Chapter 13

Ziya

We rested in the sun next to the lake. Max laid on his back and I laid beside him on my belly. He had his eyes closed while I was staring at him for a good few minutes.

“If we ever get out of here, I’m going to tell your parents they raised a fine man,” I said before giving a peck on his shoulder. He opened his eyes and looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “I’m serious. You’re a great man, Max,” I added, bringing my hand to his face, caressing his cheek, just because I wanted to.

He smiled his handsome smile. “In that case, I can say the same to your parents,” he replied. I smiled back at him. “But, what would they say if you would bring home a man that’s nine years younger than their daughter?” he then asked.

“My parents aren’t that complicated. They wouldn’t give a damn.”

“Hmm…” he craned his head until his lips were brushing against mine. “That’s good.”

I pressed my lips against his and we soon were kissing again. Something that seemed to be our new hobby these days.

He bit my lip and tugged it between his teeth before he sucked on it and pressed his tongue into my mouth. I soon began to pant into his mouth and he rolled us around until I laid on top of him, feeling his cock pressing against my pussy. It made me wet beyond words.

His breathing was just as ragged and breathless as mine was when he said, “I want to sleep with you, Cassie. I…” He took a gulp of air. “Can I? Can I please fuck you?”

I nodded my head in reply, my nose grazing against his. “Are you sure?”

“Oh, I’m so sure. I want it to be you,” he replied. “You drive me mad, woman.” He grabbed my ass cheeks in his large hands and squeezed them. “I think about it all day.”

I softly kissed my way to his neck and started licking him there, causing a moan to spill from his lips. I’ve found out this spot was his weakness. Especially the place where his shoulder and neck joined.

“All day?” I asked.

“Hmm… Yeah.”

“Me too, if I’m honest,” I admitted.

“You have?” he asked.

“Of course.”

He panted into my mouth. “That’s... so hot.”

I started chuckling. “You can’t come inside me, though.”

As much as I liked him, I wasn’t waiting for mini Ziya's and tiny Max’s at the moment.

“I understand.” He chuckled too.

“You can say that now but you’ll want to, trust me,” I replied between kissing his skin.

I slithered lower and grazed my teeth over his nipple.

“F-fuck, Zi. I-I’m sure I do, but I promise to p-pull out—OUCH!” He suddenly yelled and rolled me off of him.

“...!”

I was a little taken aback. I didn’t bite his nipple that hard. Right when I opened my mouth to ask him what was wrong, a hiss caught my ears.

“Fuck, I think it just bit me in the leg!” Max shouted while we were eyeing a small black snake, slithering over the ground.

I yelled before instant panic rose to my face when I realized what he had said. The animal bit him!

“Get back, Zi!” he shouted, and swiftly grabbed the reptile, only to throw it away into the water before he collapsed to the floor.

“Oh, God!” I shouted. “What must I do?” The place where the snake had bitten him was already swelling!

“Rinse it out with water,” Max answered.

I quickly grabbed one of the water bottles, opened it, and poured it over his leg. He hissed in pain while I cleaned his wound and looked at me with terrified eyes. Probably mirroring my own, because terror was certainly what I felt. He laid his head back on the ground. “I-I don’t feel s-so good, Zi,” he said with a trembling voice.

I was on the verge of becoming hysterical. “I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do!” I whispered, looking around in search of help that wasn’t there.

“I need to g-get inside,” he said.

With my help, we managed to get him into the cave and laid him on our bed of leaves.

“I think you should drink,” I said, suddenly remembering an episode of Bear Grylls. After a wound he drank, saying it was good to rinse the body or whatever the fuck it was good for. I just know he drank.

I rushed outside to grab the other bottle and quickly filled the one I had poured over his wound, praying the snake wasn’t deadly venomous. “Please, please, please.” I chanted.

Max was still awake when I returned, which was already a relief to me. I kneeled beside him and poured water into his mouth. He could still swallow too.

“Can you still move your body?” I asked. “Do you still feel your limbs?”

“Yeah… I just… just don’t feel so—”

He suddenly turned to his side and threw up, the sick smell of bananas filling the cave.

Not knowing what to do, I just sat there, my hand against his back, trying to keep myself together. It was hard, but I also knew I should try to stay calm.

Please, God, let him be alright.

I can’t bear to lose Max!

“Please. God, if you can hear me, please, help him. Please, help me,” I whispered, sitting beside Max, his hand held in mine.

I was a desperate woman here. Only thinking about losing Max drove me near a panic attack. Not just because he would be gone, but also because I would still be here, alone. I was a selfish bitch, no doubt, but I couldn’t help it. I only wanted us to be alone together, and I’d rather die with him than staying all by myself, knowing I wouldn’t be able to do this without him.

“If you die on me,” I softly spoke. “I swear to God I’ll hunt you down in the afterlife. Do you hear me, Max? I’ll never forgive you. Fight. Live. Please, please, give it all you got.”

I didn’t know what kind of snake had bitten him, so I didn’t know what chances he would have, but I did know it didn’t look good.

Resting my hand against his forehead, I measured his temperature, or attempted to do so. I did not know how high it was, but he felt boiling and I was pretty sure he was suffering from a high fever. He had been puking a lot too, but luckily that stopped a few hours after the bite, although I had no real concept of time.

I looked at him. He looked so helpless like this. His body was sweating profusely, while his leg was still all swollen and red.

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