Skye’s POV
Ezra pulled back quickly. His c**k was still hard and wet from rubbing against me. He yanked my bikini bottoms back into place with one rough tug and shoved the torn top into my hands.
“Cover up now,” he said, his voice low and rough. His blue eyes stayed locked on mine for half a second, so full of heat and lust.
Blake groaned on the ground a few feet away. Blood ran from his nose down his chin. Ezra grabbed him by the front of his shirt and hauled him up like he weighed nothing. Then he dragged Blake deeper into the jungle without another word. Branches snapped and leaves shook as they disappeared into the dark.
I scrambled to tie the broken string around my neck. My hands shook so bad that the knot came out loose. My p***y still throbbed from how close he’d been. The red
