“I-” Lucas stopped. His eyes fell on Laura’s ass sticking up in the air. He’d have been happy just pounding the one girl. “Dunno,” he shrugged his shoulders.
“How about I suck your cock? Malika can suck on my cunt and… after you’ve warmed up, you can do whatever you want with us two willing girls?”
Chapter 22
An hour later, they left behind the cottage and jumped into Malika’s car. She no longer drove the battered BMW 3 Series. Parked outside the cottage was a Range Rover. Malika got into the driver’s seat. Laura sat at the back and took Lucas with her, grabbing his arm to divert him when he opened the front door.
As Malika drove, the fearless leader of the Flying Eagles snuggled up beside him, her hand rested on his lap only briefly before she unzipped his fly and took out his semi-erect cock. She stroked it to life and rubbed the tip as Malika continued to drive, her eyes on the road. Mostly.
Half an hours drive on the motorway back towards Buxworth Town, they took a detour down another country road and ended up at a larger farm. A much larger farm.
There were several outbuildings scattered along the driveway and more in the distance across the fields. The main house itself was three floors tall. With its Greystone walls, French windows, archways at the front and spires along the left side, it looked more like a mansion than it did a farmhouse.
Parked on the gravel at the front of the house were multiple cars. Men and women stood around them, all holding assault rifles. As the Range Rover came to a halt and Malika jumped out, Laura continued to rub on his cock.
Lucas watched her with curiosity. She was teasing him, not rubbing with enough vigour or using her mouth to make him cum, at this rate, they could be here for another hour before anything happened.
“I really like your cock,” she told him. “It’d be a shame to have to put it away.”
“It’s going to have to go away at some point,” Lucas told her.
“Does it though?”
“I’m not walking out there with my cock flopping about.”
Laura sighed. She squeezed the head of the cock and then leaned down and licked the tip, before giving it a kiss. “Fine. You can put it away. But I want it again, soon. Later tonight.”
As Lucas put his cock away and zipped his fly, Laura opened the door and was on the verge of stepping out when Lucas grabbed her arm. She turned to look at him, her face suddenly stiff.
“Ow?” she said, as she tugged on her hand.
“Oh, sorry,” Lucas let go, not realising he’d gripped her so tightly. Fuck, he needed to better realise how damned strong he was.
Laura rubbed her wrist and glared at him. “What the hell was that for?”
“I uh… it doesn’t matter,” he mumbled.
“Clearly it matters enough for you to bruise my wrist,” Laura said, holding her wrists before his eyes, displaying the minor bruising. “What is it?”
Lucas felt his cheeks colour. “You said I can put my cock away and that you wanted it later tonight. It doesn’t work like that for me. I’m not one of your gang members,” he mumbled the words.
“That’s it?” Laura asked, her voice icy.
“It wouldn’t have seemed silly if I didn’t bruise your wrist by accident,” Lucas muttered.
“Your cock isn’t that great, Lucas,” Laura said, her voice having that schoolteacher edge to it, she stepped out of the car.
Feeling suitably embarrassed, Lucas followed after her.
The men and women standing around with guns nodded at Laura, one even saluted. She ignored them and continued, head held high, as if she were queen of the manor. Lucas supposed she was.
Once inside the house, Laura led him up the stairs and onto the first floor. They walked down the corridor and stopped in front of a door on the right.
“I’ll let you meet your girls. Later, we’ll go for a tour of the property,” she said.
And with that, she turned and marched down the corridor. Lucas watched her go, his eyes firmly on her bottom. She wore those leather jeans so well. Beneath them, he knew she had the curvy ass to match.
He found he was more attracted to her than any of the other girls in his somewhat complicated love life. Maybe it had something to do with her confidence, or lack of neediness that he found so appealing. Maybe he should have let her own his cock.
As Laura disappeared down the corridor, Lucas opened the door to the room and walked inside.
It was a large bedroom. There was a four poster bed to the right, and on the left, there was seating space neatly arranged in a circle with fabric L shaped sofas. Sitting on the sofas, feet up and looking very comfortable were the girls.
Anika and Hannah remained seated but turned to look at him. Jenny and Lucy rushed over to hug him, wrapping their arms around him in a tight embrace. When they were done suffocating him with kisses, he led them towards the sofas where Anika and Hannah remained seated.
Lucas smiled at them as he sat down, pleased to see they weren’t hurt, and he said as much too.
“She’s actually not bad,” Hannah said.
“Yeah… she’s been nice to us,” Anika nodded.
The two girls then exchanged glances so obvious, Lucas was sure they wanted him to notice. “What?” he asked.
The girls exchanged more glances, Hannah even raised a hand to twirl her finger around a strand of hair. But still, silence.
“Come on, it can’t be that bad,” Lucas said.
“It’s not bad,” Hannah began.
“It’s just, we made a quick decision on something we want and-” Anika stopped.
“And we’re wondering how you feel about it?” Hannah asked, her eyes shifting from Lucas to Anika.
“Right,” Anika nodded. “So… how do you feel about it?”
“Feel about what?” Lucas asked. “I don’t think you’ve told me what this is all about yet.”
“Oh, right,” Anika laughed.
It was a fake laugh.
Lucas knew it.
So did she.
And it came to an abrupt end.
“What the hell’s going on?” Lucas muttered.
“We’re thinking of joining the Flying Eagles,” Hannah said, her voice low, her tone guarded.
“That’s it? That’s what all of this was about?”
Both girls nodded, and then Anika said. “We’d be leaving you and coming to stay here in this house…”
“It’s a nice house,” Lucas said. He sat back on the sofa, leaned against the backrest. “So, just you two or,” he glanced left and right at Jenny and Lucy.
“Just us,” Anika said quickly. “You sure you’re okay with it?”
“Yeah, I mean, good for you,” he said.
Lucas imagined some time later, when he’d probably digested the news, he might have strong feelings about it.
But for now, his only feeling was hunger.
It had been a while since he’d last eaten. Following that, his mind was occupied mostly by Michelle. She had yet to appear, and the longer time passed, the worse her chances of being found alive were.
Fuck.
What with being taken to meet Laura, her surprising proposal, he’d forgotten his most important priority, one that superseded defeating Vengeance.
He needed to find Michelle.
Food first.
And then he needed to find Michelle.
* * *
Lucas left the girls behind to wander off in the hopes of finding something to eat. He headed down the stairs, down the corridor and towards the back, where kitchens were usually located. On his way, he passed a couple of girls walking with assault rifles. They smiled at him, but didn’t stop to chat, or more importantly, ask where he was going.
Lucas wondered what would happen were he to take the girls and walk out through the front door.
Would they be stopped?
A smile appeared on his lips. They wouldn’t need to be stopped because Anika and Michelle didn’t want to leave.
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sp; He hoped they’d made the right decision to stay. He hoped it hadn’t been because of Laura, the leader. She was a charismatic woman and damned hot. Both Anika and Hannah would be taken by her.
Lucas reached the end of the corridor to find he was right. Past the double French doors, there was indeed a kitchen.
There was also Malika in said kitchen.
“Hey,” she smiled at him as he walked in. “Hungry?”
“Yeah.”
“Thought so,” Malika said. She took his hand and led him to the table. “Sit. I’ll get you something.”
“You thought I was going to be hungry?”
“You couldn’t have eaten since we left Buxworth town,” she said. “And since then, you’ve had quite a bit of a workout,” she turned to wink at him.
Right, Lucas thought. As Malika opened the fridge and prepped him a meal, Lucas watched her with careful eyes. “What’s it like working for Laura?”
“She’s awesome,” Malika said, as she cut bread in half and filled it with meat. “I’ve known her for over a year now. She’s the best thing that could have happened to this town.”
“That’s a bit much, isn’t it?”
Malika shook her head. “She has plans. Laura is going to take over this town, bring order to it. Proper order. Not the sort that the Mayors do.”
“How is she going to do that?” Lucas frowned. “She’s not a Super,” he paused before repeating, “She’s not a Super, is she?”
Malika walked towards him with a plate in hand, holding in it a properly stuffed sandwich. She slid the plate across the table towards him and then took a seat. “Why does she have to be a Super to rule the town?”
“I don’t know how to answer that,” Lucas said. He took a bite of the sandwich. The bread was soft, the meat was juicy, the lettuce and pickles fresh. “This taste’s good!”
“Thanks,” Malika said. “Laura is going to rule this town.”
She said it with a lot of confidence.
Lucas didn’t want to get into an argument with the girl, especially not after she’d just made him a delicious sandwich. “I’m sure she will do a much better job than Vengeance and Mayor Carcass before him.”
“She will be amazing,” Malika said. “I just know it.”
Lucas ate the rest of his sandwich in silence. When he was finished, Malika, who seemed to have been lost in thought, possibly about how amazing Laura was, jumped off her seat and hurried to get him something to drink.
It was a cold drink in a glass bottle. Lucas took a sip of it. “Apple cider,” he said with appreciation. “Thanks.”
Malika smiled at him. And when he had finished draining the bottle, she continued to smile at him. Lucas smiled back, an awkward one. “Sup?”
“Uh… did Laura say you were uh… exclusive?”
“I can confidently say I don’t remember her saying I’m exclusive,” Lucas said.
Laura might have used the word exceptional, or something along those lines when discussing his ability and his chances of defeating Vengeance. But exclusive? She definitely hadn’t used that word. What did it even mean?
“Great,” Malika’s smile widened. “Did you want to meet me later for some fun then?”
Ah. Lucas knew what the word meant now. “If Laura had said I was exclusive would that mean we wouldn’t be able to have fun?”
“I’d have to ask her first,” Malika said. “Sometimes she likes to have guys or girls exclusively for a bit before… sharing.”
Right. None of this was particularly shocking to Lucas. Gang leaders, along with Supers had harems of guys and girls that served them. Lucas had walked through Supers houses to find girls walking about completely naked or with collars attached, some leashed, others with their holes stuffed with dildos.
Despite her dominatrix tendencies, Laura was better than the average Super, and much better than Mayor Carcass and Vengeance.
Lucas left Malika in the kitchen. Not before she told him where her room was. Third floor, seventh door on the left. She would be free in a couple of hours.
He wandered down the corridor and out through the front door. There were guards there, men and women heavily armed. But they ignored him as he walked past them.
The property was enormous and surrounded by flat grassland on which were multiple buildings scattered about. To his left, Lucas spotted a group of men and women standing outside a large barn, the doors open, light shining out in the dark night, a rumbling sound drifted towards him.
It sounded like an enormous engine being fired up. But the rumble that followed wasn’t one Lucas had heard before.
Naturally curious, he sprinted across the grass and towards the barn. As he got closer, he spotted Malika amongst the group of people standing outside.
She’d had a change of clothes, no longer wearing the corset and leather trousers, she was now dressed in a white sports bra and running shorts that clung to her ass.
“Hitting the gym?” Lucas asked, as he came to stand beside her, nodding at her attire.
Laura smiled up at him. He hoped that was a sign she’d forgiven him for bruising her hand earlier. “Been already,” she said. “But I can show you where it is, later?”
“Sure, thanks,” Lucas said.
Hitting the gym wasn’t on the top of his list of things to do, but what with his old mansion on the outskirts of town no longer available, it was nice to have another place to work out.
He nodded at the barn and the open doors, and the noise that came from within. “What do you have in there?”
“You’ll see,” Laura said, wearing a big smile on her face.
And sure enough, Lucas did see.
A tank.
There was a tank in the barn.
And it rolled out for a spin.
Laura nodded at the main gun as it spun around. “Imagine firing that at Vengeance.”
Chapter 23
Later that night, Lucas headed up to the first floor towards the room where his girls had been. It had been a long day. He was much too tired to take Malika up on her offer to fuck. What he was looking forward to was a good night’s sleep.
Tomorrow would be a big day. They would start their plans for taking down Vengeance. Lucas already had some ideas on that. He knew little about Vengeance, other than the house he lived in, which Lucas assumed would be in use anymore.
But since then, things had changed.
Vengeance had officially taken control of the town.
He was the Mayor.
His main residence would change. It would ostensibly be something much more grand. And what with having a serum that turned Supers and Normies into his slaves, he would have it fortified.
This should all be bad news.
But after tonight, Lucas couldn’t help but feel somewhat optimistic about their chances.
Laura’s gang must have stumbled upon a military facility somewhere. Not only did they have a tank, they had armoured vehicles and modern grenade launchers. Not the sort Lucas had seen militia firing in some desert country somewhere back before The Strikes.
They had a fighting chance now, thanks to Laura.
It made sense; what Malika had said about Laura running the town. With a well organised gang armed with military grade weapons, it could be possible to push out Supers.
Lucas opened the door to the room which he hoped belonged to his girls. There were so many doors on this corridor. He was right. This was the same room. There was the four poster bed to this right, and the sofas to his left.
Except, there were only two girls in the room.
Jenny and Lucy.
Both girls lay on the bed, asleep.
And completely naked.
Snuggling each other.
It was a strange sight for Lucas. He didn’t think either girl was lesbian, or bisexual.
Lucas stripped to his boxers and stood in the middle of the room. The girls looked far too peaceful to be disturbed. There was enough space on the bed for him but he decided to sleep
on the couch.
As Lucas’s eyes drifted, his final thoughts were of Michelle. He hoped she was okay. If he could find her, with Laura and her weapons, Michelle by his side, they would be unstoppable.
* * *
Lucas opened his eyes and instantly regretted it as the bright light shining in from the window struck them. He shielded his eyes with his hand and sat up, groaning. Sofas, whilst initially comfortable, were not good places to spend an entire night sleeping.
“Look who’s awake,” Lucy said. She was sitting on the bed over the covers, resting against the headboard, completely naked.
“What’s the time?”
“Late,” Lucy said. “Jenny’s gone to get us food.”
Breakfast in bed. That sounded good, and Lucas was beginning to feel better. Then he stood up and groaned again. As he stretched, many bones in his body clicked.
“Why didn’t you sleep on the bed?” Lucy asked.
“You both looked comfortable. Didn’t want to disturb you.”
“We left you space,” Lucy said, and she tapped on the bed beside her. “Come.”
Lucas glanced at the window and at the bright light shining through. He was supposed to be having an important meeting with Laura after breakfast.
Important meeting.
Lucas smiled inside. That’s what grownups did before the world went to shit, before all the grown-ups died.
The bed looked so comfortable.
It was probably firm too.
There was no harm in having a little lie whilst he waited for Jenny to bring breakfast. Lucas jumped onto the bed and lay flat on his stomach, his head resting on the pillow beside Lucy.
Yup, that felt so good. Especially after a stiff night’s sleep. A massage now would be damned amazing.
As if reading his mind, Lucy placed her hands on Lucas’s shoulders and squeezed gently.
Her hands moved down his back, applying pressure, they stopped at his pants. Lucas could sense the hesitation in the girl. She didn’t have that same confidence Anika or Hannah had, or Jenny’s intensity.
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