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Jack felt his balls tingling, the slapping sound of her ass echoing in the air as it hit that part of him over and over. Then he arched his hips up even higher and strained against the vines when he exploded all of a sudden, his orgasm so violent and wild that his body bucked up with the force of it. He felt Wendy’s muscles clench around him as her orgasm hit her, too, just as intensely as it did him. She ground against his cock to extend it, and their moans and groans melded in the air and mixed with the smell of their most recent activity.

Wendy collapsed on top of him when she was done. After a few seconds, Nell nudged her off so she could climb on top of him and shower him with kisses.

“You still need round two of healing, Lieutenant Jack,” she murmured, tonguing his earlobe. Arousal shot straight down his spine and back to his cock.

“And a special dance from both of us to treat whatever vision impairment you have,” Wendy piped in.

Jack grinned. “That would be wonderful.”





CHAPTER SIX



They had dinner with the queen every night for the rest of the week, and each meal was just as sumptuous as the last, if not more so. Jack had never really spent money on good food back in California, having preferred diner pizza and burgers and the likes. He realized now that that was a mistake, considering good food really made one satisfied—and the good food in Pleasure Island proved that.

Of course, he couldn’t just attribute it to the food. He and Lucas had met some men on the island, and it was obvious that they had only accidentally stumbled upon his place, too, and had never felt luckier. Because they didn’t want to jinx it, they were particularly nice to each other, and it gave all the men there a sense of camaraderie for sharing something so wonderful.

There were also the women, who were too plenty to count and had the sweetest personalities Jack had ever come across. It didn’t harm that they were all gorgeous, too, exotic and beautiful in different ways that the men could basically choose whoever struck their fancy the most per day. While they were sweet on the outside, they were, of course, very different when it came to bed—all aggressive and sensual and kinky, and he loved every bit of it.

Of course, there was the sex—sex day in and day out, with different women and in different positions and places. After the orgy in front of the queen and the sex in the massage room with the special oils, vines and petals, the women invited him to have sex in the most fun places. His particular favorite was when three women brought him to a hot tub that was on top of the palace and facing a view of the beach and the sky above. He watched the sun set while they fed him grapes and mango slices, then they all drank wine until they were relaxed and horny as hell. As the stars rose in the sky, they began to undress for him and proceeded to seduce him one by one, steeping him in pleasure in that warm water and making him come over and over again. He’d fucked them all in the tub, appreciating the stars as much as he appreciated their loud moans of pleasure.

Lucas was particularly secretive about his trysts, preferring to do it in closed doors, and Jack had a feeling his captain had set his sights on one particular woman. He’d once overheard the captain’s groans and a woman’s moans inside one of the palace’s closets, and knew it wasn’t one of his planned sexcapades, considering Lucas had been invited to another massage session at that hour. But Jack minded his own business and didn’t ask about it, considering…well, they were both having all the sex they wanted and enjoying the hell out of it, so why ruin the moment?

That night was the dinner the queen held for all the men, and they all dressed fancily for the occasion. The men were all professionals in their old lives, from doctors to writers to ship captains, and Jack had fun getting to know them. But the topper was the queen herself, who had covered her tits this time and was wearing a gown of tasteful gold and sapphire blue that complimented the color of her skin and made her red hair shine brighter than ever. She was gracious to all of them, taking the time to highlight each of them at the table and get them to open up, and by the end of it Jack was more in awe with the grace she exuded and how she was the epitome of natural beauty and love. The women admired her, too, and it shone in their eyes as they listened to her words with respect and intensity.

Jack, of course, was also horny, but he supposed it could wait for later. So he distracted himself by engaging the writer beside him in conversation, discovering that he’d been traveling on a private plane to get some writing inspiration in the mountains and had been caught in a storm that had struck the plane down. He and the plane pilot survived, and both were very happy here for a good eight months now, with no plans of leaving.

It was a surprise to discover that the queen actually allowed men to leave, telling them that they were free to do as they wished. Of course, the moment they left, this place would be very hard to find again, which was a turn off for the lot—and the major reason no one wanted to leave at all.

Why leave paradise?

When dinner was done, Queen Lavena stood up and called them to the wide hall, where she asked the men to gather in a circle facing out. They did so, and watched as the women came in one by one, draped in ivory clothing and intricate leaves hanging on their waists. There were pearls and flowers on their hair, which made them all look even more exotic than before.

The women surrounded them, a circle outside their circle and facing them. Jack watched a brunette that looked like a Eurasian spitfire stand in front of him with her eyes gleaming in desire, and his cock rose in response.

Queen Lavena stood on her throne chair, bringing a glass of wine with her and toasting it in the air.

“To more pleasures to come for all of us,” she announced.

A bell sounded, and the rooftop opened, shocking them with colorful flower petals raining down on them. Then the sky cleared to give them a view of the twinkling stars.

That was all Jack was able to take in before the women walked over to them.

Then the women began to slide their hands on the men and undress them.





CHAPTER SEVEN



Lucas couldn’t believe his luck as Izibel stood in front of him, her fingers running all over his body before settling at the top of his collar to undress him. He was wearing his uniform, and the feel of her sliding the buttons open one by one had him more aroused than any of the rituals had ever done to him by the women in this island.

He hadn’t seen her for two days straight, as she was busy attending to some needs of the queen and couldn’t get away. So she went ahead and sent two women in his room to please him, and while the sex was mindblowing, it just wasn’t as intense as when she was there, because there was a connection with her that left him breathless and wanting more every time she left.

Now, anticipation coursed through his veins as she finally removed his top and began working on unzipping his slacks. It was already tight down below, and her lips slid up in a knowing smile as she finally eased the material down and found him commando beneath. His cock jutted out and up in the air the moment it was freed, and she rubbed her thumb at the tip to spread his pre-cum over his mushroom head.

Lucas bit his lip to stifle a groan. Then he waited as she followed the other women’s queue. When all the men were undressed, the women stood on tiptoe and kissed them on the lips. Lucas pulled her the extra few inches fast, kissing her hard and hungrily that she melted immediately in his arms. His tongue slid in and sought hers out, and they duelled hungrily, starving for the taste of each other.

At the corner of his eye, he could see the other men undressing their designated women—and so he did, too, but only by sliding the ivory cloth down her shoulders until her breasts were exposed for him. They looked heavy and full, the nipples pink and hard, and he let his thumbs rub over them repeatedly until they puckered even more. Izibel pressed her body against him as she licked at his bottom lip, and he ground his cock against her stomach, loving the way she moaned out for him.

When he could no longer resist the temptation of her tits, he carried her right then and there, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist so that her breasts could be at level with his face. He licked one at first, then the other—then he proceeded to capture one perfect tip with his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before sucking forcefully. She trembled in his arms, and he repeated the motion on her other nipple, using his teeth the carefully graze and add more spice to his teasing.

There were moans and groans from the other people in the hall with them, and he could see some men had invited other women to partake in the pleasure. But now, he wanted Izibel all to himself and all his attention on her, and so he slid her skirt up and tore her panties off, walking towards a nearby wall and pressing her back against it. Then he began to thrust inside her right then and there, his cock sliding in to the hilt and filling her sweet pussy.

Lucas didn’t give her time to adjust. He pulled his cock out and plunged back in, her breasts bouncing with the movement and her eyes widening in shock. Shock turned to pleasure as he repeated it over and over, pounding inside her like an animal, letting her feel exactly how much he missed fucking her. She responded in kind, grinding back against him and clutching on to his shoulders for purchase as he fucked her hard and fast, never once stopping or missing a beat as her body slapped against his. Her butt slammed against the wall at his every thrust, and from the sweet cries coming out of her mouth, he could it turned her on.