Jungle Fever

by Celeste Anwar

  Nothing more in depth than that, she thought. The possibility that their feelings didn’t echo her own hurt to believe, but she was a realist. Their romp through the jungle, this precious, strenuous time wouldn´t change that as well as everything else about her damned personality!

  With a sigh, she turned her thoughts to the Russian, the prick. If she’d had one handy, she could easily run him over with a Mack truck. What he was didn´t repulse her, it was what he´d done and what he´d been considering doing. He´d knowingly dragged her away against her will. If she hadn´t have been able to escape and he´d taken her wherever he was staying, obviously he would have wanted sex. She would have refused, so it was more than likely that he would have taken what she wasn’t willing to give, and there would have been no one there to stop him.

  Why couldn´t he take advantage of her if no one knew about it? There was no reason for him not to have what he wanted, so that automatically racketed up her dislike for him. She also wasn´t pleased that his actions had caused her to reconsider her feelings for her three guys. Although she wasn´t saying or even thinking what she was beginning to feel for them, she knew what it was. If he hadn´t have come along and upset the rhythms of the group, she would have continued denying her feelings for them. He´d forced them out into the open for her, which made them harder to lock down--bastard.

  As soon as they reached the other pack, that would take them one step nearer to escaping the island. She was pleased for the men, though she didn’t relish the day they would separate, or the fight that lay ahead of them.

  They would go back to their own lives, and she, back to her lonely life and probably a jail cell with her luck. No matter what happened, she knew that there would be no future for them beyond the island. Even though it hurt her soul, she knew it to be the truth, and she had to accept it. The future held nothing for the four of them, c´est la vie.

  When they’d reached their destination, they almost stumbled over the other pack, well it felt like that to her anyway, but she thought the feeling was reciprocated by everyone. They were all shocked when they happened upon the four other men. All eight of the men shifted to cat form, bowing up and growling at each other, showing superiority. One by one, they started to shift back into their human forms.

  Nikolai shifted first, he yelled out to the four strangers, “Chill! It´s me, they´re trying to escape this shithole. I assumed you´d want in?”

  At his words, the four lions became men and finally, seeing peace within their grasp, her men shifted too. It was quite comical really. They all looked at each other, wariness etched across their faces, and held their hands up in surrender. Maybe it wouldn’t have been so shocking if they weren’t all standing around half naked. She felt almost embarrassed and shifted her eyes, concentrating on her panthers.

  She sighed in pleasure as Armando stepped forward, her eyes on his carved, rounded butt. She felt her face heat as Remy caught the direction of her gaze and grinned knowingly at her. He gave her a wink, as if he knew the direction her thoughts lay. Yvonne averted her eyes and concentrated on what Armando said to the other group of men.

  “Look it´s simple, we want off this place, we need more cats to help us do it. The lady behind me is called Yvonne. She was brought in by the Project to catch the cats and take them back to the facility.”

  The group turned towards her with glares. Armando growled at them for their attention, “If you don´t want to spend the rest of your lives here, then you need to listen to me. You attack her, you fight us all—okay?”

  Reluctantly, they agreed with nods and grunts of approval, so he continued, “She´s on our side, don´t doubt that. She´s told us more about this damned island than we´ve managed to learn in all the wasted fucking months here, so we need her, we know shit without her--don´t forget that either. The only way in or out is by ship, the port is guarded by a fleet of small vessels and a guard tower watches over the whole charade, if there´s enough of us, we can grab the boat Yvonne came in on and get rid of the security men. According to Yvonne, the ships are pretty big, so the crews are going to be too, we need to get out of here as quickly as possible, and hopefully without being seen. If we´re seen, we´re fucked. We´re adding to the plan as we go, but simplicity is always best, if we can get to a boat then we´re almost halfway there. Which is better than no way there in my opinion, do you want to join us and bring more ideas to the pot?”

  One of the men moved forward, and said, “There´s a lot of holes in your escape route, but I´m willing to join you. At least we´re doing something to get off this island. I´m Jake.”

  “Are the rest of you with us?” Armando asked the other three. They all nodded sternly and spat out their names, “Daniel, Kyle, Connor. ”

  “I´m Remy, he´s Rafe, and the guy talking to you is Armando. We’ll make camp here tonight, since you have a setup already in place. Night´s almost here, and we´d best sleep as soon as we can, we can talk more and finalize plans tomorrow,” Remy told the others, and started to move to a little area that was backed by a small cluster of trees.

  Rafe and Armando joined them. Yvonne stood back and watched them move, their butts were poetry in motion, she didn´t care that they might have an audience, even knew that they´d have to be quiet so as not to be heard, but either way, she was fucking those guys, tonight!

  As much as she hated to admit it, they’d worked her into an aching frenzy of desire, and she was tired of holding herself back. She walked over, her movement must have had a predatory air about them becauses Rafe´s eyebrows shot up towards his hair in surprise.

  She walked closer and he curled an arm around her waist and brought her closer to his chest, he whispered in her ear, “Wait until dark.”

  Nodding her agreement, she still felt fidgety and on edge. She couldn´t sit still and watched the lions and tiger make a bed for the night. Each man took a separate space for themselves. They weren´t bunking together, which she noted, but she didn´t care. They were sleeping far away enough that they wouldn´t be able to see her and the guys going at it. They might be able to hear, but she was hoping for a busy jungle night with loads of squawking and hissing to cover up her moans and groans.

  She would normally have been uncomfortable at the thought of someone overhearing her with a guy, but primal, hungry part of her had taken control and was bound for satisfaction.

  She didn´t give a shit, wanted to be staked and claimed by her men, no matter what. She sat cross legged on the floor, with her eyes focused on the sky, as soon as twilight darkened the forest to a suitable level and they’d all had a little to eat from what the men had gathered, she stood up and started to strip for “bed.”

  Yvonne untied her boots, removed her socks and laid them over the top to dry out. Slowly, she pulled her ragged t-shirt over her head, pulling her sports bra with it at the same time. Her movements drew the attention of the three men. Practically feeling their eyes move over her smooth, dark skin like a caress, she could feel her arousal and desire rising with each passing second. So much so that she wanted to scream.

  They were focused on her breasts and the dark, tight peaks that pebbled in the slight breeze wafting past her skin. She jiggled them slightly as she moved, then proceeded to take off her pants, she was soon naked in front of them and loving it. Reveled in it, in fact.

  Yvonne stood there for a moment, waiting for one of them to approach her. Remy was the first to pounce, hooking a leg over his hip, she planted her mouth on his, her tongue diving straight away into his. Her arms snaked around his neck, and she clung to him, pressed her breasts into his hairy chest, and rubbed her nipples on his taut skin.

  Rocking her pussy onto his cock, she mewled slightly when one of the guys stopped her from riding Remy´s cock. She didn´t know which, until he leaned forward and she felt the brush of Rafael´s hair on her shoulder.

  Yvonne shivered at the tickling, silky sensation and felt her skin prickle with goose flesh. Removing her mouth from Remy´s to plant it on his cord
ed neck, she suckled his skin, wanting him with a fire that burned deep in her belly to mark him as hers. She sucked and licked and bit, all the while her eyes squinted into the darkness for Armando.

  Desire built low in her belly, making her wet and ready for them. She wasn’t sure how long she could hold out before they took her and satisfied her longings.

  Her pussy quivered when she finally saw him. He sat, leaning his back against a tree trunk, one arm behind his head supporting his neck, the other hand was fisted around his cock as he watched her with the two men. She locked her gaze with his as her mouth continued to work at Remy´s skin.

  She hummed as Remy´s hands moved to fondle her breasts and pinch her nipples, and Rafe´s moved down to her spread pussy lips and tickle the sensitive flesh.

  She instinctively bit down hard on Remy´s shoulder when Rafe plunged a finger inside her slick channel. With a grunt, Remy continued to pinch and tease her nipples, she soon felt one of Rafe´s hands on her butt, the other was working her pussy and Remy´s other hand was fondling and plucking at her clit.

  To be touched by both men down there was like waving a red flag to a bull, clamping her leg around his hips, she bit down harder as she came; the explosions behind her eyelids working wonders to shut the hidden side of her up, who was practically groaning her pleasure.

  When she felt Remy lift her other leg up and plant it around his waist, she knew what was coming, in one swift thrust, he was deep inside her. Her inner muscles fluttered with the orgasm, alternately clamping and releasing his cock, longing to feel that curve in his dick rub the bundle of nerves only he´d been able to find. He used his strength to lift her up and down on his cock, but she soon took control, she knew that Rafael was behind them to catch them if they fell, so she didn´t worry, as she clutched Remy´s hips and pulled away from his dick slowly, and then sank down heavily.

  Grinding herself against him, she whimpered in frustration as the position didn´t allow the curve in his cock to work her G-spot like it had before.

  “Remy,” she sobbed, “lay down, please, please, please.” She moved her hips in little pulses all the while, trying to rub it, but it just worked her even higher until she thought she´d scream if she didn´t come soon with him inside her.

  Clinging to him like her life depended upon it, she felt him bend his legs into a crouch, he then somehow lie back on the ground with Rafe´s help. When he was flat on his back, she widened her legs, then pushing her knees into the soft ground, she leaned forward into a press up position, her head hanging over his.

  Using the strength in her arms to keep her upright, she worked his cock in and out of her pussy, by thrusting her hips like he would, she didn´t ride him, she pivoted her hips to thrust on to and off his dick. The position worked wonders for her sopping flesh. She could feel moisture seep out onto her inner thighs and trickle down onto Remy.

  Her wetness soaking them both excited her, and she started to thrust heavily onto him, with little whimpers she pressed herself further down his dick with each movement, until she was just rocking against him, working him deeper inside and finally he touched that spot, her whole body quivered for five whole seconds, before her mind let go. Her body sang with relief, her mind floated off to revel in the heaven she was experiencing. She felt more tears leak down from her eyes, as she collapsed against Remy, who grabbed her hips and thrust her still fluttering pussy on his cock. It didn´t take long for him to come, and as soon as he did, Rafe lifted her off him. With another mewl, of displeasure this time, she reluctantly let his wilting cock go, and allowed Rafe to move her.

  He settled her on her back this time, spread her legs as wide as possible, and then moved between them. Before he did anything though, Armando was there plunging his fingers inside her, gathering Remy´s semen and her wetness, he then rubbed it over breasts, she lay lifeless for a while as, clambering over her chest, he worked his cock between the tunnel of her breasts.

  She was more focused on Rafe´s ministrations. He nibbled at her clit for a time, pinching it between his teeth, then biting hard until she squeaked. His fingers remained near her slit at all times, until he started to rub her anus. She shivered in shock, but didn´t say anything, she was in a world of her own. Her ears focused on Armando´s heavy breathing, his pants of pleasure as her soft flesh encompassed his hardness. She felt Remy beside her, waiting, always waiting. Her body was focused on the fingers Rafe was working into her butt, he kept gathering more of her juices, would work her clit until she could feel more gush from her cunt.

  She tried to keep as quiet as possible, but sometimes a groan or sigh would escape her mouth, when he pushed her nearer the cliff that was a climax with these three men. When he pushed one whole finger inside her, she heard him hiss, and mutter, “Fuck, she´s tight.”

  “Her pussy´s tighter than a fist, imagine it with a cock in her butt as well.”

  If she wasn´t so focused on what was happening, she would´ve laughed as all three men shuddered. She felt it, and was pleased at it. Rafe gathered more of her juices on a finger, and it was she who hissed this time.

  “Relax, chérie,” Remy muttered. “You´ll enjoy it, I promise.”

  She moaned slightly as Armando moved and pushed his cock into her face, he grabbed his dick, and pushed it into her open mouth. She sucked what she could, and would sporadically lick and nip at his cock, but her mind was focused on the fingers in her ass. She knew that Remy and Armando were too, they were waiting, waiting for her to be ready for the three of them. Rafe´s fingers scissored inside her, stretching her channel, which made her mumble around Armando´s cock.

  Plunging the five fingers of his other hand into her sopping cunt, he quickly pulled the other fingers out of her butt then wiped her wetness over the rosette of her ass again.

  “She´s ready, Armando, you want to take her here first?” He must have nodded, as he quickly pulled out of her mouth, and stepped away. She felt Rafe move from between her legs to lie next to her on the ground, and Remy helped her roll over and lay on top of him.

  She spread her legs, felt Rafe grab his cock and together they worked him into her pussy, she moaned in pleasure, but lay still atop of him, waiting to see what they would do. She didn´t have to wait long, Armando´s hand soon spread her legs further apart, and she felt his thighs brush the backs of her own. His firm fingers opened her butt cheeks, his cock nestled into the crack and sawed between them for a couple of seconds. She felt the change in him as a second later, the head of his cock nudged into her tight anal opening. She moved her head into the nook of Rafe´s neck, whenever she felt Armando push into her even slightly, she bit down on him.

  “Yvonne, relax!” Armando ordered.

  With a whimper, she quickly obeyed as he used the tone that you should never argue with.

  Pushing ever so slowly, he moved a little deeper, stretching her beyond what she thought possible.

  Her mouth hurt with the pressure she was exerting on Rafe´s flesh, the pain was both excruciating and exquisite, if she hadn´t known that at the end of it, all three of them would be inside her, she would have told him to stop. She concentrated on relaxing, and heard them both hiss as he worked himself deeper into her.

  “Good girl,” he told her.

  Tears of pain, not pleasure this time, trickled down her cheeks, so she released Rafe´s skin, and said, “For fuck´s sake, push in, I´ll deal with the pain then!”

  Remy chuckled and muttered quietly, “Better do as the boss says, Armando!”

  She heard a spitting sound, then felt a hand brush her butt cheeks, she assumed Armando was wetting his cock. “Brace her Rafe. It´ll hurt, cariña!” he said quietly.

  She waited one second, then two, and he thrust into her, all the way. She grunted low and long, the tears leaked from her eyes again, but she could feel the tension of both men under and above her, knew they were fighting their arousal, so she assumed it was alright for them. The pain was so bad, it was more of a discomfort than anything else, something
was inside of her in an area where it shouldn´t be, but she worked hard to relax and accept his dick, and tried to focus on the pleasure at the end of the tunnel and not concentrate on the pain.

  Armando´s hand buried between Rafe and her, then moved between her thighs, although the position was uncomfortable, he managed to rub her clit. She felt herself start to respond, her body lubed itself to ease their passage as he used his four fingers to rub the swollen nub. It made her feel more sensitive, and she could feel herself start to clutch at Rafe´s thick cock. As he rubbed, Armando thrust into her, slowly, but as her mind was focused on his fingers, she accepted it easily. It wasn´t long before she started to pant, and when they heard her reaction, they all started to move, Remy lifted her head, and positioned his cock in front of her mouth.

  With a groan she accepted it, sucking the length deep and wriggling her tongue around it. Rafe started to thrust in time to Armando´s motion. She heard the groan from both men as both cock heads rubbed the other, separated by a thin wall of flesh inside her depths.

  Her cunt clutched at them, her anal muscles clenched. She’d never been so full, so stretched in all her life. The heat of their bodies trapping her between them raised her lust to a fever pitch.

  She couldn’t help but moan as Rafe’s fingers replaced Armando´s. His calloused fingers rubbed her quickly, moving them in time to their thrusts. She knew it wouldn´t be long for any of them to reach climax.

  Remy grabbed her head and worked her mouth, fucking her face and making her suck him greedily. A thick finger , she assumed it was Armando´s, pushed its way into her already straining pussy, all her muscles clamped down hard. The unexpected intrusion hit her like a chain reaction.

  It was all too much, too intense, to pleasurable to resist anymore. Their bodies straining, pumping, moving. The pulse throbbing in her clit and cunt tried to beat her to death.