13. Surprise

THIRTEEN

SURPRISE

Faktil quo Laus

"Torment!" Faktil barked when the irate bird's talons gouged his back, its sharp beak attempting to rip out his hair.

"Bandit, stop! Bad bird!" Naomi snapped while grabbing for the angry bird.

Surprisingly, Bandit instantly dropped to the ground.

"No, bad bird. Bad Pig hurt No-me," Bandit practically whined.

"Faktil wasn't hurting me. I have tried to tell you to be nice to him. What am I going to do with you?" she continued lecturing the parrot.

Faktil was the one who'd been attacked but he felt sorry for the bird. Bandit's wings which were flailing moments ago now hugged his little body, as he hung his head, and rocked on his feet.

Faktil looked at Naomi. Besides the sad, pinched expression she wore as she studied Bandit, there was blood on her lip.

By the goddess, I nipped her. He frowned .

Apparently, Bandit wasn't far off the mark. He had hurt Naomi.

He had been feeling very feral as he kissed her lips, his first kiss ever. The urge to pin Naomi to the ground and impale her hot little body had grown by the moment. And just as he feared, he'd given in to his desire, forgetting how delicate she was. Even now his inner beast reveled at the sight of his mark on her lip, goading him to bite her neck and make it more permanent. If Bandit hadn't come along, who knows what he would've done.

"Don't be too hard on the feathered male. I did nip your lip," he admitted, then reached up and ran his thumb along her kiss-swollen bottom lip. "I'm sorry, little Blossom." He showed her the blood.

"Oh," she sighed and nodded. "But I promise Faktil didn't hurt me. This was an accident," she explained to the bird as she wiped her lip.

Bandit looked between them. His intelligent eyes landed on Faktil's tail still coiled around Naomi's waist, and narrowed. Feeling guilty, Faktil let his tail drop. As much as he wanted to touch Naomi, he clearly had no control over himself. The bird twittered incoherently then took off.

"I don't know what to do about him." Naomi's shoulders drooped. "Is your back okay?" She circled behind him. "Oh, you're bleeding."

"It will be fine." He glanced over his shoulder. They were just minor scratches.

His gaze drifted to her pouting lips and was reminded of the odd yet wonderful way she'd kissed the bumps on his head. He wanted her to do that again, though not necessarily to his injuries. He wanted to do a whole lot more than practice kissing her luscious mouth. Faktil salivated at the idea, his shaft hardening .

No, no, no! If he touched her again, it was guaranteed he'd lose control. Next time he could accidentally do more than nip her lip.

"It's not fine. You're getting beat up left and right." She scowled as she gently touched the skin of his back.

"Perhaps it's fate's way of assuring you have to repeatedly take care of me," he joked, desperately trying to ignore the sensation of her delicate fingers.

"I think marooning you here was enough, don't you?" she snorted morosely. "We should wash your back when we get to the creek." She rubbed his arm.

Faktil closed his eyes. Naomi really needed to stop touching him. Not only that, she was standing so close he could feel the heat radiating off her voluptuous body, and her scent made his head spin.

Goddess! He desperately wanted this female. Kissing and holding her had opened a floodgate. His inner beast was roaring for more, refusing to listen to reason. He clenched his hands to keep from snatching her up, and forcibly took a giant step back from her.

"We should get going," he abruptly suggested before acting on his cascading thoughts.

"Yeah, probably," Naomi sighed in agreement.

Naomi

We should get going. Naomi sarcastically mimicked Faktil as they walked down the path. It was a good thing she was in front so he didn't see her sour face.

Don't be pissy. You know what happened when he was young. She cringed at how his young sisters were nearly assaulted and the way his mother sacrificed herself.

She really was trying to respect Faktil's choice to halt things and his need to be honorable. Except her body wasn't listening to any of that. Her pussy cramped and her nipples puckered in protest, refusing to accept that the moment had passed between them. She needed to just forget about it, but her thoughts spiraled, reliving the encounter, just to torture her. Faktil had been animalistic with the way his hands roved her. He clutched her ass like it was a life line. If she hadn't been wearing her khakis, she would've tugged her swimsuit aside, shoved up his kilt and made a go of his giant cock. As it was, she had been practically riding the beast, trying to get it to hit her sweet spot. She didn't even care if she got fabric burns on her clit. She welcomed it after going without for so damn long.

And he kisses like he's been starved. She almost whined out loud. God, the man tasted so damn yummy. She couldn't fathom how he could taste like candy.

Naomi focused on her lip where his fang accidentally nipped her. It still tingled. In fact, instead of abating, the warm, delicious sensation was spreading.

Maybe I should mention this to him. She scowled, instantly vetoing the idea. Faktil would just use this as further reason to not kiss her again. And I like kissing Faktil.

She ran her tongue over the spot on her lip and a spike of pleasure shot through her nervous system, making her stumble on the path.

"Shit!" She nearly dropped the empty water jugs and poles.

"Are you all right?" Faktil worriedly asked, breaking the awkward silence.

"Yeah. Thanks. There was a root," she fibbed as she glanced back at him and smiled uncomfortably.

Faktil looked at the smooth path, his brows arching .

She cringed at being caught in a blatant lie. "Okay, so I'm a klutz."

That wasn't entirely the truth either, but she wasn't about to admit that she licked his bite mark and had a mini orgasm.

"Maybe I should carry the jugs and poles," he chuckled. "After all, you refused to let me carry the coconuts."

"There was no point hauling them to the creek when we're coming back this way. Besides, you're injured," she reminded him.

"I'm really not," he scoffed.

She grinned as she turned back around, enjoying needling him just a little bit. Faktil took his honor and his manly duties seriously. Except, she didn't want to be respected and treated like a lady. She wanted to be treated like a dirty, dirty whore. Naomi nibbled her lip at the tawdry notion. Again, a spark of desire shot through her. The reaction wasn't just a one-time fluke.

"Oh!" she squeaked in shock, but quickly muffled it.

Thankfully she didn't trip this time. The reaction she was having was truly bizarre. Whatever hormone was in Faktil's kiss had rewired her system creating a connection between her lip and her lady bits. She found herself walking funny in an attempt to rub her clit and squelch some of her need, while at the same time tonguing the spot on her lip. Considering Faktil refused to touch her, she had to do something.

"Are you sure you didn't twist your ankle?" Faktil asked.

Naomi froze, her eyes widening as she imagined what she looked like from behind.

"I just had an itch," she quickly replied.

"Need me to scratch it?" Faktil innocently offered.

Again, her eyes widened. He had no clue he just offered to rub her clit, but her perverse mind didn't understand that, and it added to her torment .

"Um, no," she squeaked. Though she really needed him to ease the mounting ache. She balanced the pole on her shoulder and scratched her knee for show. "Got it, thanks."

I need a distraction, she lamented as they continued down the path.

Like an answer to her prayers, fate provided just the distraction.

Faktil quo Laus

Keep your hands to yourself. Keep your hands to yourself, Faktil repeated the mantra as he watched Naomi's gorgeous full rear bounce with every step. Not even the pants she wore hid how fine her ass was. Each cheek was a handful and he knew their exact feel because he'd cupped them. And just to tempt him she seemed to be fidgeting more. His fingers flexed as he reached out toward her, eager for another squeeze.

"Oh no!" Naomi abruptly stopped in front of him.

His eyes widened and he swiftly dropped his hands as he came to a halt before running into her. He nearly groped her. His surprise was swiftly followed by shame that he couldn't rein in his libido. He was a better male than this, and Naomi certainly deserved better. He shook his head, disgusted with himself.

His brow furrowed. Something made Naomi stop. He'd been so preoccupied; he'd completely ignored potential dangers. His gaze shot forward, spotting the reason for her distress. They'd reached the creek and it was dry.

"That's not good," he declared, his agitation with himself shifting to worry. If this was their water source they had a serious problem .

"I hope it's just blocked up at the crater." Naomi looked upriver at the summit of the overgrown hill.

"Crater?" He studied the landscape.

"Yeah. I think the hill is an old volcano vent, an ash cone or something. It's certainly not a full-fledged volcano, like on the big island. Anyway, there's a crater up there," Naomi explained, then licked her lips.

He was distracted for a moment by the gesture. It wasn't the first time Naomi toyed with the scratch on her lip. He felt bad for nicking her with his fang, at the same time his primal side was thrilled he'd marked her, if only slightly.

"Ah. I understand." He nodded, realizing she was waiting for some sort of response.

"Are you up for a hike?" She tipped her chin up the hill.

"I am." He traced the dry creek bed to the summit. It didn't look that far, a metra maybe. The hike would hopefully distract him from his wayward libido.

"Good. I was lucky enough to spot this creek when I first arrived. I was kayaking around the island, thinking I'd drifted down the coast. Then I realized where I was." She grimaced as she gestured to the island.

"That realization puts a kink in the tail," Faktil interjected, recalling when he discovered this was an island.

"I puked when I figured it out," Naomi admitted with a shake of her head, then slipped off the poles and empty water jugs.

"I'm sorry." He frowned.

"It's okay. The sting has worn off." She shrugged.

"I have some survival training, so I wasn't instantly worried. Although it would seem I need a refresher." Faktil shook his head morosely, as he silently cataloged how many times nature had attempted to kill him recently.

"But you've survived," Naomi chuckled and bumped him with her hip.

He was tempted to snatch her up when she batted her eyes at him. Her playful side riled his inner beast. Her scent was also driving him wild. Maybe it was his imagination but ever since they kissed, her perfume seemed to grow more and more intoxicating.

I shouldn't have kissed her. Holding himself in check was infinitely more difficult now that he'd had a taste.

"Here." She passed him one of the poles after slinging the empty jugs over her shoulder.

He eyed the pole curiously but took it.

"Walking stick," she provided, poking her pole into the bank to demonstrate as she started the uphill hike.

"Ah." He was barefoot, but his feet were tough, so he could manage without a walking aid. Though balancing the poles and empty jugs on their shoulders during the uphill hike would be difficult, he conceded.

"Anyway, one day I followed the creek to its source and I was happily surprised." She grinned mischievously at him.

"I gather there is more to this story." His brow arched quizzically.

"You'll have to wait and see." Her grin broadened as she nudged him again, then picked up the pace, walking ahead of him.

He chuckled and easily caught up with her. His legs being longer, this was more his natural speed. "I like surprises."

"Oh really?" Her brow arched as she cast a dubious glance around, alluding to the surprise of winding up on the island.

"You have a point," he laughed. "But my answer remains the same." He glanced her up and down. Naomi was worth being marooned here.

He really shouldn't be flirting, yet couldn't help himself .

"Hmpf," Naomi let out an amused snort, catching his meaning. "Then how about this surprise, boy scout?" She pulled the empty jugs off her shoulder and tossed them at him.

"Fair," he chuckled as he caught the containers.

Naomi truly was a surprise in so many ways, and he loved it.

Naomi

God, I'm out of shape! Naomi wiped the sweat off her brow as they reached the summit.

She made this hike at least once a week and never sweat this much.

That's because it's not the hike, she realized as she licked her sensitive lip again.

She should've known this wasn't a normal kind of heat, she wasn't out of breath like with exercise. This was an effect of Faktil's bite. She'd been trying to ignore what it was doing to her, but that was damn near impossible.

"Go ahead." Faktil smiled, holding back some brush as the path leading over the crater rim narrowed.

Oh, that smile. Her pussy practically squirted at how cute he was.

Naomi could catalog his smiles. There were the kind helpful smiles, like this one, the ones when he laughed, the impish ones when he was teasing her, the secret ones when he watched her but didn't think she saw, and the charming ones intended to woo her. And she was taken in by them all. Those dimples might as well be kryptonite.

"Mahalo." Naomi cast him a furtive smile.

She inadvertently brushed up against Faktil as she went ahead on the path. The moment she did it, she realized the path wasn't nearly that narrow. This wasn't the first time she'd done this either. She kept finding reasons to touch or brush against him as they walked, like a cat in heat. She'd never been such a blatant flirt, yet with Faktil she couldn't seem to help herself.

To be fair to herself, she was surprised she hadn't done worse than a little brush up on the unsuspecting man. Her pussy ached, desire soaked her swimsuit bottoms, she had permanent titty hard-ons, and every damn nerve in her body felt like it was on fire. She wanted to peel her clothes off, tackle Faktil, and ride him until he begged for mercy.

"This is stunning!" Faktil declared, putting a pause on the porn movie playing in her head. "If this is your surprise, I approve."

Naomi panned the crater lake. Even in her over-sexed condition she was mesmerized by how breathtaking the sight was. Lush greenery surrounded the reservoir obscuring the rim of the once rocky caldera. There was a break in the trees that gave a bird's eye view of the island and the vast ocean beyond.

"It truly is paradise," she murmured, her gaze riveted to the crisp blue water. Besides the alien Adonis, it was the most welcoming part of the landscape. Lord knows she needed a cold soak.

"You were right. Look at that mess." Faktil pointed.

On the edge of the crater, at the spot that was like a spout, fallen limbs and branches had formed a dam. It was blocking the flow of water out of the lake and into the creek.

She nodded. "It does this every now and then with big storms."

Before she could say more, Faktil had set down the jugs and was jogging down the bank to the lake.

"Be careful!" She hollered as he leapt off her sun-bathing rock and splashed into the water.

Oh. She admired his physique while he swam to the dam.

Faktil emerged near the blockage, his muscles rippling and wet. As he got to work removing the brush, she panned his broad shoulders, corded arms, and strong back, all the way down to his trim waist. He was stunning as he moved limbs much too heavy for her to have budged. Watching the exotic man only made her hotter. She looked from him to the cool water then back to Faktil.

I have to do something. She began stripping off her clothes.

Faktil quo Laus

Faktil tugged at the branches, grateful for the work. He was also grateful for the water lapping at his crotch, cooling his aching arousal. Naomi's mouthwatering scent had only grown more delectable the farther they hiked. She was pure temptation, and he desperately needed this distraction. As he cleared the blockage, the water began to flow, running over the rim and into the creek.

He was about to toss another limb aside when he caught a glimpse of Naomi swimming toward him in his periphery. She instantly distracted him from his distraction, and he couldn't help but watch her approach. Naomi started climbing the rocks as she neared the rim where he was working.

"Careful. They're slick," he warned.

His worry turned into shock when Naomi emerged from the water. He gaped at her beautiful bare breasts with their rosy nipples.

She's naked! Goddess, help me, he groaned, his shaft instantly standing at attention beneath the water.

This truly was a surprise.