Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 3

Jerked off

Ayisha coughed salt water with a mix of her saliva into his mouth. But the realization that she was back to consciousness couldn’t let him feel weird. He swallowed, supporting her neck with his arm,

“Hey, are you alright?”

Her eyes were weak. He knew what she needed. He looked quickly around towards the vast expanse of trees behind him. Not far, he saw a coconut fruit.

“I’ll be right back.”

He placed her head back down gently and hurried to the fruit. Lucky enough for him the fruit had been cut halfway and the water was still in it.

“Oh good.”

He picked it up and hurried to her.

“Drink this. You’ll feel better.”

He needed it too but that’s what you do for feelings. She coughed again after taking the water. Her head was on his lap as he caressed her cheeks.

“Damien? Are you alright?”

She called in a small voice reaching out her hand to touch his face. His heart almost shattered in his chest.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. How about I help you up?”

“Did you see Claire? Damien did you see Claire?”

A strange voice came from behind him and he turned.

“Lisa?”

He was surprised to see Monalisa. Of course he was glad that she was alive too, though he’d almost forgot about the rest because of Ayisha. But he didn’t see Lisa when he went to pick the fruit.

“Don’t just look at me, you dork. Did you see her?”

Damien decided not to answer her because of how rude she was. She probably thought the world was the same. That she could boss around however she wanted.

“I’ll have you pay for this.”

She hurried away, leaving behind an empty threat that did nothing to Damien. The only meaning he deduced was,

MONALISA HAS A CRUSH ON CLAIRE?? HOW DIDN’T I KNOW THAT SHE’S BI.

He remembered the slowly-becoming-warm palm of Ayisha on his cheek. He helped her up. She seemed to had gained enough strength.

[Ping! Survived the fatal fall and gained 500 experience points.]

He looked at Ayisha to see whether or not she saw the pop-up but she didn’t. It seemed like since he was the host, the system was only exclusive to him.

He helped her up and observed, but the jet was not in sight. At first he thought that it had sank in the ocean but when he looked in the direction of the forest, he noticed what he once missed; a mark in the shore leading into the forest. Obviously, the shape of the mark could only mean one thing, the jet crashed down the path.

“I think the jet is towards that place? I would had loved to go check quickly and return but I don’t want to leave you by yourself.”

“I’ll come with you.”

She offered. He turned around and squatted.

“Climb. I don’t think you have much strength to walk.”

She hesitated firstly. He looked up at her. Her face held no precise emotions. It was quite difficult to tell what was going through her mind. And to be factual, that was usually the face she wore all the time.

She climbed on his back and he began to walk. She was a bit skinny but with handful busts. She wasn’t much of a burden to him, compared to loads he’d put on his back.

Her tits pressed against his back sent a strange sensation down his spines. He didn’t want it to end, just like the kiss. He’d imagined doing things like this with her. Dreams do come true.

“That’s the jet.”

She was quick to say though he noticed first. The truth was he fancied her so much, but he wasn’t the type who got distracted at important times like this.

He entered into the jet through the back door.

THE NIGHT WILL SOON FALL UPON US. THIS SHOULD SERVE AS A PLACE TO REST OUR HEAD FOR THIS NIGHT. COME TOMORROW, WE’LL THINK OF SOMETHING BETTER. BUT, WE’VE GOT TO BLOCK THESE LOOPHOLES FIRST.

Damien finalized everything in his mind. He noticed that the thick plastic board which hides the pilot from the passengers was still intact.

IF I CAN TAKE TWO OR MORE SEATS AND MOUNT THEM UP AT THE OPENING, IT SHOULD COVER THE SPACE AND HOLD US IN SAFELY.

He looked in the directions of the seats which have been removed and displaced by the unusual force. He began to mount the seats up to cover the open space.

“Ouch.”

Ayisha tripped and fell; she’d tried to lift one of the seats but lost balance. He rushed to her and helped her up. He made her seat on one of the remaining seats.

“Are you hurt?”