What Remains: Wasteland

by Kris Norris

  Em moaned in response, sealing her lips around his width and sinking him into her mouth, taking him as deep as she could without gagging. Her jaw stretched to fit around his shaft, the sheer size of it spiking a tendril of fear. Hunter already felt like a brand inside her pussy, how the hell would she fit Kace up her ass at the same time?

  The thought lingered for a few more passes before the feel of his soft skin inside her mouth overshadowed everything else. Even Hunter’s gentle thrusts seemed to fade slightly as she gave herself over to the task of pleasing Kace.

  Rhys leaned in close to her ear, keeping his hands at her waist. “Fuck, darling. Do you know how hot you look? Kace stretching your pretty mouth while Hunter damn near splits your pussy in half? Finish Kace. I want to see you swallow everything he has to offer.”

  She moaned around Kace’s cock when Hunter slammed into her from beneath, as if reminding her he wasn’t finished with her. The vibrations seemed to trigger something in Kace. The man fisted her hair then started thrusting, moving his hips with barely contained measure. She held his cock in line with her mouth, allowing him to set the pace as she worked his shaft with her hand while applying more suction with her cheeks. The combination was all he needed. He cursed under his breath, his strokes becoming frantic pumps of his hips, his cock pulsing against her throat.

  Rough pants filled the room as the muscles in his stomach clenched. “Damn, Emersyn, I can’t hold it off. I’m about to pump this down your throat. If that’s not what you want…”

  She shook her head, refusing to release him when Rhys slapped her ass.

  “Take it, darling. All of it.”

  His command was quickly followed by Kace’s shout of completion. His hips jerked once then pressed hard against her, his cock unloading in a series of spurts. She swallowed all of it, drawing on his shaft in the hopes of more. His body trembled then relaxed, as he slowly unclenched his hands, releasing her hair as he withdrew his weakening erection from her mouth. She gazed up at him, licking her lips, letting him know she’d pleasure him again if he needed it.

  Kace fell to his knees, pulling her in as his mouth came down hard on hers. She traced his tongue, knowing he could taste his own release. He plundered her mouth, only stopping when he had to gasp for air. She looked into his eyes, giving him a genuine smile.

  He cupped her jaw, his eyes glassy. “God. Em. That was…shit. I’ve never…” He sighed. “Thank you.”

  He kissed her again, peppering more kisses down her chest and latching onto one nipple. This time, she speared her fingers through his hair, holding him tight to her chest as Hunter began moving faster, claiming her channel with long, deep strokes. Rhys tightened his hands around her waist, helping her meet each punishing stroke as the other man drove her higher, coiling that spring inside her groin again. But the faster Hunter went, the stronger her need became until tears prickled her eyes as her orgasm stalled, hanging just out of reach.

  She reached behind her, wrapping her arm around Rhys, hoping he’d understand and do something—anything—to push her over. He growled in her ear, nipping the hollow of her collarbone before smoothing his hand down her ass again and sinking his finger inside.

  Heat erupted in her groin, ballooning outward like a plume of smoke. She took a breath and held it, the fullness starting a chain reaction in her body. She didn’t know which part of her body would go over first, the pleasure from the two men intertwining. Then Kace bit down on her nipple, and she broke.

  Numbing warmth exploded in her ass and groin, shooting outward like a thousand tiny shards of glass. She arched around Rhys’ hand, locking one hand in Kace’s hair as she screamed her climax, suspended above Hunter by the sheer will of the other men. Her chest constricted, rendering her breathless when the feelings finally ebbed, leaving her sagging in their arms, her shared release with Hunter coating their thighs.

  Rhys’ lips brushed her neck, and she tilted her head, allowing him to drop kisses along her skin. The light caresses soothed some of her raw nerves until his cock nudged her back, and a new urgency surged inside her. She wanted him to claim her. To take her in a way no man had ever tried.

  She pushed against him, glancing at him across her shoulder. “I need you.”

  He touched her cheek, skimming his thumb along her jaw. “It’s like Kace said. You don’t need to jump into this going Mach five. I can—”

  She silenced him with a finger across his lips. “I. Need. You. Can’t make it any simpler than that.” She traced the outline of his mouth. “Please.”

  Chapter Nine

  Rhys stared at Emersyn, searching her eyes for any hint that her motivations were wrought from guilt. Being the only one among them not to climax, he suspected she might feel obligated to give him some form of release. Not that he expected it. Watching her surrender to the other men, writhing in ecstasy as they brought her to climax over and over, had satisfied him in a way he’d never anticipated. Where he thought he’d feel cheated or jealous, he only felt pleasure that she’d experienced sensations that had left her sagging in his arms, her skin laced with sweat, her breath a raspy wheeze as she fought to slow it down. But as his gaze locked on hers, all he saw was burning need. A need he’d initiated.

  Emotions tumbled through his chest, and he knew he’d never be the same man. That once he’d loved her, pieces of him would be rearranged in a way only Emersyn could ever put together. The thought should have scared him. The very notion that she held so much power over him was reason enough to remain a bit distant. But as her eyes pleaded with him, he was helpless against his own need. Against the fire welling inside him that demanded he claim her in the very way she wanted. That only her complete surrender would soothe the alpha part of him he’d had to shove aside in order to share her with Kace and Hunter, much like he suspected the other men had done.

  Rhys smoothed his fingertips along her face, realizing he’d lose every battle with her if she looked at him the way she was right now. That he’d never be able to deny her anything as long as he could see her love for him reflected in her eyes.

  He leaned in, drinking in the scent of warm woman and sex. “Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you. And since you’ve never—”

  Again she silenced him. “You said before that you’d give me what I need.” She gave him a stunning smile. “This is me trusting you to do just that.”

  The honesty in her voice humbled him, and he simply nodded, aware his voice would crack if he tried to speak. He was too close to the edge, too invested in the outcome to keep his emotions in check. Instead, he kissed her, putting everything he felt into that one melding of lips.

  She responded in kind, turning back around when he pulled away and nodded toward Hunter. The man welcomed her into his arms as she bent over him, one of her hands reaching out to hold Kace’s.

  Rhys’ chest constricted tighter. God, she was amazing. The way she included all of them without seemingly giving it a second thought, ensuring none of them felt isolated. He glanced at Kace. His brother’s expression said it all, and Rhys suspected the man would spend the next day coming to terms with the fact he’d fallen head over heels for their little minx.

  Rhys smiled, content for the first time since he’d left the compound. “Okay, darling. Let Hunter and Kace keep you busy while I get you ready.”

  She flashed him a stunning smile before Kace claimed her mouth, deepening the kiss as Hunter massaged her back. Rhys grabbed the lube, squeezing more onto his finger and gently swirling it around her ass. Emersyn inhaled, her breath leaving her on a moan as he sank his finger inside, pushing through the tight ring of muscles until he was fully seated. A few contractions rippled along his skin, and he grinned, knowing she was already close to unraveling again.

  He eased back, adding a second digit, watching to see if her muscles tensed to the point of pain. Her shoulders twitched until she exhaled, taking the penetration with a long steady whisper of air. He repeated the thrust, scissoring his fingers apart, mimicking the s
ize of his cock more closely. If two fingers scared her, he’d never get his shaft inside her.

  Em’s breathing increased, and she released Kace’s mouth long enough to turn her head. “Damn it, Rhys. I’m not fragile.”

  He gave her a light tap of his hand. “And I’m not going to rush this and end up hurting you.”

  She huffed, but Hunter drew her down to him as Kace reached between them. Em’s gasp suggested the man had found a nipple. Rhys used the distraction to ease out, coating his cock with a thick layer of gel before placing it at her entrance, wondering if he’d even get the head an inch inside. Hunter reached his hands down her spine, one rubbing the small of her back as the other gently eased her cheek open. Rhys pushed against her, groaning as her body gave against his intrusion, his cock slipping into her ass. Emersyn stilled, her back bowing as he slowly plunged deeper, continuing his penetration until his ball slapped her pussy. Fire raced along his shaft, the pressure so strong he wasn’t certain he’d be able to move.

  He leaned over her, biting at her shoulder muscles as his cock pulsed. “Oh, god. Em. I always dreamed it’d be good, but shit…this is apocalyptic.” He licked her skin, needing to be surrounded by all of her. “Are you okay?”

  “For god’s sake, Rhys. Move. Hard. Fast.”

  Her words became jumbled as he raked his shaft back through her ass, pausing with the head locked inside before surging in, slapping her cheek as his balls slapped her sex again.

  “You don’t like giving up control, do you, darling?” He hummed, thrusting again, taking her harder, slightly faster. “You’re ours, Emersyn. Ours to please, to protect. Ours to love. Sooner or later, you’re going to need to accept that…completely.” He plunged deep again. “Tell me you belong to us.”

  “I already did…shit. Rhys, please. So good.”

  She flexed beneath him, her ragged pants matched by the creak of the floor as he increased his pace, taking her with long, quick strokes.

  He watched her react to him, smacking her ass when she didn’t give him the answer he needed. “Tell me.”

  She screamed this time, a series of contractions compressing his shaft. Her head bent back as her nails dug into Hunter’s chest. “Yours. I swear, just god! Don’t stop.”

  He smiled victoriously, cradling her hips as he kept moving. “Much better. Now you can come.”

  Rhys pounded into her, making her ass shimmy with every hard thrust. It cushioned his hips perfectly as he slammed into her, taking her as deep as possible. Her breathing became a series of low grunts, and if he hadn’t been there, fucking her, he’d have thought she was being attacked. But every twitch of her back, every cry of pleasure assured him his actions were driving her mad with want.

  Emersyn sobbed, her body shaking beneath him. “Rhys. Please.”

  The desperate quality in her voice bypassed his need to dominate her, and he reached around her hip, his index finger finding her clit. It was swollen and hard, and he had to fight off his release when he pinched it, sending her over.

  Strong pulls assaulted his shaft as she climaxed, her voice echoing off the walls. Rhys kept moving, pushing into her a dozen more times before the fire sparking down his spine exploded, taking him with it. His cock pulsed, drenching her ass with spurt after spurt of hot seed. Rhys’ body stiffened, his hips jerking of their own accord before he fell forward, resting his chest on her back. Em seemed limp beneath him, and he prayed he hadn’t been too rough.

  He mustered the strength to draw her hair back from her face, admiring the beautiful line of her jaw. He brushed away a wash of tears, not sure whether to be proud or scared. “Em?”

  She registered him with a brief flutter of her eyelids before fading off again.

  He smiled, kissing her jaw this time. “Em, darling. Are you okay?”

  She grunted once, not even opening her eyes this time.

  He gave her a light shake. “We’d like to help you get cleaned up. So you can rest more comfortably.”

  She snuggled deeper into Hunter’s chest. “Later.”

  Rhys opened his mouth to argue, but her breathing was already deepening. He sighed, easing his cock from her ass as he glanced at Hunter and Kace, but they merely shrugged.

  Hunter shifted her slightly, sliding her over to his right a bit. “I’m afraid she’s exhausted, buddy. Not that I’m surprised. Loving all of us at once can’t be a simple task. And that’s not even taking into account the fact she hasn’t gotten much sleep since dead people started trying to eat us.”

  “They’re not technically…” Kace chuckled, letting his words fade. “Sorry. Occupational hazard. How about I just grab some wet cloths? We can help her wash up properly once she’s rested.”

  Hunter grinned. “That’d be great. Thanks.”

  Kace pushed to his feet, glancing at Emersyn’s sleeping form before furrowing his brow and heading to the back of the room.

  Hunter nudged Rhys with his knee. “Looks like someone’s having a hard time believing he’s fallen in love in the span of a week.”

  Rhys chuckled. “I don’t think he’s ever met a girl like Em before. And certainly not one who’s so readily accepting, and not just of him or this.”

  Hunter’s face beamed. “She’s definitely one of a kind.”

  Rhys collapsed beside the man, brushing back some of Em’s hair. Her skin had a rosy tone to it, and her mouth was curved into a contented smile. She mumbled something in her sleep, shifting her head slightly before fading off again, her body conforming to Hunter’s.

  Rhys shook his head. “I always knew she’d be just as damn stubborn and feisty as a lover. I just hope she’ll understand when she eventually has to give this recon shit up.”

  Hunter groaned. “Remind me to be busy that day, ‘cause I’ve seen the little vixen fight, and I don’t want to be on the other end of that.”

  “You and me both.”

  Kace sauntered back in, tossing some clothes at them before kneeling beside Emersyn and gently cleaning the places he could reach. She squirmed a bit, huffing out a delightful snort of protest before slipping to Hunter’s side, her back pressed into Rhys’s chest. He took advantage of the position, slinging one arm around her hip while tucking the other under her head. She burrowed a bit closer, reaching her right hand out until she found Kace’s chest. A contented hum filled the space, her breathing indicating she’d gone back to sleep. Kace placed his hand over hers, and Rhys knew the man was still fighting with his feelings.

  Rhys snagged a blanket from the floor behind him and tossed it over them. They still had a few days before they needed to consider leaving, and with any luck, the new sleeping arrangements would tame some of Emersyn’s stubbornness, compelling her to listen to reason. Rhys chuckled to himself, closing his eyes. Em listening to reason was as likely as Kace giving up his logic. Both traits were simply hot-wired into them. He pushed the worry away, drifting off to the constant strum of Em’s heartbeat and his.

  * * * *

  Hunter relaxed on the mattress, Emersyn nestled into his right side, her soft breath a steady rhythm in the still room. He’d woken nearly an hour ago but hadn’t been able to convince himself to get up. Kace was already gone, the cold chill to his spot suggesting he’d been up for some time. Rhys was snugged into Em’s back, with a look on his face that suggested it’d take more than just being awake to drag the man from her side. Rhys must have felt his stare. He opened one eye then closed it again.

  Hunter sighed, glancing toward the tunnel leading to the second bunker. “Don’t suppose Kace is the kind of guy to make coffee?”

  Rhys shifted, rolling onto his back. “Oh, he’s made coffee already, seeing as he’s been up for hours. I heard him leave around two a.m.” He snorted. “He brews it in a beaker in his lab, but there’ll be a fresh pot. Guaranteed.”

  “Why the hell did he get up in the middle of the night? I know he’s trying to perfect his concoction, but damn…he doesn’t have to kill himself in the process.”

  Rhy
s shrugged, looking at where the tunnels lead to Kace’s bunker. “To say he’s a workaholic is an understatement. It comes with the genius thing. Once he’s got a problem wrapped up that gray matter of his, he can’t let it go until he solves it. But I think this goes far beyond the vaccine.”

  “Em scare him that much?”

  “Not her. Love. He once told me that love is just a bunch of chemical reactions—an overload of oxytocin and serotonin in the brain and that some brains don’t utilize these hormones the same.” Rhys chuckled. “It was like he was justifying why he’d never fallen in love. That love made men do irrational things, and he was far too rational to behave that way.”

  Hunter laughed. “So Em’s blowing all of his theories out of the water? I love it.”

  “He’ll come around. He can only deny it for so long before Em kicks his ass.”

  Hunter glanced at Rhys again, not sure if he wanted to ask his next question but aware it needed to be. “So, you still okay?”

  Rhys furrowed his brow as he looked at him over Em’s shoulder. “As in physically or do you mean with…” He waved his hand at the three of them. “This?”

  “I know you’re fine physically, jackass.”

  Rhys’ lips quirked as he glanced at Emersyn. “It’s like I said. If I have to look at two guys over my morning coffee every day, there’s only two I’d even consider. Besides, Em made it feel…”

  Hunter grinned. “Right.”

  “Yeah. I don’t know how, but last night, watching you and Kace with her…damn. All I could think about was how fucking amazing she looked, and how much at peace I felt.”

  “No explanation required, buddy. I felt the same. Weird as hell, but…” He paused. “You think Kace will really be okay? He seemed fine during but after…”

  “Absolutely. Em’s got him by something far more tender than his balls.” He nodded at her. “She’s got his heart.”