Page 70 of Stranded

“I’m good at hiding it,” she whispers in response. As I stare into her piercing green eyes, I can sense something there. Something that she’s holding back.

“You haven’t told us everything yet, have you?” I ask, placing another kiss on her neck.

She shakes her head once, swallowing heavily as her eyes bore into mine, as if she really is holding on by a thread.

“Tell us when you’re ready, okay? For now, why don’t you let us help you forget?” I lick my lips, and her eyes track the movement.

“H-How would you do that?” I turn to glance at the others, who both give me nods of approval before they turn to her, their gazes heated.

When King brought up the idea of us sharing her, I was surprised, to say the least. We couldn’t possibly share her, could we? But the more I thought about it, and thought about Coco, the more I realized that we are exactly what Zee needs. Not just on this island, but when we get back to civilization. She’s going to need us, and I might need her even more, even if that means sharing her with these two.

She starts to squirm in my embrace. “Zee?” I ask, slightly shifting her to the side to give me better access to her.

“Hmm?” She bites her lip as her eyes bounce to my mouth before looking up at me again. I slide my right hand to her neck, wrapping my fingers around it as my thumb strokes her pulse point.

“I’m going to kiss you now.” I don’t wait for her to respond before pulling her towards me and leaning down to press my lips to hers. The moment we connect, my entire body comes alive beneath her and I moan against her lips. A flame ignites beneath my skin, my heart beats like crazy against my ribcage and in this moment, I know that she’s it for me.

I kiss her repeatedly and slowly, and as if in perfect synchronization, our lips part and my tongue finds hers. She groans against me, her hand coming up to my cheek, her nails scratching through my overgrown beard.

My fingers flex against her neck as I get lost in the kiss. I’ve never felt such a deep connection to someone before. It might be because we’ve developed such a strong emotional connection before doing anything physical, but I think it’s more than that. I think this is simply due to the fact that she is Zee.My Zee.I love everything about this amazing woman.

Love?Surely it’s too soon for that, isn’t it? But I can’t deny how strongly I feel for her, how much I want her. I don’t even mind sharing her with the other two. In fact, now that I've had time to consider it, I think I prefer it. Zee has missed out on so much, she deserves the world. I don’t think there is any way for me to give her everything she needs. But between Bower’s fun-loving nature, and Kingsley's softness and intelligence, the three of us could take care of her properly, giving her everything she needs. If she’ll have us.

“Weston,” she moans against me, her voice pleading for me. I love the way she says my full name, it makes my cock swell in approval.

Wanting to give her everything she’s missed out on, I pull back with a smile as I look down at her beautiful face. With her lips swollen from our kiss and as her eyes open, I can see the need there for something more.

“You trust us, baby?” I ask, my thumb stroking her cheek.

“Yes.” She nods without hesitation, warming my heart.

I glance at Bower, a plan forming in my mind. “You hungry?” I ask him.

He slowly smirks, his eyes moving to Zee as he looks up and down her body. “Starving.”

“Lift her left leg up. Zee, try to relax, but don’t move your right foot.” Bower bends her left leg and manages to get his front half situated between her legs, his face right by the apex of her thighs, making her gasp in surprise.

“Zee,” King says, gaining her attention. “Are you okay with this? With us touching you? We know this is all new for you and we’ll take it slow. But we can stop now or at any point along the way. Just say the word, and we’ll stop. You understand?”

She looks at him as she seems to consider his words. I’m pleased, I want her to be sure of what she wants and not be blinded by lust when she makes that decision. None of us move as we wait for her to respond.

“Yes, I… I want this. And I’ll say stop if I get scared.”

Scared was an interesting choice of words, but it’s forgotten as Bower’s hands start sliding up her thighs, a grin on his face as she squirms against me.

“Let’s get this out of the way,” I whisper, my hands moving down her sides to pull up her skirt to her waist. Bower lets out a growl of approval as her glistening curls are fully revealed to him.

“Tink, baby. You’re soaked.”

“I—I’m sorry,” she says, as her cheeks turn pink with embarrassment.

“It’s a good thing,” King reassures her, stroking her thigh. “It means you’re turned on, that you’re enjoying this as much as we are.”

“Really?” she sounds so hopeful it pulls at my heart, knowing that she has no idea that’s a normal reaction.

“Yeah, baby,” I tell her, turning her chin towards me. “And it’s fucking hot.” I kiss her again and a moment later she cries out, pulling her mouth from mine as we peer down at Bower, his face buried in her pussy and his hands gripping her hips as he seems to make a feast of her.

“Sweet baby tongues, Bower, Oh my god!” she cries out, making us chuckle. He moves against her harder and she tries to thrust her hips against him, but he holds her still.

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