by Gayle Keo
“Oh god, oh god, oh god…” Evie moaned.
“Evie, relax. He’s going to be fine.” Dawn rocked Buzz gently to clear the water from his lungs, ready to give him a helping squeeze if he needed it. The whole event took her back to her midwifery training. She felt as if she’d helped deliver a two hundred fifty pound baby.
Finally, Buzz opened his eyes and lay on his side, coughing quietly and staring at the naked Evie.
“What… why?” he managed.
“You fell in the pool,” she explained, exchanging a glance with Dawn. “We pulled you out.” Dawn nodded.
“No clothes?”
Evie shrugged. “It’s tricky to dry stuff in this cold.”
“You’ll freeze.”
As Dawn dismissed his remark, she realized Buzz was shivering. “Come on, big guy. Let’s get you somewhere warm.” She winked at Evie.
“Warm?” Buzz struggled onto all fours. “Where’s warm? You don’t…” he coughed, “…even have a fire going.”
“We’ll go back to survival 102. Shared bodily warmth.”
He managed a weak smile and coughed again. “Could be a lot worse I guess. Two beautiful ladies, warming me up.” He managed to push himself onto all fours. More water trickled from his mouth.
“See,” Dawn said over his back. “Didn’t I say you were beautiful?”
“Still don’t believe you,” Evie muttered.
“You should,” Buzz assured her. Evie threw him a shy smile as his gaze ran over her body.
“You’re supposed to be ill,” she remarked.
“Sorry. Force of habit.”
The women helped him stand, then supported his large frame as they headed for the cave. Buzz felt his strength return, but he couldn’t stop the violent shivering. He was chilled to the core, which was a very dangerous way to be in the wilds. He needed warmth. Hell, he needed a fire.
“The gear… from my bag.”
“It’s safe,” Dawn assured him.
“Need matches… for fire.”
“Soon, big guy. Once we’ve stabilized you.”
“Need to eat.”
“We’ll organize food and drink soon. Let’s get you inside first.”
“I miss cooked food,” Evie murmured.
“Me too, but we don’t need it, do we?”
“But I miss the taste, the smell…”
“You ladies don’t cook your food?”
“Nope. Most of it goes down raw.”
“Raw? What do you both eat?”
“Later, big guy,” Dawn patted his back as they settled him into the cave. His head ached as he remembered the branch landing on his skull. Twice he’d sat in this cave now. The first time he’d been shanghaied, the second, he’d been chased.
“Hey, there’s a leopard loose in the forest!”
“A leopard?” Dawn laughed. “Are you sure?” She was grinning, but Buzz caught the quick glance in Evie’s direction. Nothing strange there, though. She was probably concerned for the younger woman’s safety.
“I know my big cats, lady. It was a leopard.”
“Maybe it escaped—from a private collection.” As Dawn spoke, her face became tight. Evie pressed her hands to her mouth and turned away. Buzz took the opportunity to admire her figure. Her tight waist and small cheeks drew his eye. Unlike Dawn, she hadn’t developed delicious, rounded curves, but he could imagine holding her waist as he pressed himself against her…
He shook his head clear of the fantasy to see Dawn quirking an eyebrow at him. He gazed at her, fighting to keep his eyes on her face, somehow managing not to stare at her full, heavy breasts.
“Evie, our friend needs help. He’s going to suffer if we don’t warm him up.”
“The fire?” Buzz asked.
“Soon. Once you stop shivering.” Dawn knelt beside him and tugged at his shirt, which was exposed by his open jacket.
“Hey!”
“We can’t warm you if you’re soaking wet.”
“Okay, just the jacket.”
“And the shirt.”
“Really?”
“Shirt off, or you’ll freeze.”
“Okay, okay, I’ll take the shirt off.”
“And the pants.”
“What?”
“Yes, everything.” She reached for the buttons on his shirt.
“Hey, wait a minute!”
“Don’t fret. I’ve seen it all before. Seen it and bed-bathed it.”
“You were a nurse?”
“Once upon a time.”
“What happened?”
“Long story. Now, get them off. Get everything off.” Her voice faded to a whisper as she helped Buzz reveal his hardened wildsman body. “Evie, get over here.”
“Maybe you’ve seen it all,” Buzz said in a low voice. “But is your young friend as worldly-wise?”
“She’ll be fine,” Dawn smiled, “trust me.” She tossed his pants aside, and watched in silence as he slipped off his cold and wet underwear. Small hands rested on her shoulders. Evie’s breathing was loud in her ear.
This was only the second time the pair had been together with a man. The first time, there had been no drowning involved, and the man had been much warmer as a result. Maybe they shouldn’t have scared Jim away so readily.
No matter, Dawn thought. Buzz would have to do, chilled or not.
*****
“What are you smiling about?” Buzz asked.
“I was thinking about the instructions on a nice bottle of wine, ‘Best served chilled.’ It seemed appropriate.” She took Buzz’s cold hand in hers.
“So I’m a bottle of wine?” He smiled from one side of his mouth.
“I could have said TV dinner.”
“I’ll settle for wine.”
Dawn lay beside him, pressing her naked body against his. One arm slid across his chest to pull him close. She crooked a leg and laid it across his thighs. He sighed as her body heat radiated through his skin, warming his chilled limbs. His eyes appraised Evie as she stepped over his feet, momentarily exposing the soft nest of fur between her legs. She lay down on his other side, and mirrored Dawn’s position, until the pair enveloped him in warmth and naked female flesh.
Dawn chuckled as his manhood swelled. “You must be feeling better if he’s come out to play.”
“Can you pass one of my socks over?” Buzz begged.
“No chance. It’s nice to know you’re enjoying our company.” She slipped her arm lower until his erection was touching her elbow.
“Please don’t tease,” he groaned.
“Who said I was teasing?” Her hand moved, shifting subtly across his chilled skin so he barely felt it. Her fingers curled around his hardening shaft, Evie brushed her soft lips against his, warming his face with her gentle breath.
“This can’t be happening. Any moment now, I’ll wake up and—”
“Hush.” Evie kissed him, pressing her mouth to his. Her lips parted and her small tongue explored gently. Buzz sighed and tried to relax into the fantasy he found himself in. Who knew he had such a wild imagination? Maybe he was still in the ice-cold pool, sinking to the bottom with his lungs awash. Yes, that was it, he decided. He’d died and risen to heaven.
“Why are you smiling?” Evie asked.
He raised a hand and caressed the back of her head. “Can’t a man smile in his final moments?”
“Why do you imagine these are your final moments?”
“Because this is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. How can I go on living? Life will never get better than this.”
“Because this might happen to you more than once.” Evie’s hands slid around him and she kissed him with a hunger that left him breathless. And elsewhere, strong fingers and warm wetness enveloped his erection, sliding down with accompanying murmurs of female pleasure. A gentle tongue caressed him, swirling and stroking, assuring him that had indeed died and gone to a better place. A deep, satisfied sigh rumbled from his chest, quirking Evie’s soft, loving li
ps into a smile.
He dared to explore Dawn’s bare back, which was all he could reach, now that she had her head in his lap. He managed to find Evie’s small breast, and warmed his hand upon the softness. His fingers stroked the firmness of her nipple, stirring it to a rounded point.
“He’s ready for you.” Dawn’s voice reached him from a long way off, as if he’d dreamt her. Without breaking the kiss, Evie shifted, sliding her leg across his thighs until she straddled him. Her breasts pooled softly on his chest as she leaned forward. An unseen hand guided his erection, steering it across slippery skin that blazed with eager heat. He reached down to cup her small buttocks, squeezing and kneading them. Evie groaned into his mouth and her kisses grew more eager. Their tongues danced wetly, slipping across each other, swirling and flicking.
And then he was sliding into her, enjoying her sudden cry as heat enveloped him, heat that already stirred him toward the beginning of a climax. Evie trembled as she sank onto him, taking him deep until their bodies were pressed together. Dawn’s face appeared beside his, and kisses peppered his cheek. He turned toward her, and Evie dropped her head until her ear brushed the back of his neck. Her whimpers filled his ears as he pressed his mouth against Dawn’s.
*****
Evie started to ride him, and his earlier concerns about her innocence quickly faded. Her hands pressed down on his chest and her body lifted. Immediately, he missed the warmth of her breasts on his chest, but when Dawn’s fingers stroked his stiff nipples, he groaned and writhed. Too late, he realized neither he nor Evie were protected from each other. They were riding bareback, as it were.
But he shrugged away his concerns. He was living in a fantasy, not the real world. His head swum with delights, and his fantasy of enjoying two women at once was making his last moments count. What was there to worry about? Evie’s cries grew louder as she rode him, squeezing him with strong, unseen muscles as her slippery passage rubbed him to the point where he lost all control.
And so he climaxed, far sooner than he had since his teenage years, flooding Evie’s soft, yielding passage with liquid heat. She cried out and sank her teeth into his ear, shocking him, but not enough to halt the deep, squeezing pulses that overwhelmed him.
He arched and cried out, lifting Evie as he pressed his loins hard against her. She wailed into his ear, heating his neck. Her nails gathered the skin on his chest and stung him as her own climax squeezed her body. Whispered profanities hissed from the pair as they were wrung dry by shuddering spasms. Dawn muttered quiet encouragement to the younger woman as she whimpered and twitched, still impaled by her lover’s erection.
“Oh my god…” she whispered at last. She pushed loose hair back from her face as her face rose into view. A small trickle of blood stained her lips. Buzz pressed a hand to his stinging ear and stared at her in shock.
“Sorry, sorry,” she said. Her flattened hands tried to wipe away the livid and crescent-shaped scars from his chest. “I got carried away.”
“Do I still have an earlobe?”
“Let me see.” Dawn turned his head with her hand and inspected the damage. “You’ll be fine, big guy. She marked you as her own, that’s all.”
“And are you planning to bite the other one?” he asked. Evie wiped the blood from her lip and blinked at him. Her chest rose and fell as if they’d been coupling for more than the few minutes he’d managed.
He blew out a long breath and stroked Evie’s thighs. “I wanted to last longer for you, but you were so hot, I couldn’t hang on.” As he spoke, trickles of warm fluid dripped onto his thighs. “We didn’t use any protection. Will you be okay?”
“Relax, she’ll be fine.” Dawn smiled. “And so will I.”
Dawn patted Evie’s hip. “My turn, wildcat.” To Buzz’s surprise, Evie hissed at her friend, then reluctantly climbed off Buzz, scowling at Dawn. His erection landed on his belly with a wet slap. He waited for Dawn to climb aboard, but she lay on her back beside him and tugged his arm.
“None of that gentle loving for me. I like it rough.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah.” She grinned at him. “Really.”
He rolled onto all fours. Dawn let her knees fall to either side. He gazed at her dark bush, which was glistening with dampness. Maybe she’d been playing with herself as Evie had ridden him. He licked his lips as he tried to decide whether to eat her, or mount her.
“Plenty of time for that later, big guy.” She seized his arms in a surprisingly strong grip and urged him onto her.
“No foreplay?” He raised an eyebrow. Who could figure modern women?
“No foreplay,” she confirmed. “Just fuck me.”
*****
Dawn was wild.
Sure, Evie had bitten Buzz, but Dawn’s nails drew tracks across his back and dug into his arms, chest and buttocks. She’d quickly encouraged him into a hard, fast rhythm, which resulted in their bodies slamming together. Dawn howled and yelped as he plunged deep, rocking her hard with every impact. Her language was coarse and profuse, demanding he fuck her harder and deeper than he believed was possible. He tried to comply, but he was tiring quickly, his strength not yet restored after his near-drowning.
Nevertheless, he was able to stoke her to two orgasms before her tight inner muscles became too much for him and he squirted his semen into her, groaning long and loud as she clung to him, shaking and shuddering. His cock twitched and pulsed inside her heated. passage. Her body heat was incredible, he thought, even more than Evie’s. Little wonder the women didn’t seem to feel the cold.
And the repeated sex had done wonders for his core temperature, something to be recommended to any hypothermia victim, although the ethics of such treatment might be questioned. Buzz tried to get his breathing under control as he lay along Dawn’s body. There seemed to be no air in the cave, despite the open-plan nature of the place. His head spun and his lungs didn’t seem big enough to cope. He’d always considered himself to be fit—hell, he had to be fit to do his job—but the wind had most definitely been taken from his sails.
“Give yourself a minute,” Dawn said, rubbing his back. “You’ve been through a lot.”
“I don’t… understand… what’s wrong…” Buzz managed. “Got… no stamina. Not like… me… at all.”
“Hey, don’t worry. I asked a lot of you. I might have been a bit selfish.” She took his face in her hands and smiled up at him. “But I needed to get that out of my system. I’ll be less demanding next time.”
“Next time? Are you both trying to kill me?”
“Kill you? No. Drain you dry? Maybe.” She kissed him softly, then unwrapped her legs from his back. But he had little inclination to move. Her erection had flagged, but he was still swollen, and enjoying being inside her. And she seemed in no hurry to move. But when Evie began stroking his balls, he smiled.
“I could use a drink.”
“Me too. Evie? Would you, please?”
As Evie moved away, Buzz withdrew, and Dawn sighed deeply. She pressed a hand tightly against her bush, and watched as he climbed stiffly to his feet. When he glanced self-consciously at his clothes, she shook her head.
“Uh-uh. Still wet.”
“So I have to stay naked?”
“We don’t mind,” Evie said as she returned, dripping water from her cupped hands.
“No glasses here, huh?”
“No need,” Dawn said, then indicated the cave. “And we have no shelves to store then on. If we need to drink, we sip from the pool.”
“How quaint.” Buzz raised an eyebrow at Evie, who offered up her hands. He shook his head and lowered his face, drinking until her hands were empty.
“And now you can bring me some,” Dawn said. When he turned to her, she grinned at him, then nodded to her still-parted legs. “It’s the least a gentleman could do.”
“Of course.” Buzz smiled and headed for the cave entrance. Once outside, he still felt the need to scan the forest for watching eyes before he bent down
and scooped up a double handful of cool water. What a crazy world, he thought. An hour ago he’d been drowning in these waters. Now he was collecting it for the woman he’d had sex with.
*****
Dawn was on her feet by the time he returned, although she had her feet crossed, as if she was still trying to hold in his semen. As she lapped at the water, it occurred to him that he’d been used, even though it had been a thrilling experience.
“Are you both trying to get pregnant?”
“Us?” Evie’s mirth was obvious. “Hell, no.” She made a face. “At least, not yet.”
“So why all the…” Buzz titled his head and looked pointedly at Dawn’s crotch.
“You wouldn’t believe us if we told you. But don’t worry about the pregnancy thing. That’s well under control.”
“Oh, you’re taking the pill?”
Dawn laughed as she wiped water from her lips. “Let’s say our methods are a little more… natural.”
“Ladies, you can’t leave it like that. If you’re not hoping I’ll give you a baby, then what?”
Dawn rolled her eyes. “Okay, okay.”
“You can’t!” Evie hissed.
“Don’t panic. He’ll forget everything I’m going to say before he leaves, anyway.”
“I’ll never forget what happened here.”
“Don’t be so sure.”
“We have unique metabolisms,” Evie said.
“Unique? How?”
“We only eat raw food, and… we… kind of…” Evie’s hands danced in the air as she struggled to explain.
“We gain nourishment from semen, okay?” Dawn supplied. “It feeds our particular needs.”
Buzz stared. “Say, what?”
“It’s okay. We’re not Succubi. But we need semen, and making love once sustains us for more than a month.”
“Speak for yourself,” Evie muttered.
“We’re not out to kill you, or reduce you to a husk.”
“Or a sex slave.”
“But you… used me,” Buzz protested.
“And you hated it, right? Struggled to escape every second?”