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overlooked their piercing green eyes.
     
    “Human—“ The third began.
     
    “ Outsiders ,” the second continued. He definitely sounded like the one calling the shots. “We are insular here, and are not keen on outsiders coming to our lands.”
     
    “Who ARE you guys?”
     
    “Introductions, of course…I am Craig,” the second voice answered. “I am the leader of our — our group,” he cut himself off. “This is Lars,” he indicated to the first voice, with whom he was debating as I woke up, “and Sven,” he nodded towards the third — the one who realized I was awake.
     
    “I see…” I couldn’t pull my eyes away from the food now. Craig followed my gaze, and cursed quietly under his breath.
     
    “Of course. You’re starving. Let us remedy that.”
     
    A few minutes later, I was chewing ravenously into a roasted thigh, all semblance of civility long thrown at the window. After a minute or two of chowing down on the tender, smoked flesh, I continued the conversation as they watched me eat with some amusement.
     
    “Craig, Lars, and Sven,” I murmured, glancing at each stranger in kind as I recited the names. “And you pulled me up from the mud and brought me here? Brought me water?”
     
    “Yes,” Craig answered, watching my reactions carefully. “We have had our eyes on you since you fell upon our island.”
     
    “I thought you were going to die out on the beach,” Sven chimed in. At my hurt glance, he meekly added, “…But I’m glad you didn’t.”
     
    “As I was saying,” Craig spoke, glaring upon Sven, “we have been watching you since you arrived. You are persistent. I have no earthly idea how you pulled yourself from the sand, wandering the trees for hours before collapsing.”
     
    “I didn’t want to die,” I answered truthfully, pausing mid-meal.
     
    His green eyes glimmered for a split second as he tilted his head, watching me coolly. “Quite right…it is the desire of all life to trump death when it comes, and you have been nothing short of highly successful ,” he continued. “It makes me wonder if you were brought to us.”
     
    “Brought to you?” I was starting to feel uneasy about all of this, and I was still conspicuously in my bikini while they…
     
    Their broad shoulders and rippling muscles tugged at my inhibitions. It had been so long since I’d had a good lay, and I had been rescued — saved — from the brink of death by the manliest, sexiest pack of handsome, young strangers I had ever seen . And although I had tried my best to keep my eyes on their faces, I so desperately wished to let my gaze linger downward, down to their exposed cocks in the semi-darkness as they perched or sat on the other side of the fire…
     
    “No matter,” Craig decided. “You must find a way off of the island. Away from us.”
     
    “Away from you?” I was starting to think that maybe, just maybe, I could stand to be near them a little longer…a lot longer.
     
    “Yes…you are in grave danger here. There is much you do not know… can’t know.”
     
    “And why is that?” I asked, chewing another mouthful of cooked, tantalizing meat. “I mean, who am I going to tell? I’m trapped here for now.”
     
    Craig turned to the others, and everyone stood up in front of me. Their thick, mighty cocks dangled between their legs, and I almost fainted from the sheer wave of arousal that burned in my loins at that very moment.
     
    “We must leave,” Craig continued. “Find a way off of the island. For your own good.”
     
    Within an instant, they bolted out the mouth of the cave. I lunged sloppily after them, glancing around outside. Despite some falling stones, I couldn’t see any sight of them, and sighed in heavy disappointment.
     
    Jeez. I find a bunch of hot, naked guys on a deserted island, in my freaking bikini, and even THEY can’t stand to be around me for more than a few minutes.
     
    But I had no idea how wrong I was, or what I was about to be