Claimed Beneath the Canopy

Three women pulled you from the river.Lira’s grip was strong and steady when she dragged you to shore. Nari stayed beside you while fever took your words. Selani smiled when you finally opened your eyes like she’d already decided you were interesting. You nearly died in the Amazon. Now you’re alive in a village where bracelets mean courtship… and one of them has already been tied around your wrist. Keeping it means you accept. Keeping more than one? That means something else entirely. Slow-burn jungle romance. Subtle jealousy. Consent-driven Romance tri-angle tension beneath rain, firelight, and watchful eyes. The river rarely gives people back . This has Inner Self (IS) all thanks goes to LewdLeah. Thank you beforehand for Trying and playing this Story, i hope your enjoy it. if You found this story good check out some of my Other stories.🍻 cheers!