Life in the Epoch - Pt. 05

I returned to the good old bald rock early afternoon, feeling a little odd about having a bit of fun away from home, but also reminding myself that it was sanctioned. Hell, Allie had even encouraged it. But still. Between Quinn and Bell, I'd wracked up some epic strange for a married guy in his forties.

Even more, though, I was thinking of Nala... Rachel, and the baby I'd apparently given her. When we'd met, it'd been a heat of the moment, idle-time before a fight thing, and I hadn't understood entirely what the impacts of feeding her my cum would be. She'd been angry at me for the creampie I left in her pussy, but spread her legs for round two quickly enough. Did it work that fast? Had I, fired up with the anticipation of a fight and lust, ignored her protests? How fast and intensely did this work?

It had certainly been fast with Bell. By the time I'd calmed her down, she was running her hands over her stomach, the dark mood lifting as her fingers slipped across her pelvis and between her legs over her fatigue pants, the flush of arousal burning in her cheeks, the scent of apples filling the air as she caught herself and pulled away.

"You're looking a little piqued, Bell," I teased as she stood. I caught her hand and pulled her to my lap, grabbing her log red hair again to pull her close to me, "I can help with that."

"I have to go mmmm," she complained as I kissed her, and pushed me away, still in my lap, her hips grinding against me despite her protests. "I have to-" I'd slipped one hand to her pants, popping the belt and fly easily to slip one hand down the front. I discovered a short bush that was sticky and wet with her lust as my fingers slid through it. "Nooo, Travers, no... ahhhh!"

I'd found her love button, sliding my fingers through the lips of her sodden labia, digging myself into the folds as she writhed against my digits. Her little clit was engorged, slipping eagerly under my thumb as I pressed it. "Then go."

"Ahhhn, Travers, I can't... I have to.... Oh my god... I have to get back!"

"Just stand up if you have to go, then," I stopped, letting my fingers slip from her, dragging them out of her pants reluctantly, "I'll stop."

She stood in a rush, hauling her pants up, looking at me over her shoulder, that wide, slightly mischievous face unsure, reluctant. "Goddamn you, Travers, you make Jacobs look like a two-pump fuckboy, your women must be bow-legged, I told you-"

"I know, I know, you gotta go," I interrupted her as she walked back toward the tree we'd had our deepthroat session at, gathering her things without looking at me. "But I think you want more."

She picked up her bag, back to me, her bottoms clinging to her tight little apple ass, soaked through with her own juices, and stopped, "what?"

"Just look at me." I sat in the grass, watching her take that in, resting on my elbows, turgid prick standing like a flagpole from the front of my open pants. I'd remembered how much I loved it when I made the decision theirs, to climb on or bolt... goddamn, the hunt was the one thing I missed in my domestic bliss.

She half-turned, her head swivelling to take me in as I smiled up at her, and her bright blue eyes locked onto my cock, of course. Bell turned her back to me, hanging her head. "Fuck," she whispered just loud enough I could hear, and dropped her duffel.

Bell silently walked to the tree, on surprisingly long legs, tossing the jacket on the ground, unbuttoned her pants and pushed them and her sensible panties down to reveal her glistening snatch to me. She bent, hands braced on the tree, flat belly arched deep, ass up, head hanging between her shoulders in self-defeat, long red locks dangling.

I enjoyed the view, unbuttoning my own pants, taking in the pale skin of the rounded ass in front of me, pleasingly round and smooth, an ass begging for a good slap. Between those pretty cheeks was a dark valley of her pussy, a short red bush topping it at is yawned open for me, so slick and glistening wet that I thought I might not even have to push to slide in.

Bell gasped as I took one cheek in my hand and squeezed hard, letting my fingers dig into her, using the head of my straining cock to slip up and down the dripping entrance of her fuck-sleeve, wetting it with her juices.

"Don't torture me, Travers," she begged as I played with her, enjoying the nearness of the heat of her, feeling the tingle of excitement build in my loins. I slapped her ass hard so she'd yelp and I took her, sliding in, feeling almost no resistance to the first three inches of my cock as her worked opening took it, slick and soupy like a humid summer day. My cockhead bathed in her gushing heat and Bell sighed loudly, pushing back onto me as I drove into her, "ahhh! Oh my go-aaahhhh!"

She began to feel it as I broke into her deeper, going rigid and throwing her head back as my cockhead kissed the entrance to her womb, my thick prick making her stretch in ways she never knew she could. She felt fantastic, tightly wrapping me in her sex. Hot and syrupy wet, rippling tightly around me as I drove forward, "oh god, fuck fuck fuhhhh-uck."

"The way you blow," I hushed her, "I'd figured you for a size queen." I rubbed my hands over the small of her back to relax the clamping muscles, my thumbs working her wherever she tensed as I began to push against that beautiful, bouncy, ass, sheathed fully in her, not giving up an inch, "but I can tell you've never been broken in all the way," and I gave her a hard double pump punctuated with a firm ass-slap as I claimed her body to a yelp.

Bell hissed like a cat as I pushed steadily against her ass, burying myself deep in her and rotated my hips slightly as I pushed to my root, torturing the walls of her grasping pussy. "Ah! Ahhh..," she was beginning to like it. Wetness slipped down my balls as they slapped into Bell's clit and she moaned, "nnnng, nnn'soo fullll..."

"Good girl, good girl... " I crooned to her as I withdrew, "ohh yeah look at that," her pussy snapped wetly as she sighed with relief and pleasure at me dragging my length back over her g-spot "look at that frothy pussy, you're a great lay, Bell."

Bell looked back over her shoulder at me, her jaw working, eyes wide. I could feel it, the little bumps in her pussy, the kaleidoscoping tightness building as I held her tight to my hips and pummelled her womb. "It's coming it's coming..," she panted and I shoved the top and sports bra she wore up to grab on of her heavy, pink, tits, the large aereola puffy and the nipple that capped the firm tit hardening in my palm, "oh god, it's cuaaa-haaa ah ah ahhhhhh!"

Bell wailed as she came, her straining pussy gushed and twisted on my shaft, working me with every silky stretched inch, gushing on my cock, soaking my hips in her sweet smelling cum. I pumped hard as her body quaked and her eyes rolled back. Her hands fell from the tree and I caught her pulling her shaking body tightly to me, her slack mouth too tempting, I pressed my mouth to her and she responded weakly, pressing her tongue to mine as we collapsed to our knees, my shaft still pumping hard into her.

Bell's pussy milked me eagerly as she pressed her ass back onto my cock and I pressed her chest to the ground with a hand on her back. Moaning a guttural animal noise that Allie and Danni only made when I'd spent the evening absolutely ravishing them, another orgasm chained into her first and Bell wailed as my pummelling.

"Ahhh, ahhhhggggoddddd! Ah god! Ahhhhh," it was loud, rising in pitch, and I couldn't resist grabbing the back of her head by her hair and pulling her back to make the wail louder as I felt the pressure in my balls regain to break.

"Good girl, Bell," I groaned, and loosed a seemingly endless stream of cum in her beaten snatch.

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By the time I got home, the memory of Bell collapsing in the grass with a red hand print on her sexy ass, my pearly cum welling from between her perfect pink pussy lips, was fading as I headed to the slip, lowering the main sail as I coasted in and found Allie and Danni waiting for me.

Their nostrils flared, nearly pulling me bodily from the boat, they examined me, sniffing and giving me long, burning looks as they slid their hands into my pants, sampling the leavings of my time with Bell.

"Did you find anything out," Allie demanded, ripping my fly open as Danni popped buttons on the sweater shirt I wore to strip it from me.

"Yes, I-"

"Later," Danni hissed and spun me to her, grabbing my hardening cock and kissing me hard, biting my lower lip to draw blood.

"What the fuck has gotten into you two?"

I was trying to fend them off, but they were coming at me from both sides, pulling off my clothes and biting at me with every kiss.

"It was that Bell, the redhead," Danni told Allie, completely ignoring me.

Nodding, Allie fixed me with a dark glare as she licked her hand that had been stroking me, "she tastes good. Bitch."

"Danni, babe," I asked confused "are you back to us? What's happening here," I pleaded. Danni ignored me, a shake rattling her shoulders as she wrapped a leg over my hips to grind against me.

"I'm back." Grabbing me by the balls, Danni dragged me to the larger sailboat that we'd used to escape Calabogie. She and Allie shooed me onto it and into the sleeper cabin.

"Allie, baby, you told me... you knew-"

Danni pulled me toward the bed, and Allie closed the door behind us, the cabin going mostly dark. "I know what I told you, moya lyubova."

"But I didn't break our rules, what's happening?" Something about this was off, they seemed... not angry, but ravenous, like I was prey, "girls, please. Talk to me."

Four hands shoved me in the dark and I found myself on the sleeper at the front of the boat as I heard clothing hit the floor. It was a tight space, barely enough for two adults comfortably. The pressed in on me on either side.

"Shut the fuck up, Calvin," Danni told me and pounced.

*

It was dark when I woke up, and I was sore, and hurt in a hundred small spots and was desperately thirsty.

Astride me, Danni still held my soft prick in her entrance, cum slowly pooling out of her and over my skin. Her naked body was pressed to mine, her large breasts spread across my chest, belly on mine feeling as if we were glued together. The faint light in the sailboat's sleeper cabin was barely enough to see the flash of her eyes as she lifted her head from my chest.

"You're awake," she informed me, planting a gentle kiss on my cheek. "You okay?"

Blinking, I pressed a cold hand to my face and tried to stop the world from spinning. "What did you two do to me? I feel like death."

Danni slapped my chest. "You're just dehydrated. Big baby." Danni shifted, raised herself from my chest, all of her weight pressing painfully into my pelvis.

"Ahh, Jesus, what the hell?"

"You might be a little sore. We worked you hard to get her stink off you."

Still getting my bearings, I sat up, felt the world spin, and fell back down as Danni stood. "Ah! I... Danni, what's going on? Are we alright?"

Her finger pressed to my lip. "Baby, you came home stinking of her and we both just... it made us feel competitive. A little feral."

"Wha?"

"Allie drank from you twice and she made you ride her once. Her pussy is still raw, so be gentle with her tonight..."

My dick hurt at the thought of even attempting an erection, "tonight? What?"

"... and you, mister, got a nice load down my throat and that took care of those shakes, and then this hungry little kiska," she punched Allie's' Russian word for her own pussy, "got a three course meal."

I could barely get a handle on the here and now, even the math was defeating me, but I stabbed at it, "I came seven times?"

"Eight if you count your morning wood with Allie, and then probably twice more with the redhead, right? That's ten. That's a busy day even for you, hon." She patted my leg in the darkness. "Get your shit together and meet us all at the table."

I heard the cabin door open, and the thump of a thermos of water next to me, "oh my god, jump in the lake too. You smell like a whorehouse."

*

More than a little afraid that there was going to be some kind of comeuppance for Bell, I drank my thermos of water, immediately feeling better. A dip in the lake helped too. My memories of the afternoon started to take shape as I climbed out of the lake, a non-stop haze of my women's mouths and tits and asses, no words, just animal grunts and sighs, lust and jealousy-fuelled sex.

Allie stood with a small pile of clothes for me on the dock, looking down at me in the water with a grin as I climbed out.

"I like that you do not shrink in the cold water," she smiled, reaching out to my half-mast prick. "He has had a long day, moya lyubova," she stroked gently, her warmth filling me.

"Seriously, Allie, please, if you two are gonna throw me out of bed or something, just tell me. I feel like I'm in trouble."

She held out a pair of boxers to me that I dragged over my wet legs as I shivered, and then pants. "You are not in trouble, this is just your own guilt for enjoying someone else, Calvin. We have balanced things out."

I buttoned the old jeans and accepted a t-shirt and cardigan, "I feel like you're both upset."

"We are, but not at you," her hazel eyes flashed in the gloom of evening. "I am upset I couldn't give you enough and resorted to Quinn. Danni is upset about Quinn still. She hated hearing the sounds of our lovemaking without being a part of it, so Quinn is done now. Wendy says she's likely well immunized, and Danni and I are both angry at ourselves for allowing it to happen in our bed."

I took her by the hips and pulled her close, "what about Bell?"

Slender arms ringed my neck, and Allie pulled herself to my lips. "We both liked the taste and scent of her. If she does not murder us all, we may be willing to see if she is worthy of a place here."

She dropped back from her toes, my lips warm from her kiss, "now come on, everyone is waiting for you to debrief us."

"Wait.. Allie," she turned back to me, pulling me by my hand, "what about Danni, is she back in bed with us?"

Allie smiled, wide and toothy, and unabashed, "yes she is. We had a good talk and cry before we spotted you and our heat went wild."

*

The 'debrief' was a positive one. I ran through what Bell had told me, what I'd told her, and I skipped the good bits, despite everyone clearly knowing they'd happened.

"So basically, Bell, and at least a few others really are looking for a safe place and help. She doesn't trust the whole group. She won't say why, but-"

"-they're obviously looking for males they can take back to Foley to trade their way up in these 'rings," Danni broke in. "That ex of yours and the older woman looked at you and Bailey like cattle. Not like Bell with her hero worship and fuck-me eyes, or the rest."

Shrugging, I nodded and pushed my hair out of my face, "yeah, probably. It seems likely. I think she might be lying about some things herself, though."

"Like what," Danni asked.

I thought back to railing Bell, her pussy tight, working my cock up into her, how fresh her tits were... "I'm not one hundred percent sure, but I have a feeling."

Joe looked over at Luis, holding Aria's hand tightly. "We need to start working on building a bridge to the next island. We need the space even more now if we're talking about more bodies here, and we'll need to get some space going for a second garden and chicken coop at a minimum."

Aria, a little green around the gills, piped in, "are these women all looking for a man to... be with" she trailed off, and I caught Wendy pulling away from Luis. That wound wasn't healed yet.

"Some for sure, yeah. They don't know how many men are here, but I think they figure more than I'm admitting. Some of them will have kids too. I don't know how many, but I'd like to help them get away from this Geddy woman."

"But some of them want a man, is what she's asking, Cal," Wendy came in strong. "As in, our men."

I looked down at the table and tapped it. "I think there may be a couple of men too, but yeah, that's a possibility, Wendy."

A pregnant, angry pause filled the room. Wendy seemed to be fighting tears, looking away from Aria, who was making a face of extreme inner conflict. Joe and Luis seemed to be trying to shrink into their chairs. Danni watched me closely.

"Nobody has to welcome a third," Allie spoke clearly, firmly, locking eyes with all of them, "or even a fourth," she held Danni's gaze, "into their bed without truly wanting to."

Wendy started to speak and Allie held up her hand, "let me speak." Everyone settled down. "We all know we have to help these people. Even if Calvin didn't have a surprise daughter tucked away there, we'd have to. We all remember how bad Klossinger's camp was, and these people are suffering their own version. We can't sit by.

"We also don't have to surrender what we have to them," she continued. "Daniella and I worked hard to build this with Calvin, and love grew between us," she reached across to Danni and took her hand. "It did," turning back to the rest of us, "but it's for the relationship to decide, and the rest of us to back them in that, no matter what." She glanced at Quinn, "I forgot that and hurt my love, and so did others here, but we've learned that lesson. Let's embrace it."

Everyone was silent for a few moments, just watching Allie, letting it sink in. Finally, Luis spoke up. "I guess we all know that's me too," and he took Wendy's hand and insistently dragged her clenched fist to his lips. "I'm never gonna stop being sorry, baby, and we'll do what you want. As long as I have you, I don't care about the rest."

Wendy began to cry, and kissed Luis, and it felt like something healed.

"Well," Aria laughed-cried, "we're pregnant!"

As if we'd planned it, the rest of us shouted 'finally!'

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And so, the decision was made; we'd help Bell and the people she needed to save, but we had to do it carefully, we had to limit risk; and that meant finding a way to separate the dangerous folks in Bell's group from the one's that we could trust to take our help without stabbing us in the back.

That turned out to be hard, and we debated, discussed, and threw ideas around for two days, but fate, as I'd often discovered, found that gap and filled it.

I was sitting in the living room with Danni and Katy, playing with the three babies. I'd kept at putting more time in with the kids, all of them, and I was finding a lot of joy in spending a bit of time with June and Sofi on mornings that I didn't have to hustle the boys out for hunting.

"Cal... dad," Katy asked me nervously, Danni nudging her, "can I ask you something?"

Things with Katy had been improving a lot lately. She was still a teenager, and she and Allie still fought like cats, but the tense period of drama was improving with Danni's help. The simple fact that she wasn't Allie had allowed the kid to open up to her, and she and Allie were having a lot of long, whispered, conversations about it in bed at night.

"Of course you can, Katy," I smiled at her while I tickled her baby sister into spastic wriggles of laughter, while June happily sat on my leg making horsey noises that she'd been hearing across the water.

"Cal, you're gonna make her pee her pants again, we're trying to get them off the diapers," Danni scolded me.

"Sorry babe," I crossed my eyes and nodded, turning back to Katy, "what's up Katy-kat?'

"Don't call me 'Katy-kat, dad, I'm not a little kid." Katy pushed her mid-shoulder-length deep brown hair back, twisting it over one shoulder the way Danni did, and fixed me with the same serious face. "I want to go with you when you take the boys hunting. The more of us that can hunt, the better, and I'm really bored of fishing and catching rabbits. I can skin a rabbit and scale a fish faster than either Bailey or Caleb."

I looked at Danni pleadingly, and she shrugged as if to say 'this one's all you.'

Picking up June, who'd rolled backward into my side, I righted her as she toddled gabbling 'mama play mama' to Danni who was checking that Sofi hadn't had another accident. "I assume you've been trying to talk this out with your mom?"

"Yeah, and she won't let me, and that's bullshi-" A hard look from both Danni and I stopped the slip. "It's... poorly considered..," Katy went on, glancing back at Danni for reassurance, getting it with a nod, "because my mom is all about empowerment, except when it comes to me."

Wincing, I hated that this thirteen-year-old kid was talking me into this, but I'd had the same argument with Allie when I started teaching the boys to shoot. Katy was dropping points on me like Jordan.

"... and, let's not forget that my stepdad is literally one of the best snipers in the world, and probably more qualified than anyone alive to teach me how to properly handle a firearm..."

I glanced at Danni, who was happily blowing raspberries on Sofi's little belly while June danced for her attention, and she shook her head at me. No help there.

"... And and, I already help butcher the chickens while the boys freak out, AND I helped you dress that deer, and-"

I raised my hands in surrender, "whoa whoa whoa, okay, you got me, I can't refute any of this, and you know I want to teach you," I told her, "but you know that there's one big thing that no fact in the world will change, right?"

Katy's bright eyes fell, and she looked at the floor downcast, "mom hates guns."

"Yeah. Your mom hates guns. Apocalypse be damned."

Katy looked up at me pleadingly, "please try?"

Sighing, knowing I was twisted around Katy's little finger even more than Danni or Allie's, I let my head fall, resigning myself to another argument about reasonable uses for firearms in the post-society world. "Fine, I'll try."

Katy's excitement, and what I was convinced was about to be permission to call her Katy-kat again was shattered as Allie raced across the house shouting my name.

"Calvin!"

All of us stared, confused and worried. Wendy came running in from outside, and Joe and the boys, fishing rods over their shoulder, stared in.

Allie was wide-eyed, afraid and her voice wavered, "Calvin, Shanae is on the radio. You need to go get her. Right now."

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Just like that, fate offered us an opportunity with a crisis, and Danni and I found ourselves in one of the canoes, packs on the floor, churning water because our friends' life depended on it.

Clara, Shanae's wife, had gone out to keep an eye on some movement they'd seen over a week ago. Shanae and Allie had been working for months to track the movement of Redeyes, and they'd finally started to see signs of the Redeye mobs that had caused the settlements north of Calabogie to go silent. Clara was a good tracker, and a solid shot, Allie claimed, but she'd never come back.

Shanae had been about ready to call for help as the signs of packs started to get more obvious, more scattered loners sniffing around their little compound, drawn by the sound of the water wheel that powered it. Without a way to travel safely, she was trapped, and then the bandits came.

She'd chased them off, running window to window, desperately trying to make it seem like there were multiple people shooting, and not just her with her dad's old Browning and a deer rifle. The bandits had been damn close to getting past the gate when the Redeyes showed and tore them up. She'd radioed in the morning when the reception was usually best.

Now, as Danni and I slipped across the water, Allie at home, enraged at me for refusing to let her come. There was absolutely no way she'd be going, I wasn't risking another pregnancy. I wasn't risking her out there with no gun.

Danni agreed and made goddamn sure I knew she was coming. "I've talked to Shanae, at least, she's one of us," she'd motioned back and forth between herself and Allie.

"One of you," I'd asked as I put gear in my pack, not really thinking much about the answer that would come.

"Yeah, Cal," Danni insisted, "she's got one of your babies too, and I'd love her little Alexia just as much as I do June and Sofi. Shanae is one of us, so I'm goddamn coming," she set her jaw defiantly, "besides, next to you I'm the best shot here and you know I can handle myself in a fight."

That was true. Danni had grown up hunting with her dad and brother, and dealing with animals on a farm with her badass mom. When I found her hiding in the remains of her family's place, she'd done so through a running gunfight that claimed her mom and brother's lives. I'd let myself forget how tough you needed to be to survive the world off of our little island now. "Fine. Let's go."

"It'll take us days to get there on foot," Danni had begun to get her gear out alongside mine. "Let's see if we can borrow the horses from the ladies, maybe get a little backup? It'd cut it down to two days each way?"

I looked at her, horrified, "but then they'd know the only two adults they've seen are gone, Danni. What if they come for Bailey?" A cold fear twisted in my gut. I'd had to hunt my nephew and his kidnappers once already.

"Oh, I have an idea about that we can use to solve some other problems," Danni assured me.

So, with a quick family conference to lay out Danni's plan, we hit the water. A lot hinged on Bell being willing to do what we asked, to prove herself by taking a pretty serious risk, but if anyone could sell it, Danni could.

*

"So you want to take three of our horses for as much as five days for what?"

Things had clearly shifted at the women's camp since I'd last spoken to Bell. Jess was clearly stepping out front of the redheaded soldier, squaring herself off against Danni as she gave me the eye.

"A friend of ours is in trouble, and if we can borrow your horses, we can help her and her baby." Danni looked past Jess to the others, holding Bell's gaze for a moment before she spoke, "once we're back, Calvin and I will help you get your people back, and we'll see about finding you a place with us or somewhere safer nearby." She held up a bag of preserves and fresh bread, "and we'll leave this food for you. I'd guess it's been a while since you had fresh bread and real fruit? It's the best we can offer for goods right now, but we're good for our promises too."

Most of the women were nodding, looking hungrily at the food, or me. Only Jess, Lupe, and a small Asian woman I assumed was Wu's older sister by her looks didn't seem at least interested.

Danni turned to Bell, and spoke pointedly, "we want to give you all a chance, but we have to do this first. We have to ask you to trust us a little bit."

Jess stepped back in front of Danni, a good five inches shorter, she was all fire, all fight, hardly the introspective, quietly melancholy woman I'd once wondered if I'd fallen in love with.

"Hey, porn star Pochahontas," I winced, knowing how deeply Danni hated that kind of dismissive racism from stories she'd told me about growing up half-blooded, let alone the porn star thing, "d'you honestly think I believe you're leaving that kid alone and coming back with these horses? I'm not an idiot."

Danni stepped in close, really close, and all five-nine of her looming. I tried to stifle a chuckle. Jess didn't know she'd just picked a fight with a farm girl, or just how much fighting my honey could do in a pinch. "I don't think your skinny, racist, starving, ass is in much shape to turn down good food and a helping hand, Jessica," Danni growled.

Eyes widening, Jess stepped back, caught herself, and stepped back in. This was taking a turn.

"Let's take a breath," I gently pulled Danni back, putting an arm in front of Jess as Bell stepped in, a hand out to grab her if she swung at Danni. This was not the girl I'd known. "We're offering a lot, everything you asked us for," I said right to Bell, "and a good bit of food as a down payment. Send someone with us to keep an eye on the horses if you want."

I slid between Jess and Danni, breaking their fiery eye contact, and locking onto Jess' sea-green eyes, "you know me, no matter how mad you are at me, Jess, you came looking for me. I know it, you know it. Why don't you come with?"

Something in her eyes softened, and I thought it might work for a second. I'd be happy to get her alone and get a read on who she'd become, but her eyes narrowed. "So you can jack me full of cum and make me your slave? I don't think so."

"Okay, enough of this shit," Bell turned to the group, leaving Jess to wage her war with me, and raised her hand "who's for this? I'll go and keep an eye on things, and you all get the food and the help we asked for." Several of the women were nodding, hands slowly rising, "If it works out, we're a hell of a lot better off. If it doesn't you'll be on foot, but you'll be fed at least." More hands went up accompanied by shrugs. They were all hungry.

The vote ended up six to four.

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"So seriously, you guys are gonna be good to your word, right?"

We'd been travelling about two hours, and the sun was threatening to hit noon. We'd come around the southern tip of the lake, trotting steadily north along highway fifteen, and spun north-west to hit the small old roads to cross at Town Ferry Lock. Danni had looked at me unsurely, knowing my worries about the Redeye population north-east in Smiths' Falls. I was more worried about the towns in between us and 'Bogie. We'd need to swing wide through forest and rough fields to stay out of Perth, near where Allie had spotted a large herd tailing us on our flight from Klossinger's back in the day.

"I'd've done it already if I wasn't," Danni assured her.

We were riding in a loose triangle, Danni up front, Bell between us on the outside. She glanced back at me with a bit of concern in the rear, struggling with the steady trot of the horse. I'd never been much of a rider, and now I was trailing behind two women who'd clearly spent years on a horse, my balls hating me. "Done what?"

Danni twisted on her horse, her rifle slung, and pulled the black wheelgun from her belt, holding it so that Bell could easily see that she wasn't going to shoot her, waggled it, and put it back. I shook my head, sighing at my wife. She was hazing Bell every chance she got, and Bell seemed to get it, turning back to me with a questioning look.

"We're good, Bell, don't worry. I'm more worried about what some of your people might do."

We rode in silence for a while, the horses hooves the only sound as they clippy-clopped along at a steady trot. I'd wanted to light out at full speed, but Danni had reined me in, assuring me we'd get there in two days at a steady pace if we didn't cause the animals to have heart attacks.

"Better to have them save their energy in case we need to run, okay," she'd told me. I found that it rankled a little, not because it was Danni, but because I'd gotten used to silently being in charge of keeping everyone alive. "I know you're thinking of a little girl who needs her daddy right now, but we can't go charging in, okay?"

Still looking back at me, she nodded and asked hopefully, "did you get the read on my people that you wanted?"

"Oh yeah," I answered. "I think we did."

Ahead of us, Danni chuckled. "I'm gonna knock that Jess cunt right out next time I see her. If she doesn't do something really stupid first. How'd you ever end up messing with a skank like that, babe?"

Bell laughed at that, her red hair tossing as her head went back, "yeah, what the fuck? She's been like that as long as I've known her, too. Doesn't seem like your kind of girl," she winked at me.

"I saw that wink, red," Danni shot at her sternly, and Bell reddened looking down and away quickly.

"Sorry. I'm sorry."

Danni burst out laughing, pulling her horse around in front of Bell so she could look at her straight on, "it's okay, I'm just messing with you." Danni's eyes softened. "He's right, you're really a little too earnest to be lying to us. Aren't you?"

Bell pulled back the reins, stopping her horse cold. "I really am just trying to help my kid and those people," she sounded tired saying it, and Danni regarded her slowly, watching Bell carefully.

"You're a little bit of a fan of his too, aren't you? It's not just being horny for him?"

Bell glanced back at me, struggling to get my horse to stop, listening to watch for surprised attack. We were coming up to the crossing at Lake Ferry, and I was half convinced we'd be jumped any second while Danni felt Bell out.

"After he saved my ass I read everything I could about Cal. I couldn't help it. He'd just done it, never even said a word to me. It was like all the stories people told about him. Half of it was blacked out, but there were numbers, places, a lot of the basics that made the crazy soldier stories make sense."

"He makes an impression," Danni smiled at her. It seemed like she was finally making up her mind. "I'm gonna make you a deal between just you and me, okay Bell?"

"Sure..." Bell agreed, sounding unsure.

Danni waved at her to ride next to her, "if you tell me what you read when he goes to sleep, we - you and me - we're good. I'll stop breaking your balls."

Bell brightened, "I can do that."

I followed behind them, sighing half in relief, half in terror. Anyone but Danni, even Allie, I'd think might be luring Bell into a trap, but not Danni. She was always presented plain with how she felt about people. No hiding. She liked Bell.

She didn't trust her, though.

*

The ferry crossing was closed, not how we left it when we sailed through two years ago. The large concrete bridge stretched across the waterway. It was two years more beaten by weather, but someone had been keeping it up enough that it would work if you turned the big cranks.

We sat at the tree line with the horses munching grass in cover while I chewed on one of Aria's perfect sandwiches. Chicken this time, with some of her homemade mayonnaise. Behind me, Bell made borderline orgasmic noises as she bit into the one Danni had handed her.

"Oh my god, mmm, oh my god!"

"Good, right," Danni asked rhetorically. Between she and Aria, we ate pretty damn well with whatever we had on hand, and Allie, Luis and I were all pretty decent in the kitchen too.

I scanned the tree-lined sides of the road on the other side. The Redeye packs had been moving north the last two years, slowly ceding a good portion of the area as we and other settlers seemed to figure out how to take hold. There were plenty of them around still, though. People were scattered, mostly clustering in the buildings in towns like Slead's Landing and the Ferry. The town was maybe two blocks long from the road... but it was the only smaller crossing outside if the two bigger towns nearby.

"We going?"

I turned to Danni, shrugging, "Bell?"

Danni held her binoculars out, but Bell waved them off. "The bridge is a perfect ambush point, and they've been maintaining it. Why not leave it open, cut off Redeyes from this side? The controls over her are all smashed," she motioned to the small operators hut, the heavy metal gears beaten to pieces. She shook her head and set her jaw. "Ambush for sure."

Danni and I looked back to each other, "okay, she's pretty good, right? That was right, Cal?"

"No, this is what's gonna be pretty good," Bell smirked, pulling off her camo jacket and pants before messing up her hair and rubbing some dirt on her face. "You got me?"

I unslung my rifle and moved a little bit to the right to get the angle I'd need. "Oh, I got you."

Bell handed Danni her C7 and held out her hand. "Trade me your.38? I've gotta earn that sandwhich."

Danni traded the guns with her silently and looked over at me wide eyed as Bell burst out of the treeline, screaming and crying as she ran to the bridge.

"Jesus Christ, Cal, are we just letting her-"

I motioned to the left where Danni could get a good spot in the trees. "Go twenty feet that way and set up. We have to cover her, Dee."

It didn't take long for three figures to emerge. Two of them had rifles, one a handgun. Bell collapsed at the halfway point of the bridge perfectly. Pro work feigning exhaustion, and proceeded to cry loudly like she'd broken her ankle.

I sighted the group. One, with the better rifle, stayed at the back, a real biker-bitch type. Looked pretty competent, but she still glanced back over her shoulder a little too often. There was someone in cover, likely the boss. The other two were another road-hardened woman with a shotgun that looked like she'd dragged it out of a Walmart dumpster, and a kid, he couldn't have been more than nineteen. He held a rusty.38, and he held it wrong. "Track the women," I hissed to Danni. "That kid's a captive."

"I think there's a man in the shadows," she hissed back. "The one with the rifle keeps looking back."

She was good at this. She'd've done well in the forces. "Good call, babe," I couldn't resist congratulating her as I got a bead on the rifle but about twenty metres back from the tree cover. It was hanging low, not being aimed, out an open window of one of the houses there.

"What do we do, Calvin?"

"Wait for her signal and get the one with the rifle in your sights."

The woman with the shotgun and the boy got to Bell, and she put on a show, clawing at the kid, shouting for them to help her, the woman with the shotgun telling her to shut up loudly. Until the woman with the rifle walked onto the bridge. She began yelling, "she's got nothing, fucking dump her and let's go!"

Bell reached for the pistol jammed in the waistband of her panties, and I hummed my rhyme as I fired. The rifle that'd been hanging out the window leapt, a body falling through the glass and it all went tumbling. Another shot, Bell had gotten the one with the shotgun, and she was trying to drag the crying boy out of the way.

Danni was cursing nearby as she fired and the round whizzed past the woman, "shit shit!"

I could see movement at the top of the road, and didn't want to change my line, "Danni, do you have her?"

"Fucking bitch," Danni racked the slide and got up on one knee, the woman turning and fired from the hip, a tree behind us throwing up a hail splinters.

"Danni, goddammit, I have to focus here!

I was seeing three figures moving. More than I'd like. Another shot went wide of Danni, and Bell leapt into the water with the boy to avoid being shot. "I know!"

She fired, the woman with the rifle dropped like a sack of potatoes as I spotted a young man, skinny, wearing only tighty-whitesys and a leather cut, a woman, bare from the top up, leather chaps on her bottoms, and a heavy set man my age in a leather jacket and a nazi-style bucket helmet racing to the bridge. They all had AK's somehow. The kind of shit that would tear us to pieces with ease. "Calvin," Danni sounded worried.

"One, two," I hummed, the woman's head exploded and the skinny guy skittered toward a tree covered in her gore, my next round catching him under the arm and flipping him to his back as he died.

The big guy was coming and had spotted Bell in the water with the kid. I hummed my rhyme as I watched him raise the rifle.

The stupid helmet went flying with the top half of his head. A nice, bloody, hole right through the swastika.

We waited, keeping our eyes peeled while Bell got to shore with the kid.

"Holy shit, babe," Danni breathed. She'd killed a man before. She'd seen me kill men before, hell, she'd seen me shoot a deer on the run and the three Redeyes chasing it before they could get it, but she'd never seen me do that. "Holy shit. They had..."

"Automatic rifles, yeah. That would've been bad."

Danni ran to me, grabbing me by my jacket and hauled me in for a kiss. "If we had time, I'd fuck your brains out right here, Cal Travers."

I glanced up to Bell and the kid, both shivering from the cold water. "In front of them," I teased.

Danni gave Bell a look. "Fuck it, she could join in," she pulled me back in for an other kiss before breaking away and headed toward Bell with her clothes, "let's get you guys dry and warm."

It didn't take long for Danni to get a small fire going in a fireplace of the lockmasters house, and Bell and the kid huddled in front of it to warm up. I collected the raiders gear, which worried me. AK-47s weren't exactly the kind of thing you'd expect to find in the wild of Canada, but by the look of the group we'd killed, they'd have had the connections to get them.

All of them had tats that marked them as part of one of the big Quebec biker gangs. Tough customers, and I realized we'd been lucky that they'd been so unprepared for us. I dragged the bodies into the underbrush, and went through their things.

Other than the chatter guns, most of their stuff was shit. Road-beaten to worthlessness, most of their firearms were complete big box store garbage, and I tossed them into the water once I'd collected the ammo.

The kid was named Paul, eighteen, almost nineteen, formerly from Smiths Falls, hiding out in the area with his folks. They'd been killed, and he'd been grabbed a week ago to serve as a honey pot for travellers. Seemed like a nice, nerdy kid. Danni squeezed my arm, and I knew exactly what she was thinking.

"Listen, Paul, we're going to come back this way in about three days. If you're still here and there's no surprises, we can offer you a place with us." I thumbed at Bell, "she's new too."

Paul seemed more than happy to hide out with the raiders supplies for a few days if it meant a safe home, and we hit the road within the hour, though Bell did still seem a little chilled. We took off at a fast trot for an hour to make up time.

*

By the time evening was threatening, we were coming up on a charming shallow pond called Mud Lake, and according to my map, there was a hamlet not far beyond. We'd gone wide around the town of Perth, the second of the larger towns in the area, to make sure we avoided Redeye nests, and the horses were tired from picking through back roads.

Scanning ahead, Danni spotted a good option to camp, a lone semi-modern smallish ranch-style farmhouse that was covered across much of it with vines, and had a chimney that looked like it was in good shape, but didn't seem to have much sign of life.

It turned out to be a good spot, the double garage open, cars long since gone. There were old moving blankets that we could cover the horses with, and the interior was mostly untouched.

Over the last couple of years. We'd found that Redeyes tended to take over larger spaces in towns so that they could cluster together, and rarely lone places like the house. The back door was open, and the place had been ransacked at some point, but the basement had its own entrance, and the fireplace. The sunken basement also shared a wall with the garage, so the horses would get some heat. It'd do well, and I made a note of the place on my map in case of future need.

Bell dug around the remains of the kitchen while Danni set up the basement. We ended up finding a couple of cans of stew that were still in good shape, but packed them for later. We had brought enough fresh food with us, and Bell was in love with the sandwiches.

"Come help me graze the horses." Danni asked her as I headed to the basement to get the fire going. I watched them lead the animals. Danni with two, and Bell the third, into the huge overgrown pasture behind the house. In the basement, I glanced out the window to see them talking while the horses drank from a stream. I slid the window open slightly so I could hear.

"... I just want to make sure you know what to expect. He normally gets 'attention' from both Allie and I during the day, and then at night, plus the fighting will have his blood up."

"I didn't realize that you-"

"Oh yeah," I could hear the smile on Danni's face. "Are you going to be able to handle it?"

"God, I don't know... I can still feel it from the last time..."

Danni glanced at the house, I'm sure seeing me somehow in the window, and fixed Bell with a look. "Did you swallow him? Be honest."

"Yeah..." Bell stared at the ground, turning slightly from Danni, who already knew the answer.

Danni took her hand, "Bell, sweetie, I'll help you, but you have to know that he's gonna renovate that pussy, right?"

Bell turned to her, and the breeze carried her words to me. "He'd listen if I don't want to, though, right?"

Danni laughed, not mockingly, sweetly, and shook her head "Honey, my man is a capital 'B,' capital 'D' Big Dog. The moment he gets hard and he looks at you, your brain is gonna shut off and you'll be begging for it. Sometimes I'm pissed at him and he just gives me that look and I wake up on my back, all orgasm afterglow and dripping. That's what you signed up for when you swallowed."

Bell glanced back at the house furtively, clearly nervous. "... Jesus Christ, that sounds like sexual slavery..."

Danni leaned into her, but I could still hear her, "I get high on it and I love him like crazy. I'm happy and I wouldn't give it up for anything. Haven't you ever had that, even before? Don't you get that when you have some now? "

"No," Bell sighed, "I haven't had a man like that since Freddie. Geddy feeds me little doses of Jacobs' cum in food like the others, but it only holds off the shakes and... "

"When the right one mates you... girl, it's good. Freddie makes us go back for it over and over," Danni told her, "but I want him too. The other girls at our place with their men... they have that too, but it's so much stronger with him."

A nervous laugh from Bell, "I can't believe you're being so cool about this... how the hell aren't you kicking my ass?"

Danni looked off in the distance, turning back to Bell, "everybody enjoys getting a little strange sometimes, Bell."

*

After that, I hustled to get the fire going and make sure we were secure. We'd closed and locked upstairs windows and doors, boarding a couple with plywood from the garage, and I used towels to cover the windows in the basement to make sure nobody spotted lights.

Danni had zipped our sleeping bags together, and, having a second thought, added Bell's too, laying them all out on the large sleeping mats as one big bag in front of the fireplace. It would have let me know what we'd be up to even if I hadn't been eavesdropping.

Upstairs, I heard them come in from the garage. Danni coached Bell, "take off anything you don't want ripped off, or you can't unbutton."

"Why? Is he just going to-"

Silence for a moment, and I made a point of making some noise, moving the wood for the fire around, pulling my shirts off.

More quietly, Danni whispered, "can you smell that? He's horny as hell, it should be making you tingle all over."

"Is that it? Holy shit." Clothes hit the floor softly, a belt buckle clanked on the tile.

"You've never had this? Oh my god Bell, this is going to be amazing."

Moments later, Danni and Bell stepped down the stairs softly, Danni holding the smaller woman by her bare shoulders. Bell wore nothing but her unbuttoned fatigue jacket, her rosy, puffy nipples soft, breasts hanging like perfect teardrops from her chest, red bush trimmed back from our first encounter to a little arrowhead. She looked nervous as she took me in. I'd pulled my shirt off and tossed it to the floor. Bell turned to Danni. "What happened to him? He's covered in bruises?"

"Oh, we got a little feral when he got home after your... encounter," she whispered. "He gives them to us sometimes too, when we're all really worked up." Danni pinched her neck. "He'll give you one if he wants to keep you."

Bell looked unsure at that, suddenly hyper-aware that this was more than a good lay in the woods. She was going to be in my bed with me. With my wife. Her nipples hardened, ruby red lips parting as she scoured me with bright blue eyes, breathing, "keep me..."

Danni smiled, she wasn't playing games with Bell, but holy hell was she testing the woman. My woman wasn't wearing a stitch, her long dark hair over her shoulders to frame those perfect big tits, and she pressed her belly to Bell's side, making her best doe eyes at me. "Calvin, babe, Bell's cold. Can you help me warm her up?" To seal the deal, she took Bell's chin in one hand and turned the redhead to her, their lips meeting in a soft, passionate kiss as she pulled the jacket from Bell's shoulders.

*

I'd grabbed them both, growling as I hefted them over my shoulders, slapping the pair of lovely bottoms before setting the women down in front of me to preen and play while I loomed over them, unbuckling my belt slowly, pushing my pants off to reveal my rampant cock.

Danni had attacked it, pulling Bell along with her to lick my cock up and down, battling playfully to suck the head until Bell got a chance to show off her deepthroating skill, and took me in on gulp. Even Danni, a pro at swallowing my sword, watched with wide eyes as the redheaded soldier licked my balls with my shaft stretching her mouth to its limits, and my head distending her throat, gurgling self-satisfaction. Entranced, Danni commanded us, "sixty-nine! Oh do a sixty-nine!"

Bell gasped as my length slid from her as she pulled back, pulling me down as I went to lay down for her, she shook her head and spun, arching her back dramatically. "Pick me up," Bell demanded and latched back onto my cock, still slick with her mouth. Obliging her, I got on my knees and lifted her supple body, hooking her legs over my shoulders so I could eat her out while she serviced my rod, loudly moaning and making throat noises around it as she pumped her mouth on me.

Danni stood behind Bell, caressing her body, pinching Bell's nipples while I pressed my face to Bell's pussy, lapping greedily as her thighs squeezed around my ears. She was soaking wet again, quaking with her arousal as I pulled her pussy tight to my mouth so I could nibble her clit, both hands kneading her ass in rhythm with her spirited inverted blowjob. "Let me in there," Danni demanded and she pushed into the weeping snatch in front of me with her fingers.

It wasn't long until Bell's enjoyment at all the attention got the better of her and she pulled from my cock and cried out to the floor as she came on my tongue and Danni's digits, going tight and rigid, and then loose, nearly sliding between us. I caught her, letting her down slowly while she grasped weakly at my cock bobbing in her face.

An evil look crossed Danni's face as I sank to the ground so that I could slide my purple cockhead between Bell's lips, "eat me, baby," Danni begged as she threw one leg over my shoulder. I found myself in heaven, Danni moaning and squealing on my mouth, Bell sucking on my rod as I slowly drilled her throat.

It wasn't long until I was on my elbows and knees, pumping my load down Bell's throat while Danni wailed her approval of my pussy eating skills.

*

We took a little time to have a meal, enjoying the heat of the fire, and the afterglow of the first round of sex quietly. Danni complimented Bell on her oral skills. I was happy to eat while they chatted. "How old is your little boy?"

Bell glanced to her and smiled wanly, "Vance. He's five." Bell was shimmying in place, struggling to get comfortable, a familiar glow growing on her skin.

"I can't believe they're keeping him from you," Danni said sadly, touching Bell's arm. "Did his father not make it through Freddie?"

Bell, distracted as she scratched her scar, sighed, "no, he was immune. He distracted the Redeyes while we got away... didn't make it."

"I'm so sorry, Bell," Danni held her hand, "poor little Vance, he must miss..." she trailed off.

"Ethan."

"He must miss Ethan so much," Danni finished, glancing at me as I stroked myself, and gently shaking her head side to side.

"Oh you're really feeling it now, aren't you," she asked Bell, "you're feeling it when he does."

Bell was on her calves in front of Danni, completely nude, her hips twitching, the room filling with a mix of her scent and Danni's as my cock stiffened and they both sighed, nipples hardening in unison. "I think so, oh my god I'm so. Fucking. Horny."

Danni inhaled sharply as I began playing my hands across her shapely legs, tickling her hips and kissing the soft flesh of her belly, slowly crawling behind her and began to run my growing hardon along her cleft as she rolled onto one perfect hip and reached between Bell's slightly parted legs.

"Nnn, oooo," Bell moaned, I could hear the liquid snapping of her sodden pussy at Danni playing with her. The broad-shouldered redhead melted, opening her legs and sighing into a hungry moan "oh my god, is feeling like this your life?"

"A lot of it," Danni was laid on her side with her butt out, twisting to accept my forceful, hungry kiss, wrapping a hand around the back of my neck. "He's bred me and Allie so much it's almost psychic now. Are you ready for us?"

"Yes," I answered simply as I lifted her upper leg slightly and pushed into the wet warmth of my wife's body. "Mmmmm, you feel so good, babe," I licked her long neck, wrapping my arms around her to pull her tight, "I missed you."

"Mmm! Hold me open, baby," Danni ordered, and I lifted her upper leg at the thigh so she was open, pushing my cock into her tight pussy. Danni sighed, leaning back to me. "Nice and slow," she tempered me, reaching out to Bell to pull her close while I played with her breasts. "Come here, Bell, do something for me."

Nervously, Bell took Danni's hands, "anything," and slipped in close to accept kisses from us both.

"Ohh god, oh he's making me crazy, Bell, eat my pussy!"

And Bell did.