Chapters (72)
- Dedication
- Prey Island Map
- PROLOGUE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- CREED
- SIX
- BILLIE
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- JIRO
- TWELVE
- BILLIE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- ROW
- TWENTY-TWO
- BILLIE
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- ACHILLES
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- CREED
- THIRTY-NINE
- BILLIE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- ROW
- FIFTY
- BILLIE
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- TO CONTINUE THE ADVENTURE…
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ALSO BY KENDRA
He turns his back to me, giving me the privacy to undress next to the river without his wandering eyes. I’m almost disappointed that he looks away. The thought of him watching me makes me wet, makes me want to push him against the nearest tree and rub myself against him.
Once my clothes are all off, I wash the dance outfit in the water, giving it a good soak and squeeze before hanging it up. I doublecheck the water, see nothing but small fish, and step into it. I sigh at the feeling of the cool water chilled against my warm skin as I move to the middle where the waterfall pools, treading water just barely. It’s not that deep, but at my height, it’s still a couple of inches deeper than I am tall.
“You can turn around now,” I purr to Creed’s back, seductive, teasing.
Slowly, he glances over his shoulder and when he sees me in the water, he relaxes just a little. The rushing water makes it so he can’t see immediately underneath, not unless I move a little further down.
“You should come in,” I say, moaning at the feeling of the cool water on my skin. “I swear this is what Heaven feels like.”
Tension again. “I’ll wait.”
“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of me,” I tease, swishing my hands back and forth to stay above the water level.
“Am I afraid to get a hard on?” he asks. “Yes. Afraid of you? Not in the slightest.”
Grinning at his words, I lift just a little more out of the water, revealing the tops of my breasts. His eyes immediately drop to them, and he shifts. “Don’t let that worry dissuade you. I’m not prude. Come on in.”
He hesitates. “This isn’t the place for games—”
“Who says I’m playing games?” I lean backward and let my breasts break the water and Creed literally groans. I can see his hardness now through his pants. Kind of pointless to worry about something that’s already happened. “We could die tomorrow, Creed. Hell, even tonight. We’re clearly both attracted to each other. What’s the harm?”
Creed stands on the edge of the stream, his eyes going between me and the jungle around us. “I’m trying to be respectful.”
“And who asked you to be?” I raise my brow. “Feel free to respect me with your cock buried deep in my cunt.”
A guttural sound slips from his throat. “Jesus Christ, woman. You’re going to be the death of me.”
“Let’s hope not,” I laugh. “We’re trying to survive the island, not die on it.”