Page 14 of Escape from Amazdom
"It wasn't supposed to be."
"No, I mean, my Mom used to say that to me."
"Did she?" I say, smirking. She frowns and pokes me again.
"Can you read my mind or something?"
"What makes you say that?"
"I don't know. It's just I have this feeling." A guard groans, breaking our moment together. "Shit, they're waking up. I'd better go."
She stares into my eyes and my heart races.
"How can I thank you for the ointment?"
"Kiss me."
Her direct words stun me, but I have to take this chance. I lean forward, pressing my face against the bars, and my whole body lights up with desire.
Stella licks her lips as she comes forward and kisses me softly. A pulse of emotion rockets through my body: I want this woman so badly.
As she slides her hand across my furry chest, digging her fingers into my muscles, she slips her tongue into my mouth and moans.
I feel so alive. It's as if Stella's touch ignites a fire within me, a hunger to break free from this cage and be with her.
Another guard mumbles. The bastards, why do they have to wake up now?
"I have to go," she says, pulling back.
"I know. Fuck."
"Fuck, indeed," she says, smiling as she looks between my legs. "But don't worry, this is not the end. Get that plan sorted, and I'll be back to see you."
"Not if I break free and see you first."
She winks as she slips into the darkness, disappearing like a wondrous dream. Stella has become more than just a fellow prisoner - she's someone I can't imagine my life without.
The guards get to their feet, rubbing their faces in confusion. I stand helpless in this cage. My heart is focused on escaping this wretched place and being with Stella forever. With her by my side, anything is possible, even breaking free from the clutches of Fej and this godforsaken planet.
Chapter 6
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Stella
The sweltering heat wraps around me like an oppressive electric blanket as I stand among my fellow female prisoners in the rugged terrain of the volcanic mines. The acrid scent of sulfur fills the air, making each breath heavy, stifling, and suffocating.
The ground beneath our feet radiates an intense warmth, a constant reminder of the volatile forces simmering beneath Planet Amazdom's surface.
Jagged rocks and debris surround us, remnants of past eruptions that shaped this unforgiving landscape.
With every swing of the pick-axe, the taste of grit fills my mouth, a bitter reminder of our laborious task. Beads of sweat trickle down my forehead, mingling with the dust on my skin, creating a gritty layer that clings to me like a second skin.
Yet, amid this desolate and hostile environment, my mind keeps drifting back to that inspiring moment with Champ, my sexy beast. The way his lips brushed against mine invades my thoughts, offering a recess from the unforgiving reality of our captivity. It's as if his essence lingers in the air around me, mingling with the potent air, and I find myself yearning for his presence more than ever.
The memory of feeling his back muscles under my fingertips as I covered his body in the ointment fills my insides with lust. I can't help but feel a hot urge to feel him inside me, sliding his rock-hard monster dick between my tight walls, giving me pleasure after such a long time.
I grip my hands firmly around the pick-axe, wishing I was holding onto the base of his throbbing member as I slide him inside my wetness.