Entwined (The Erotic Adventures of Jane in the Jungle: Part 1) by Gale Colette

Author:Gale, Colette [Gale, Colette]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Avid Press
Published: 2012-01-22T22:00:00+00:00

— V —

He was in agony. His rod was so tight, so stiff and full and sensitive that he could hardly concentrate on clambering up into the trees, leaping from one branch to another to retrieve the items he’d stashed up there.

He knew the moment he touched himself, there would be a surge of pleasure and pain.

But he ignored the howling of his body long enough to drop the bundle down to her, and to watch as the woman retrieved the strange coverings she wore over her skin. The strange covering…what was it called again? Dess? Dress. Yes, that was the word. Her dress.

There was a glimpse of her fire-red hair, the small bright patch hardly visible through the thick branches as she pulled on the dress. And then he waited just long enough to see that the other two men—the short, round one who appeared harmless, and the tall one who’d tried to mate with her last night—appeared. His ears, sharp as a wild dog’s, had heard them coming in the distance long before they could have heard him. They were there now, and she was no longer alone.

Though he wanted to, he couldn’t stay any longer. He’d touched her…there, where a thatch of fire-like hair covered her full, slick heat…and she’d cried out, sending him spinning away in shock and confusion. The expression on her face had been one of pleasure…he thought.

But she’d told him, “No! No more!”

Those were words he recognized from some long ago memory—words that must be obeyed.

He bared his teeth in a frustrated growl. Last night, the foul man in the nest with the woman hadn’t obeyed, and from his perch in the trees, he’d seen the expression of fear and anger on her face. He didn’t want to see her look at him in that way. Ever.

The pounding of his rod had eased slightly and so he gripped a wrist-thick vine and launched himself from the branch on which he stood. He swung in a smooth arc, brushing past leaves and flowers to another sturdy vine. Gliding through the air among the birds and butterflies, he transferred his hold from vine to vine to vine as easily as he walked, as if he were swimming through the air.

Silently and smoothly, he made his way thus back to his own nest where he could tend to himself in private.

There had been many times before when his rod had acted so—stiffening and throbbing. Often, those times were accompanied by vague, hot images in the night. Once, far from here on one of his explorations, he’d seen a group of women with skin dark as the soil, swimming in a stream. They wore no coverings and he’d watched them for a long time, fascinated and intrigued by the shape and movement of their bodies. He saw very few men or women animals like himself, and never any with skin as light as his own. They were the same, but different.

There was only one time before when he’d seen men who came in the big nests—ships; they were called ships—that floated on the sea.

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