Kelsea licked her lips and shook her head no. She was too turned on for them to stop. "Look baby, if you want to stop, say so now because if this goes much further, I won't be stopping and I don't want you hating me afterwards." Zayn whispered.

"D-dd-don't stop. It's been so long," Kelsea whimpered as Niall's lips worked their magic on her neck.

Zayn pulled her down until her body leaned against Irish. He lifted her hips, keeping eye contact with her the whole time. In mere seconds, Kelsea had given herself completely over to Zayn and Niall. Zayn bit his lip as he looked her over while Niall tweaked her nipples, causing her delicious agony. "It's now or never baby, I’m giving you one last chance to say ‘no’," Zayn told her, lowering his head to her apex. Kelsea could hardly think; how did he expect her to form a sentence. Her only response was to buck her hips into his face. "I'm taking that as a ‘yes’. Niall, hold onto her and don't let go. I'm going to make her scream my name."

"I want to see her come for us Zayn. You'll come hard, right baby girl?"

Kelsea wrapped her arms around the back of Niall's neck and pulled him down to her for a kiss. Zayn took that as his cue and flicked his tongue over Kelsea's lower lips. Kelsea jerked in response so he cupped her ass in his hands, holding her to his mouth. She moaned into Niall's mouth as Zayn’s tongue explored her, every so often flicking over her nub. Soon, she was gyrating against his mouth, forgetting everything but the pleasure. Niall's expert fingers worked her nipples while Zayn's tongue became more persistent. Niall pulled away from the kiss as her thighs began to shake with the beginning of an orgasm. Zayn then slid two fingers into her as he sucked her nub between his lips. Kelsea lifted her ass off the ground and screamed his name as her fists tightened in his hair. She squeezed his head between her thighs as the best orgasm she ever had flowed through her.

"Just beautiful," Niall told her stroking her hair as she came down from her high.

Zayn moved next to her and pulled her close so that both of them were holding her tight.
"Mmmm, girl you taste amazing."

Niall reached down and gingerly ran his finger over her sensitive spot then sucked on his finger, “Mmm, next time, it’s my turn.” he whispered.

Zayn went and retrieved Kelsea's shirt, bra and shorts, quickly dressing the spent girl. Kelsea could hardly move. It had been so long since she came like that. It was so much better than the vibrator at home.

Niall gently pulled her to her feet, "Come on babe, let's join the others for that swim, yeah?" Kelsea nodded slowly and followed him and Zayn back out and to the water, where they found Izzy and Louis engaged in a water fight.

"Take that you fucktard," Izzy yelled, splashing Louis as well as Liam, who didn't really want to get wet.

"Cunt!" Liam yelled at her.

Izzy got a mischievous look upon her face and slowly swam closer to the shoreline, “What was that Payne?"

"Nothing, never mind, I'm sorry," he stuttered as a very naked Izzy climbed out of the water. She walked over to him and sat, soaking wet in his lap.

"You were saying, Liam?" she asked, subtly grinding her hips into him.

He made an intelligible noise that was followed by a moan, “If you don't get off of me, I cannot be held responsible for what follows."

Izzy laughed and quickly stood, kicking up sand all over Liam. He jumped up, excused himself and made off for the cave. "Who wants to make a bet? I say he's in that cave jerking off in the next 5 minutes." Louis and Harry laughed as they knew she was most likely right. That's when they noticed Kelsea with Niall and Zayn. "Hey, Kels. You ok? You look kinda pale."

"Umm, I'm great. Don't worry about me. I think I need to go lie down. I don't feel much like swimming anymore. I need to refresh to deal with Ryan. Have fun, but not too much." She gave Izzy a wink and walked away with Zayn and Niall trailing behind her.

"I know that look. She got some. Kinky," Harry said giving Louis a knowing look.

Izzy laughed and waded into the deeper water until she was fully covered," The battle continues. You both will be my bitches when this war is over." She splashed Harry and Louis relentlessly, not giving them a chance to fight back when suddenly she was lifted into Louis' arms with her legs around his hips.

"Truce, Izzy?" Louis asked before sucking on her bottom lip.

"And no fingers crossed this time, babe." Harry said sliding up behind her.

"Ok, I win, you two are officially my bitches and you must admit you're owned?"

"Whatever you say, Queen Izzy. We are your peasants,” Harry said, kissing down her back.

"Lovely skin she has don't you think, Harreh?"

"Mmmm, yes. I want to lick her all over. Think she’ll let me?"

Izzy began to struggle, trying to swim away not realizing that Louis was also very naked and very excited. Suddenly, he was deep inside of her, stretching her walls and filling her up. She froze for a minute not too sure what to do and by the look of surprise on his face, he didn't seem to know what to think either. Harry, raised and eyebrow at both of them and reached between them to find Louis firmly rooted inside of Izzy. Every move she made, each wiggle was torture for the boy and the little moans and whispers she was making told him it wasn't so easy for her either.

"Let me go Louis, please."

"I can't do that now babe. I'm already in and I want you so bad."

"Me, too. Your nude body has had me hard for over an hour now. Let us show you how it can be. There’s so much pleasure to be had."

"No, I refuse to be just another slut for you," She said pushing at his shoulders to lift herself off of him when Harry pushed her hips back down, making her scream out with pleasure.

"You like it, don’t you? You like him buried in you, you dirty girl,” Harry whispered as he moved her hair to the side, roughly sucking her neck.

Izzy shook her head adamantly, refusing to admit that she was enjoying any of it when it reality she was about to come just from the friction and pressure, but this wasn't how she wanted it. She wanted romance, something they didn't offer.

"Harry, I say we do this right. Let's take her to that place we found and make love to her, not just shag in the water."

"I agree. Are you going to carry her all the way there?" Harry asked wiggling an eyebrow.

"I should. Hold onto me tight, love." Harry and Louis walked with Izzy still impaled on Louis. Each step brought her closer to coming but they both kept telling her not to, to wait. She swore she was going to explode at any moment when they reached a clearing covered in grass and palm trees. Louis lifted her off of him and lay her on the soft grass, “We’re going to make you feel amazing babe." Harry spread her legs wide open, giving them both an eyeful when they all heard footsteps.

"You lads, go somewhere else, I have some unfinished business with Ms. Izzy here." Liam barked out, looking menacing.

Harry and Louis stood and walked to him, “What the fuck, Liam?" Louis yelled.

"I said go now before I hurt both of you," he growled. Lou and Haz both knew Liam could be a vicious bastard when he wanted to be, just the thought scared them, they didn't want to leave Izzy alone with him. The only thing they could do was go get Niall and Zayn and be back hopefully before Liam could do any damage. They ran in the direction of the cave as Liam stood over the splayed out Izzy.

"I'm going to make you pay for every slight, every tease and every mean thing you have done." He stepped on the soft skin of her stomach to hold her in place as he stripped off his shirt. "Mmm, all of that's going to be all mine in a moment." Izzy laughed and launched to her feet, kneeing him right in the gut as she grabbed him by his hair, bringing his face down to her knee. Liam dropped to the ground like a sack of bricks just as Harry and Louis returned with Kelsea, Zayn and Niall.

"How in the bloody hell did you manage that, Izzy?" Zayn had to ask.

Kelsea proudly stood by her friend and put an arm around her shoulder, “This bitch is a ninja."

Zayn handed Izzy his shirt to cover up with, as they all began the walk back to the cave camp, leaving Liam right where he was.

Zayn nudged Niall whispering, “Mate, maybe you should be a wee bit nicer to her."

"Yeah, I don't want to end up like him,” Niall replied, shaking his head.

Izzy ran and hopped on Louis, rubbing herself against his bare back, “Maybe we should go swimming again soon."

~*~*~*~

Kelsea and Izzy awoke early the next morning. Glancing around the cave Izzy was the first to notice that Liam was nowhere to be found. Good she thought, serves him right for being such a prick. “Izzy, I’m going for that swim now. I need to clean up.” Kelsea whispered, gingerly easing herself out from between a sleeping Niall and Zayn. Kelsea wandered outside and quickly undressed, slipping into the water. She stood under the waterfall and let it cascade all around her while she shampooed and conditioned her long dark hair, before grabbing the soap and sudsing her entire body. Just as she finished Izzy walked out with a handful of berries and sat down on a nearby rock munching away.

“So, got laid huh?” she said to Kelsea.

Kelsea who was now, swimming leisurely around their little lagoon, stopped and gaped at Izzy. “No!” she answered defensively.

“Don’t even try to lie to me wench! I know you too well!” Kelsea blushed before resuming her laps.

“Let’s just say, Zayn has been gifted with a very magical tongue.”

“You floozy!”

“FLOOZY?! Whatever, what about you?! What were you doing out there with Louis and Harry hmmm?!”

“Let’s just say, Louis is very ’well endowed’.” Kelsea stopped short, a brief look of panic on her face.

“Tell me you didn’t?!” she gasped.

“Don’t worry Kelsea, neither one of us had a chance to finish because Liam interrupted us.”

A mild look of relief spread across Kelsea’s face. “What’s his problem anyway?” Kelsea asked, treading water.

“Don’t get me started on him Kelsea. I will cut a bitch!”

Swimming over to Izzy, she pulled herself up beside her on the rock. She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. Izzy put out her hand and offered her some berries. Kelsea shook her head ‘no’. She really wasn’t much of a breakfast person. “You know, with all the berry juice all over your teeth, you actually kind of freaked me out when you said that just now. It looks like you just ate someone’s liver.”

“I did, Liam’s… and it was delicious. With a nice Chianti and some fava beans,” Izzy said in her very best Hannibal Lector impersonation, making a strange sort of sucking noise afterward.

Both girls laughed at her joke before finally Kelsea said, “Well he’s not happy about something. Maybe I should try to talk to him?”

“Naw, you should just stay away from him. He’ll lighten up when he realizes it’s not going to get him anywhere with me. Hey, maybe while he’s sleeping I should shove a piece of coal up his ass. Then in a few days we’d have a nice, big diamond to collect.” Izzy laughed.

“I’m pretty sure it takes longer than that.”

“Not in his tight ass!” both girls laughed maniacally before, Kelsea got serious again.

“We’re in trouble Izzy. You know that right?”

“You worry to much. Just relax and enjoy yourself.” Kelsea wished she could be more like Izzy, so carefree. Nothing ever seemed to bother her friend, but she wasn’t like that. She worried constantly, about everything, and if last night was any indication, she had every right to be concerned. Once Zayn and Niall had their lips on her, she couldn’t have stopped even if she wanted too. She knew it would only be more difficult now, considering the orgasm they gave her. It was all she could think about, how good it felt, the feel of their hands on her, their lips, Zayn’s tongue and just how badly she wanted it again and again.

“We better go get ready for the challenge today.” Izzy said, brushing her hands together and getting up to go back inside. Kelsea stood up to follow her. Neither one of them were aware that Liam had heard their entire conversation, and his blood was boiling. He had to think of a way to teach Izzy a lesson. Clearly, she wasn’t your typical girl and he would have to be more creative. Judging by what he had learned of Izzy so far, something told him she might just be the jealous type. Maybe, if he got close enough to Kelsea, he could tip the scale in his favour. Liam didn’t stop to consider that he’d be using Kelsea and that she may get hurt. No, he had one thing on his mind.

Izzy.

Just as Kelsea and Izzy were slipping into their boots, the boys started waking up and Liam returned. Kelsea grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste and headed back outside while the others got dressed and ate. Scooping some water into a dish she brushed her teeth, still lost in her own thoughts. She was so preoccupied, she didn’t even hear that someone had made their way outside and was now standing behind her. Just as she was about to turn around and head back inside, she lost her footing and stumbled forward. Once she got going in the wrong direction, there was no stopping her and she fell ass over teacup amongst the rocks. “Are you alright?!” Liam asked somewhat startled, from behind her. Kelsea was mortified that someone had seen her. She wanted to crawl in a hole and die of embarrassment. She tried to right herself as quickly as possible, but gasped a bit when strong arms beat her to it by gripping her arms and hauling her to her feet. Kelsea felt discombobulated as she stood face to face with Liam. His dreamy brown eyes looked at her genuinely full of concern. There was something about him. Dark. Sexy. Unpredictable. She didn’t understand why Izzy was giving him such a hard time.

“I-I’m fine. Thanks. I guess we should just be happy I didn‘t piss myself too,” she grumbled. Kelsea scolded herself internally for saying such a ridiculous thing. Liam laughed, his mouth spread into a wide smile, revealing his perfectly white teeth. His face transformed from gorgeous to breathtaking in a matter of seconds. Kelsea couldn‘t help but stare, she just couldn‘t seem to tear her eyes off the lips that were so close.

“I‘m glad too by the way.”

“What?”

“I‘m glad you didn’t piss yourself too,” he teased with a smirk. “Hey, you’re bleeding!”

“Hmm?”

“Your leg, it’s bleeding.” Tearing her eyes away from him, she finally looked down at her leg, which was in fact bleeding. A lot. “Let’s get you inside and clean that up.” Liam said, leaning in to pick Kelsea up.

“Thanks for the offer but ‘no’, I can walk.”

“No?” he repeated, his eyes twinkling mischievously, “What if I insist?”

Kelsea shook her head ‘no’ again. “Insist all you want but I can walk.”

Liam crossed his arms over his chest, flexing his biceps, his eyes narrowed and his lips curved up into a smile. Kelsea swooned a bit. “I could just… take you. Right here. Right now. You couldn’t stop me.”

The way he said it, sounded dark and dirty and infinitely pleasurable. All poor Kelsea could think of was what she’d like for him to make her do. There’s an unsavoury term for that, a guy forcing a girl to do sexual things. But you know what they say, ‘You can’t rape the willing,’ and boy, she was willing. Kelsea knew that if she really wanted to, she was stubborn enough to get her way and walk on her own back to the cave, but therein lies the rub, she didn’t really want too. She wanted Liam to think he’d won. She wanted him to wrap his arms around her. Without warning, Liam swooped down and picked Kelsea up in his arms. Kelsea shuddered at how close in proximity their bodies were and how the air around them seemed charged with electricity. She was definitely in trouble and she knew it.

Izzy had just finished tying her hair back in preparation for today’s challenge when Liam came back into the cave carrying Kelsea. “What happened?!” she gasped.

“I’m fine Izzy. I just tripped and fell. It’s just a small cut.” Izzy grabbed the first aid kit and made her way over to her friend.

Glancing up at Liam she snapped, “Are you sure you weren’t pushed?!”

“Don’t be daft. Of course I wasn’t pushed! My foot got caught between a couple of rocks.”

“If it’s nothing, why can’t you walk?” Zayn asked, eyeing Liam suspiciously.

“I can. Liam insisted on carrying me.” she answered, with a shrug of her shoulders. Silently, Izzy helped Kelsea clean up her cut, apply some ointment and a bandage. She wasn’t sure what Liam was up too, but she was sure she didn’t like it.

Niall paced in front of Kelsea, chewing his lip, “This is bad, very bad. We meet Ryan later to find out the next challenge. If she's out of commission, what happens?"

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it, alright?" nervous Zayn replied.

"Oh, lord, it’s just a little cut guys." Kelsea sighed, exasperated at the six mother hens hovering over her.

Liam kneeled down in front of her chuckling, “I think we should talk to Ryan and have tonight's challenge postponed as there’s no hospital on this island. What if you get an infection? Be sensible."

"Pfft, that's the wrong mofo to talk about sensible." Izzy spat.

Liam turned and looked at her; all he could see was her on the ground, naked. His thoughts clouded and his imagination carried him to a place where there was no Louis and Harry. Just him and Izzy. He quickly shook his head and came back to reality. Kelsea, he just had to get close to Kelsea. Goal in sight Payne, don't lose it now.

"Listen, guys and Izzy. Whatever Seacrest throws at us, I’m sure we can handle. How bad can it be?" Kelsea told them, standing. Pain shot through her leg and she went right back
to sitting. How could a little cut hurt so bad?

As soon as she was on the ground, Izzy was next to her, “Hey would a couple pain pills help? I packed some in the bag."

"Thanks, Izzy. Yeah, they might help."

Izzy rubbed her shoulder and went to the bags. Soon there were shower products and hair gel bottles flying around, hitting the guys. Zayn couldn't believe these girls had packed at least 12 bottles of Hair Product into that bag. He scrambled quickly to grab them up while Izzy was distracted. She quickly turned with a happy smile on her face, “Found them. Whatcha doing with my gel, Malik?"

"You don't need this stuff. You're hair is straight and perfect. Leave this to the men."

"Why, is there one here? Kidding, I really don't care, keep it Zayn." Zayn quickly shoved the bottles under his air mattress, suddenly very excited.

"Here, Kelsea. I'll carry you out to Ryan's plane so we can see what fresh hell he has planned for us,” Liam said picking the injured girl up. There it was again, that electricity, he exuded dominance and Kelsea knew then she would have to have a taste of whatever it was he was offering.

~*~*~*~

They all reached the challenge area and Liam sat her on a rock. Izzy stood back watching the scene, suddenly worried. What did that asshole have up his sleeve? At this point, she trusted Irish more than Liam and she hated Irish with a passion.

The hydraulics on the plane switched on and slowly the door lowered, revealing Ryan, in yet another snow white suit. Only he would wear a suit like that on a sand covered Island. Genius. He came down the steps and stopped right in front of the group. "Tonight, we have your next challenge. It will be brutal."

"Wait, we can't. Kelsea is injured," Zayn informed him.

Ryan lowered his head, chuckling to himself. Now was his chance to get at least one of those bitches back for what they had done to him. His bowels still hadn't recovered from whatever they fed him. "So, are you saying you want to forfeit and face consequences?"

"Erm, well, no. I'm saying we should let her sit this one out." Niall stated boldly.

"Mr. Horan, tsk, tsk. You would really handicap your team for Kelsea."

"I'll be on their team this time, so it's fair and Kelsea can rest," Liam offered.

Ryan smiled kindly at him, “That’s unacceptable, Payne, sorry."

"So, what do we do then arse hole?" Louis asked getting exasperated. Ryan scribbled a few things on a note and handed him the card then, with the challenge written on it and Louis looked up at him as if he were insane, “He has us doing a race through the jungle. With Kelsea carrying Niall piggy back." Kelsea looked up at Ryan, dumbfounded. He really was going to exact his revenge, or kill her.

"Ryan, are you out of your mind man. There's no way that girl can carry Ni on her back. That’s just wrong." An indignant Harry shouted in his face.

"So, all of you want to forfeit? Fine, I'll think of a consequence for your defying me. Eat dinner and meet me back here in an hour."

"Wait, no. We'll do it," Kelsea, said, her stubbornness finally winning out over the pain. Ryan lined everyone up at the starting point, a course had already been laid out and marked clearly with flags. The last one, or in Niall and Kelsea’s case two, back would face consequences later. Just as Ryan was about to signal the beginning of the race with a flare gun, his phone rang. It was a very unhappy Simon. Ryan’s cheeks flushed as he listened to Simon rant on the other end of the line. Simon thought that Ryan was being unreasonable and that it would reflect in the shows ratings if he allowed one of the two only girls to be mistreated in such a manner, especially if there was even the slightest chance that one of them could be carrying a child. So, after 5 minutes of verbal abuse from Simon, Ryan hung up fuming.

“It’s a race. No one has to carry anyone. Last one back has to face the consequences.” Ryan spat, then without giving them any time to process what he had just said he shot the flare gun off signalling the beginning of the race. Niall jumped off of Kelsea’s back and the 5 boys disappeared into the jungle without so much as a glance back.

“No, it’s fine guys. Seriously, I’ll help Kelsea here. Don’t worry about us, you dipshits!”

“It’s okay Izzy, go I’ll be fine. I’ll see you at the end.” Kelsea urged. “I’m sure I’ll speed up once the pain meds kick in, and then I’ll be passing you all.”

“Kelsea if I don’t stay with you, you’ll be the last one and you’ll have to face the consequences.” Ryan smirked as he listened to them waste their time away.

“Go Izzy. Beat their asses for me okay?!” Kelsea insisted. Izzy gave her a dubious look and then turned to run off after the boys. She could feel Ryan’s breath on her neck, as soon as Izzy was gone.

“Not going?” he quipped.

“We both know I’d be the last, so let’s just this over with. What are my consequences? I want them done and over with before the others get back.” Ryan snickered, before producing a small remote out of his suit pocket, he flicked a button then pressed up against Kelsea‘s back.
“I think we’ll keep these consequence private.” he growled in her ear. Tears pooled in the back of Kelsea’s eyes. She knew she was in deep shit, and there was no one around to help her.

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