After one unsuccessful travel through space, NASA scientist Quinn McNelly crash-lands in an unknown place. Destiny has great things stored for her, but first, she has to learn how to survive on a planet where technology doesn't exist.
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Chapter 05
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Idris had never been a religious person, despite his elders' wishes, he believed in his people more than in the Gods above. But right at that moment, while he was laying under the stars and with Quinn beside him, he was chanting prays like the old Baka of his village. Responsible for his condition was no one less but the little creature sleeping like glued to his chest.
Shortly after Quinn had eaten her dinner and changed her rags with his offerings, she fell asleep beside the fire. At first, Idris had laid down just a few feet away from her, but seeing as she was sleeping soundly, he doubted that if some creature dares to use her as a meal, she would feel it. So, he decided to move closer and protect her from the night predators.
But what a wrong move that was ...
A short while after he neared her, Quinn began to move in her sleep. At first, she searched for him with her cold hands. Then within a minute, her whole body was pressed flatly against his.
Judging how icy her skin was, he figured that she felt cold, so he shared his warmth with her. What harm a little closeness could do, he thought. Closing his eyes, he decided to rest for a while. After all, this had been a long day for him as well.
His thoughts drifted towards his village. The others must be wondering where he was because usually, he didn't stay that long away from home. If only that Khanki hadn't appeared in their way, they should have arrived by now.
Idris's breathing slowed its pace, his mind eased and he was ready to welcome his dreams ... when the real torture began.
His first enemy was Quinn's left hand, which slowly found its way towards his chest and started to caress him. Her cold fingertips traveled gently from his collarbone to the valley between his hard planes, followed the thin hairline on his stomach, and went south towards forbidden areas. Like frozen, he watched as she explored every inch of his skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps where she passed.
Turning his head towards her again to see what her intentions were, he found Quinn's eyes firmly closed. So either she was doing it on purpose to test his limits or she had a weird custom of touching men in her sleep. Whatever it was, out of respect for her, slowly Idris moved her hand away from him and placed it by her side. Exhaling the breath he didn't know he was holding, Idris closed his eyes again and tried to find his inner peace.
It hadn't been long when the second attack came. Idris jolted in his sleep when Quinn struck him directly this time. Without any kind of previous warning, her hand had groped him. He, literally choked on his own saliva when the snake of her hand found her way under his covers.
Her nails scratched his thigh, causing Idris to yelp. He was about to push her hand away when Quinn charged again. The first ones on her mercy were his testicles. She tortured them with a simple play. Quinn dove, again and again, chasing Idris towards his limits, up until his eyes saw the back of its sockets.
