on Eve’s arse before getting up and leaving them to it. Not venturing too far away, but enough to give them some privacy, I find a spot to take a piss.

I stand here; it’s pitch black in the middle of the jungle, holding my dick and pointing towards my target, a darkness I cannot see. The sound of my stream hitting the ground is oddly soothing in the silence of the night, blending with the distant hum of insects and the rustling leaves. My thoughts begin to wander, drifting back to the circumstances that brought us here and the surreal situation we’re now entrenched in.

Eve’s moans echo faintly behind me. She’s been a beacon of strength and resilience through all of this, and I can’t help but marvel at how she’s handled everything. From the moment we landed on this godforsaken island, she’s been nothing short of incredible. Strong, resourceful, and unflinchingly brave.

I shift my weight slightly, adjusting my aim in the dark. My thoughts flicker to Zane. We started off as roommates; just shy of forty-eight hours later, we were thrust into this life-changing momentum. We’ve been through a lot together, and our bond has only deepened in the face of adversity.

But this... this new connection with Eve is something I never saw coming. It’s raw, intense, and profoundly real.

As I finish up, shaking off the last few drops, I can’t help but wonder about the future. The uncertainty of our situation looms over me like the dense canopy above. What if we don’t find a way off this island?

When both go silent in the background, I make my way back. Despite everything, I feel a strange sense of peace. Maybe it’s the bond we share, or perhaps it’s the simple fact that, for now, we have each other. As I walk back to them, I know one thing for sure: whatever happens, we’ll face it together. And somehow, that makes all the difference.

Rejoining them, I see Eve’s eyes light up as I approach. Zane gives me a chin-up nod, quickly gets up from the blanket, and approaches me before I get closer. His expression is serious, his voice low as he whispers.

"If the cannibals find us here, I'll fight them off. It’ll give you time to escape with Eve." His eyes flicker with a mix of determination and fear. "I think, despite Astro’s refusal to discuss what happened, he was traumatized by his ordeal. I don’t want Eve to ever suffer that."

I study Zane for a moment, my mind reeling from his words. "You’d sacrifice yourself for her?"

He looks at her as she quietly turns on her side facing us and closes her eyes.

“Without a doubt.” He confirms.

“Do you love her?” I ask quietly, needing to know the depth of his commitment.

Zane’s eyes meet mine, unwavering. "Who the fuck would sacrifice themselves for someone they don’t love?"

His words hang in the air, heavy with truth. I feel a pang in my chest, realizing that I’m not alone in my feelings for Eve. The bond we share is more than just physical; it’s a connection forged in the fires of our struggle.

I look back at Eve, her form illuminated by the soft glow of the moon shining through the tall palm trees above us and the fire burning nearby. Her strength, her beauty, her resilience—they all draw me in, making me want to protect her at any cost.

We stand there for a moment, the weight of our mutual realization settling between us. It’s a silent pact, an understanding that we’ll do whatever it takes to keep her safe.

As we walk back to the blanket, I feel a renewed sense of purpose. Zane and I exchange a glance, a silent agreement that we’ll protect her no matter what. We sit back down, our bodies close, forming a protective barrier around Eve.

Eve looks at us, sensing the change in the air. She smiles softly, her hand reaching out to touch mine, then Zane’s. "Everything okay?" she asks, her eyes filled with concern.

"Yeah," I reply, squeezing her hand gently, and let go so I can wrap my arm around the back of her neck and drag her lips to mine for a kiss. "Everything’s fine."

Zane settles behind her back and brushes her hair toward her shoulder.

“Sleep, Eve. We’ll need our strength tomorrow for the long walk with all our stuff we have to carry.” He kisses her shoulder, and she looks at me one last time before closing her eyes.

At this moment, surrounded by the darkness of the jungle and the uncertainty of our situation, I feel a strange sense of peace with the crystal clear realization that I would put my life in front of Eve to make sure she stays safe.