Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties
Chapter 43

"You!!"

The fear in Claire's face tuned to a glare. Damien looked away from her as though he didn't see her. He was stark naked, so was she.

"Are you blind, what are you doing here? Couldn't you see that I was bathing? How could you creep up on me? How dare you!!!"

Damien walked further into the water, his feet up to his knees swallowed by the large body of water. He didn't even take a glance at her let alone answer her questions. "Are you as deaf as senseless you are? Can't you hear me talking to you?!"

She'd raised her voice, yelling.

"Can't you just pretend that I'm not here? After all you don't like me. Why should you be worried that a loser like me is bathing alongside you in the waterfall?"

Though Damien hated to refer to himself as a loser, yet he had plans. And for his plans, he would do anything.

He heard her grumbling. He didn't want to look at her yet. He still had his back to her. He was trying to pull his act together first before rolling into actions. "Yet how dare you creep on a girl? Are you a pervert?! Can't you wait until I finish bathing? Or do you really want me to kill you?"

NOW!

"Are you sure about that?"

Damien turned at once to her. In his mind, all he wanted to do was afflict her sexually. Taunt her eyes and teach them to crave him. That was his plan. But he was hit by a strange plot twist.

Looking up at her, he felt a sudden current surge through his body. Lord! He thought that he had seen what she looked like. But it happened that her covetures, shapes and smooth skin had been hidden by her clothes all this time.

She was figure-eighted. Her titties were firm, full and her nipples so cute and pink. He gulped. He wanted to look away but he couldn't.

Happened that it seemed as though he was the one who was being afflicted at that moment.

"What are you doing, you bastard!"

She covered her tits with her palms, turning away from his busy eyes.

FUCK THIS.

Damien thought. He wouldn't mind if he had sex with her there on that spot, even in the water. Even though that wasn't his plans. But you do know that sometimes plans go rogue. "You can leave. Why are you still standing there?"

He teased. She turned slowly to him,

"You think you can get away with this? You came here not only to spy on me but share the same place with me? Do you have no sense of shame."

He scoffed.

"This is not your bathroom, girl. This is a public place for everybody. Without gender discrimination. Why are you so jumpy when you don't have anything for me?"

He paused, his eyes strayed to two reptile creatures which looked like lizards. The creatures were on a branch of a nearest tree to the waterfall.

"See, male and female. They are around here too. They didn't have to bicker over it."

He wasn't sure whether or not that made sense, he just needed a reference.

"What the fuck are you talking about. I'll make you pay for this, with your life!!! If not here... when I leave this cursed island, I'll make sure that my father ruin you and crush you to dea--" Her eyes involuntarily dropped on his lower region. Her eyes widened when she saw it. His big boner.

"What's that?"

She couldn't continue the words. Damien traced her eyes to where she was looking at.

WHY ARE YOU RISING YOU FOOL?! SLEEP! SLEEP!! SLEEP!!! BASTARD!!!

The boner couldn't. There was a hot girl standing before him, his mind clouded by erotic scenes and what? He begs the boner to go to sleep?

"Look away if you don't like it. Why do you keep looking?"

Damien noticed that she couldn't break an eye contact. She kept her eyes glued to the boner.

"What are you talking about? What haven't I seen?"

She scoffed, looking away. Damien housed an evil smile.

"Are you sure about that?"

Damien fisted his hand on his boner and began to stroke it gently.

"You don't really think I'll forgive you for ---"

She choked on her words when she saw what he was doing. He could she her gulp hungrily.

YEA, THAT'S RIGHT. THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.

Damien seemed to be ready to go to any length to make her fall for him.

"Are you mad?"

She didn't even look up at his face. She couldn't take her eyes off his big boner. She watched him stroke it gently, going smoothly from the head to the shaft. Her pussy thumped, her thighs shuddering just at the view.

"Do you want it...?"

"Over my dead body."

She snapped, but couldn't take her eyes off it.

"Over your dead body? Why are you still standing there then?"

"What are you talking about?"

Her voice softened. Damien had no idea what that meant, or what sign that was giving him. After all, the system had proved to him that he would never understand girls.

"Do you want it between your thighs..."

He called at her, increasing the pace of his fist on the boner.

"Stop please."

She begged suddenly, touching her left tit and squeezing it.

FUCK! SHE'S FALLING?

Damien couldn't believe his eyes.

"I bet you want it."

He slowed the pace of the fist.

"Don't stop please."

She begged again, sliding her hand to the other tit, squeezing it passionately.

"But too bad you can't have it."

He resumed the prior pace, going quickly and smoothly. Her left fingers were now pushing their ways into her tight pussy and gentle moans escaped her mouth.

"Damien..."

She called at him.

SHE JUST CALLED ME! SHE'S REALLY ENJOYING IT?

Damien went even faster now, changing his facial expressions.

"Damien... please don't stop."

She pleaded openly now, more loudly than before. Her right hand squeezing her left nipple, her right fingers going in and out of her mini moo, her thumb rubbing the clits.

NOW!!!

Damien stopped abruptly. Himself wanted more, he wanted to get to the peak of the pleasure till he reach orgasm, but he denied himself. If denying himself would make Claire crave him, he didn't mind.

He walked out of the water and edged straight to his clothes. He got changed and began to walk into the woods.

"Damien... Damien..."

He heard her call but he didn't stop. He kept on walking, briskly.

FOOLISH YOU! DUMB YOU, DAMIEN!!! WHAT WOULD YOU GAIN DENYING YOURSELF?

He scolded himself as he strode on. He ran to a tree and punched it, screaming on top of his voice.

"Fucking ego!!!"

"Owww."

He groaned at the contact. His knuckles hurt so badly.

He got to the foot of the Boabab tree of the watchtower. He heard an activity coming from the hut. He walked there to see the wolf feasting on a hunt she'd obviously dragged into the hut.

"I think I owe you an explanation."

He walked to stand beside her. The wolf pretended not to see him, she kept feasting on the meat.

"You have every right to be mad at me. For real. You do."

He knew that he shouldn't expect a response from the wolf, yet he expected. He needed a distraction from what happened earlier.

"Twelve years ago in elementary school, I used to get bullied a lot. The experience back then was quite brutal compared to the humiliation at BMX."

He would pause occasionally even though there was no point.

"After school, a group of boys would come together to taunt and beat me up. As if that's not enough, they'd made sure the girl I had a crush on back then watch as I was being humiliated."

He chuckled wryly. The wolf suddenly stopped eating. Though she didn't look up at him yet, yet you could tell that she was beginning to take interest.

"At the end, they'd pull down my short and pant to reveal my dick. They did over and over throughout my days there."

Der eventually looked up at him.

- that's too bad. weren't there people whom you could report to ~

Damien smiled, there was pain stinging the feigned glee.

"You wouldn't understand what it feels like to be hated by almost everyone. You can't even pay your fees on time. Who would listen to such a student?"

His face changed,

"You are not even a human. Don't pretend to understand. Your wolf-brain wouldn't be capable to process the situation."

- what did you just say? ~

The wolf jumped up at once.

"You wolf-brain is not sharp enough."

- this bastard whom I wish to assist. wait there... ~

She jumped at him but he was already out of the hut. The wolf pursued him.