Looks like she tires but fails ...

After what seemed like ages Airlia opened her eyes. Her body ached from her head to her toes. But at the moment her worst problem lay with her stomach. Getting up she quickly ran a few feet bent over trying not to make too much noise while she emptied her stomach of mostly sea water. Once she was finished she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and looked around. It was dark, still raining heavily and from what she could discern on the beach there was a few men laying about. Covering her eyes with her hand she made out that some men were getting up and taking crates and such that was washing onto the beach. They were placing them in a small pile behind some rocks that gave shelter from the rain and winds. Drakon had joined them while she had been emptying her stomach.

Airlia thought this was probably her best chance to get away from the pirates. She looked around and made a dash for the nearest cover of bushes. She heard a shout as she slid under a wide leaf bush and didn't move. The shouts drew near as she bit her lip trying to calm her breathing. It was him...Drakon who angrily sought her now. He was following her tracks in the sand, luckily she had rolled to the side as she slid under the bush. With widened eyes she saw his boot only inches from her arm.

Drakon was very angry, after giving orders to collect all floating fragments of debris from the ship he went searching for the girl. He ground his teeth, this was the last thing he needed to do! He shouted, “Girl...get yourself back here! There are all kinds of dangers on islands such as this one! I'll go easy on you if you come to me, but if you make me search,...you will be punished!” He moved on and Airlia drew a breath of relief. Her lips thinned, “Like I am going to give you a chance to get your dirty hands on me again.”

She waited til Drakon had moved far enough away that he wouldn't hear her. She began to crawl further into the thick vegetation. The ground soon changed from loose sand to black soil with varying kinds of rotting leaves, fruit and things she didn't want to know about. She saw bugs that made her skin crawl. She kept crawling along until she came to a place that dipped down sharply. At the bottom she saw a small stream running rapidly.

Suddenly she heard Drakon crashing through the brush once more. He was heading near where she lay. Airlia held her breath not moving when she saw the head of a snake slid towards her hand. Her eyes widened in fear, she clamped her mouth shut silently screaming! The creature stopped at the tip of her finger. It's tongue came out to sniff for a few seconds before it started to crawl up her hand. She could feel it's cold body slid past her wrist and up her forearm. Gasping and blinking she screamed out and threw her arm to the side, causing her to fall over the edge of the embankment and splash into the stream.

Drakon was only a few feet away when he heard the scream and saw the girl roll down the short embankment and lay in the stream. He stood looking down at her as the stream washed over her and the rain pelted down on her. She made a comical sight and he was inclined to laugh but held himself back. He was still angry about having to take the last thirty minutes to search for her when he should have been helping his crew. With a grunt he jump to her side and none too gently grabbed her by the chain and threw her over his shoulder.

As he climbed up the incline she cried out and kicked. With great satisfaction he threw her skirts over her back and swatted her butt as he marched back to his men. She screamed and screamed as he reddened her bottom! When they drew clear of the heavy jungle growth and into the openness of the beach once more Darkon glanced at the sky. The rain was becoming lighter . He was glad to see the storm was not going to last much longer. He strode over to his men whom had taken shelter behind some large rocks and swung the girl none too gently onto the ground.

She landed with a grunt and kept still while she caught her breath. Drakon glanced around noting that the men had been able to haul in some of the items he had seen floating in the sea. One of the crates held the chickens they had stolen earlier in the day, they looked pretty soggy but were alive. “Good work men, the storm should be over soon, try and get some rest and come light we'll see if the ship is still here. If it is the next step would be to repair it.”

Turning from the men Drakon bent down and opened one cuff. Airlia began to think his anger was over, but he turned her arm to her back, brought the over one over and cuffed her again. Grabbing her by the shoulders he said, “Let's see how far you get running like this!” He shoved her some twenty feet to a more private location and pushed her onto her side in the wet sand and against the rock. He lay next to her positioning her so he spooned her from behind pulling her up against his chest and legs. His body and the rock shielded her somewhat from the worst of the storm. Once he was settled he added, “Our bodies will give us some warmth until the storm is over and we can get dry. Now get some rest!” With that he closed his eyes and after just a few minutes she could hear his even breathing signalling he was asleep. Airlia was exhausted and soon followed.

Early dawn had Airlia moaning quietly as she tried to stretch her legs. Her body really did ache! She opened her eyes and turned her head. She could just see an arm around her middle and the shoulder it belonged to. With a frown she tried to ease out of Drakon's grip. As soon as she moved she felt his arm tighten and pull her back in, plus now she could feel something hard rub up against her butt. She twisted onto her back and glared at his handsome face until he finally started to grin and open his eyes.

While staring at the girl with dark lust filled eyes Drakon kept on slowly rubbing up against her, except now it was against her hip. He moved to kiss her neck and since his arm was close to her breasts he moved his hand over her nipples brushing them lightly. Airlia eyes widened at the man's audacity. Her body was reacting to his touch in a way she had never experienced. She liked the feelings his touch generated but at the same time was outraged. She stared at him and growled, “You beast...stop that!” He chucked as he continued to touch her. She pushed his arm away. While at the same time the skin on her neck got goosebumps, her heart started to race causing her breathing to increase. Airlia was beginning to like what he was doing but wouldn't admit it to him or herself. No one had ever dared to touch her as he was doing now. His arm came back to her breasts and she again pushed it away. They carried on like this for a few minutes until she tried to get up snarling, “Your nothing but a beast, let me go I need to ...relieve myself.”

With a sigh Drakon sat up realizing the sun would soon be up. He needed to see to his men and find out if they still had a ship out there. He licked his lips tilting his head to the side as he looked at the girl, “We will continue this at a more opportune time.” He pulled her up against his chest and kissed her soundly on the lips before turning her around so he could rearranged her cuffs to the front once more adding, “OK, go over to those bushes, but mark my words...... . If you try to run away again and make me search for you, I will punish you twice as hard as I did last night.” He finished with a glare. Airlia's face turned red as she wiped her mouth with her hand reliving those moments of pain and humiliation. She stood up grinding her teeth as she nodded her head in acknowledgement before walking off to the bush he had indicated.

When Airlia came back Drakon called the young boy Jan that usually did odd jobs on the ship to come over and keep an eye on the girl. Seeing the defiant look on her lovely face he thought he better make a change to her cuffs. In a matter of moments he had the cuffs on her ankles and without a backwards glance was walking towards the shore where his men had started to gather.