20. Nathan

20

NATHAN

It was still afternoon as we passed Daisy and Jay in a heated argument below their treehouse, and Tori paused for a moment.

“You don’t get it! I need something! I can’t just free bleed everywhere!” Daisy shouted, waving her arms like a crazy person.

“Why can’t we just ask—”

“It’s not something you can just ask for!”

Tori took a deep breath and changed directions to head over toward them, and I held my breath as I kept her pace. “Excuse me, but if it’s about your period—”

“What could you possibly know about a period? You don’t even have one anymore!”

Did this bitch ever learn?

“Daisy!” Jay shouted loudly, and she slammed her mouth closed but kept glaring daggers at Tori.

Tori just rolled her eyes. “Suffer then.” She turned and kept our path toward the woods, and I followed behind her. “See if I try to help you again.”

“Wait,” Jay called after us. “Is there anything we can use?”

“Pads and tampons are in the supply shed. Good for more than just menstrual bleeding,” I hollered back without turning my head, and Tori and I kept going toward the forest.

I could hear Daisy throwing another fit, but I didn’t care to listen anymore.

“Sheesh.” I shook my head. “Almost a shame Dad didn’t hear her say that to you.”

She just shrugged with that pensive look on her face that she’d had since she finished talking to Spencer that morning. “Think we’ll find anything?”

“Honestly?” I adjusted my sniper rifle on my shoulder. “Nope. But alone time with my girlfriend is enough to make me happy.”

She let out a small laugh before I wrapped my arm around her shoulders. I loved the way she snuggled closer with one hand lazily gripping her golf club. “Me too.”

There wasn’t anything about Tori that I didn’t love.

We made our way to the smaller clearing about ten minutes away and set up a spot with a blanket under us to watch for anything. Tori’s knees tucked under her as she made herself comfy but alert enough to look for anything to hunt. Her golf club and my gun laid beside us.

I didn’t want to hold my breath on finding anything. The last horde that went through seemed to really fuck up the wildlife. Strangely enough, we didn’t run into a single animal on the way here—even an infected one.

“What’s on your mind, killer?” I leaned back on the blanket and crossed my arms behind my head to stare up at her. “You’ve been quiet ever since you and Spencer talked earlier.”

“We just went through everything Daisy has done through the years,” she muttered, running a hand through her pretty brown hair with a sigh. “I just don’t get why she always throws the surgery in my face with Jay. She supported me getting the surgery because she saw firsthand how much suffering I did two weeks out of the month. Now she’s saying I chose it. It was my only option at that point, and I didn’t take the decision lightly.”

“I’m happy you’re not in pain like that anymore. I think Daisy’s just manipulative and delusional.” A gust of cool wind blew through, and she shivered. I reached out and grabbed her arm before tugging her down on top of me.

“Yeah. I know.” She rested her hands on my chest and pushed up before straddling my waist. “It’s extra quiet today,” she murmured as her gaze heated.

“It is,” I agreed, smirking at her. “What would you like to do while we wait for something to come by?”

“I can think of something.” Her fingers worked at my belt before unzipping my pants.

Desire spread through me, and my cock throbbed as she pulled it out, her slender fingers wrapping around the base. “Yeah? What’s that?”

“I was thinking I could ride you.” She let go of me long enough to shimmy out of her leggings, panties, and shoes.

My heart damn near froze. We hadn’t had the chance to have sex together yet. I’d wanted to wait to be with her the first time when we were alone, and this had been the first time we had been alone.

“You’re seriously a dream, killer.” I pulled my jeans down around my thighs to give her more room to work.

“You’re a dream for me too, handsome.” She straddled me again, gripping my cock and guiding me into her warmth before letting go and pushing further down on me until she rippled around me with a sultry moan. Her eyelids fluttered shut, and her lips parted as she started moving. “Ah, Nathan.”

“Fuck,” I moaned, and her desire and mine worked together. I went to grab her hips, but she swatted them off.

“No. I’m the one fucking you right now.” She rotated her hips as she moved, and pleasure zapped through me as I watched her use me to fuck herself until her eyes rolled back. “Lay back and let me do this.”

“Can’t argue with that.” I slipped my hands up her sweater, grabbing her breasts and playing with her nipples, loving the way her pussy tightened around me with each tweak I gave them. “You’re so perfect.”

Tori’s moans filled the forest, and mine followed along behind her as she bounced up and down on my cock, filling herself over and over again until her body stiffened. At the same time, a branch cracked on the other side of the clearing, and we both glanced over to see a zombie shambling toward us, dragging one broken leg behind himself. It was in the final stages of decay, and it moved so slow.

“Nathan…” Her pussy squeezed me so tight.

“We can finish, killer.” My hands fell to her waist, and this time she didn’t stop me as I bucked up into her roughly, chasing the feeling tearing through me with abandon. Every second, it came closer, but the adrenaline poured through my body, coaxing my orgasm.

“Yes! Nathan, right there, don’t stop! Please don’t stop,” she cried out, her walls continuing to spasm around my cock until I came inside of her with a louder moan.

I thrust a few more times as my body and mind buzzed with pleasure, and her shoulders slumped. She leaned down and kissed my lips before we turned and noticed the zombie was now three quarters of the way toward us.

She jumped off me, and my cock hit my stomach with a wet slap as she stumbled off the blanket and fell into the bush next to us with a yelp. “Ouch!”

“You okay?” My gaze widened as the zombie sped up. “Shit.” I grabbed her golf club and rushed forward as I swung it, bashing its skull to pieces as it dropped back onto the ground with a disgusting thump. The blood and brain matter splattered the ground, just before the blanket, and thankfully none of it got on me.

I shivered. I hated fighting zombies, but apparently, I hated fighting them naked even more. Glancing down at my dick, I was relieved to see it was uninjured.

“Um… I’m stuck,” she whined, and I heard the cracking of branches as she tried to get up.

I dropped the golf club before turning to Tori, who had fallen right into the tangle of branches. The arm of her sweater soaked up blood, and there was a large slash down the fabric from a sharp branch she must’ve caught when she fell.

“Fuck, killer.” I rushed over to her and knelt down, carefully untangling the branches from around her naked legs and hips, careful not to scrape her any worse than she already was.

“It actually really hurts.” She grabbed my arms as I helped hoist her up out of the bush and onto the blanket. “Shit.”

I peeled back where the fabric had torn to see the deep gash of her arm and winced. It was deep, but it probably didn’t need stitches. “It’s a good cut. We need to wrap it and head back.” I turned and grabbed her panties, helping her slide them up her legs before grabbing her leggings and doing the same.

“Thank you.” She stepped back into her shoes with my help, and we frowned at each other before laughter bubbled out of both of us.

“I can’t believe that happened!” I chuckled, tearing her sweater where it was already cut and making the fabric a make-shift bandage as I wrapped it around the five inch gash in her arm. “I mean, you rode my cock in front of a zombie.”

“Oh, man.” She giggled, wincing slightly as I tied it over the wound. “We really did that.”

“We did.” Warmth spread through me at the fact that this woman was actually mine. “Let’s get you back and clean that.”

A rustling sounded from above us, and I grabbed her and pulled her closer as I reached down and got my gun.

I slowly glanced up, and my heart plummeted as I locked gazes with dead eyes. Up in the tree above us was a matted and undead mountain lion. “Don’t move.”

Her entire body was stiff as I maintained eye contact with it and raised my gun.

It let out a low, choppy growl, baring its teeth before lunging forward and landing on the remnants of the earlier zombie. It glanced back at us, and I made sure the gun followed it. It darted away from us in the opposite direction of the Oasis as I pulled the trigger. The bullet hit its shoulder, and it roared but continued running away from us.

“It has to be the one we heard go down during the horde,” I told her, and she swayed into me. “Tori?”

She sucked in a stuttered breath before squeezing her eyes tight. “I’m dizzy, and I think we may have just died. How long was it there?”

“I don’t know.” I bit down on my lip before slinging my gun over my shoulder and grabbed her golf club and the blanket before we started back toward home. “But I don’t like how close of a call that was.”

“Me either,” she mumbled. “But the sex was still great.”

“Yeah. Life-threatening sex really makes our sex-life exciting.”

She giggled, but I wasn’t actually joking. It was great even if we did almost die.

We made it to the treehouse without running into anyone, and Tori immediately started stripping when we shut the door.

“What happened?” Micah’s gruff voice was immediate as he came from his bedroom.

Tori winced as I helped her pull the sweater off. “I fell into a bush.”

“You fell?” He arched a brow. “And cut your arm?”

“We had sex in front of a zombie, and she hopped off me as soon as it came close and stumbled into a bush,” I clarified.

Micah’s lip twitched like he was holding back a smile, but he shook his head. “You two have to be more careful.”

“We didn’t mean for that to happen.” Tori shimmied out of her leggings and yelped as she bumped her arm on the wall. “Shit. I got blood on the wall. Calix is going to lose it.”

“I’ll clean it, darlin’. You go clean the wound.”

“Blood?” Calix rushed from his room and paused as he took in Tori’s disheveled state and the blood. “What happened? Tell me you didn’t get bit.” His voice cracked, and my heart ached from his words.

“No! No. I didn’t get bit. A branch cut my arm when I fell into a bush,” she explained. “But I’ll keep blood off everything. So don’t worry.”

Relief flooded his features before he moved forward and wrapped his fingers around her wrist, pulling her into the bathroom with him. “You need to disinfect it now, honey. Let me help you clean it. I know how to prevent infection.”

Micah and I shared a surprised look. Calix had really come so far, and it was all thanks to Tori.

“Listen…the zombie wasn’t the only issue we ran into,” I told Micah, and his shoulders stiffened. “We saw a zombie mountain lion, and it could’ve been watching us for a while in a tree above us. It didn’t try to bite us though, it ran away, and I shot it in the shoulder as it did. It went away from the Oasis, but it’s definitely posing a danger.”

“And you’re sure it was a zombie?”

“Definitely.” I swallowed hard, and his frown deepened. “I’m going to go tell Dad and the rest of the survivors, so they know to bring a weapon at all times, no matter where they go.”

“Good.” He nodded, glancing back at the bathroom. I swore I saw a flicker of fear go through him.

“Go help Calix. He may need assistance,” I murmured. “I’ll be back soon.”

Micah nodded. “Be careful.” He started toward the bathroom without another word as I left the treehouse to inform the Oasis about the looming danger.

I’d hoped the zombies weren’t evolving further. That mountain lion was too intelligent for my liking, but maybe it was some freak of nature and not something to be worried about.