Kara
The sound came again, warning and snapping us back to conscious reality. Before we could move, a wild boar emerged from the jungle, its tusks gleaming, eyes wild. It snorted, charging toward us across the sand.
“Run!” Adam yelled, scrambling to his feet.
Thea grabbed my hand, yanking me up. “Kara, move!”
We bolted immediately like lightening, our feet barely touching the sand as the pig’s squeals echoed behind us. My heart raced, the adrenaline drowning out whatever buzz of our orgasms remained. Adam led the way, running for some time before he stopped at a cave, gesturing with his hand. We dove inside and collapsed against the cold walls, panting hard.
“Is it gone?” Thea asked, peeking out.
Adam crouched near the entrance, his eyes scanning the area. “Yeah, it’s wandering off.
