Chapter 28

TWENTY-EIGHT

Emma looked from man to man, stopping on Chris. Their eyes were darkened with desire, all five of them looking as if they could and would bring her screaming over the edge. She could think of no better way to answer Chris's question.

Without a word, she moved to Chris and reached out, undoing the belt holding up his pants, the metal clip sliding out easily. Her eyes stayed trained on his, making certain he understood that she was not turning back.

The zipper on his pants followed suit, the sound loud in the otherwise silent room. His hands clenched into fists at his sides as she pushed Chris's pants down, freeing his cock from the pants. He had already begun to harden under the slow workings of her hands.

A flash of days before drew a flare of desire through her.

Without a moment's hesitation, her fingers reached out and wrapped around him, tracing each curve and ridge with a practiced touch. She lingered on certain spots, eliciting shivers from his body. Then, with the same confident movements, she took him into her mouth, and began to move in long, slow motions. Her tongue swirled and danced along his length.

She wrapped her lips around the sensitive skin at the head, her nose gently pressing against the soft flesh of his shaft. His salty taste filled her mouth, and she savored it.

His low growl sent fire through her, and she knew that by the time the night was done, she was going to make certain she knew what each of these men felt buried deep inside her.

Chris's hands moved, sliding into her hair and gently tugging on the curls. His cock twitched in response to her movements, and she smirked against his length, loving the knowledge that she was bringing this powerful man to his knees.

Her tongue swirled against his sensitive skin, and a moan escaped Chris's lips. The sight of his mouth parted nearly drew an orgasm from her.

When Chris leaned down and pressed their foreheads together as he thrust deeper into her mouth, Emma nearly climbed into his lap to sate the lust coursing through her.

As she worked up and down Chris's length, a warm slide of hands slipped inside the waistband of her pants.

Calloused hands.

Bash's hands.

Bash found what he sought and teased along her wet folds. "You're so wet already," Bash purred into her ear.

Bash's fingers pressed against her slick folds, slipping inside her with a practiced ease despite never having touched her before. Emma groaned against Chris's length as Bash added a second finger and began to pump them inside of her.

It was almost too much, the way Bash took care of her pleasure while she began to make Chris unravel with her mouth.

Emma focused on Chris's cock, working it faster now as he tasted delicious and salty on her tongue. Her cheeks hollowed out with each deep thrust of her head as she took him in deeper. Her throat worked to accommodate him fully. The musky scent of sweat and desire filled her nostrils as she licked along the underside of his shaft, savoring the flavor that was uniquely Chris.

"Not . . . not yet," Chris murmured through gritted teeth. "I want you to take me all the way."

He tugged gently at one of her curls and pulled back slightly, giving himself more room inside her hungry mouth. His hips began to move faster, his cock thrusting in short jerks now instead of long strokes as he lost control of the pleasure coursing through him. She pulled back slowly until just the head of his shaft touched the back of her throat, then pushed forward again, taking more than before until he was seated deep once more.

Bash's fingers continued working her, the heel of his palm now rubbing over her clit as a third finger sunk into her heat.

Chris came with a roared grunt of Emma's name, his hips slowing though not stopping. She swallowed his cum and found the action more intimate than she could have imagined as his eyes fluttered shut.

Bash stilled his fingers and slipped them free, while his other hand gripped her hip tightly as he pulled back, watching her with a predatory gleam in his eyes. His breath was hot against her neck, his rough stubble scraping her sensitive skin.

Her cry was strangled, and her hips thrust backward to find the hand that brought her so close to pleasure.

"We're not done with you yet." Bash's huskiness sent a shiver through Emma. "Come with me."

"Go," Chris said with a shudder, taking his hands from her hair. "It's your turn." His brown eyes flashed with desire despite his orgasm, and Emma almost didn't slide him out of her mouth.

With a final flick of her tongue over the top of Chris's shaft, she slowly turned to face Bash. A loud intake of breath escaped her as she saw he was fully naked, his hard and throbbing cock jutting out in front of him like an offering. The dim light from a lamp danced across his chiseled body, highlighting every muscle and curve. She couldn't help the primal desire stirring within her at the sight of him, her mouth watering with anticipation.

She'd never seen all the tattoos under his uniform before, but found herself studying every one of them. A fierce lion roared from his pectoral muscle, its mane crafted in stunning detail. Thorns and vines coiled around his arm, blooming into a bed of vibrant flowers. Smaller ones, a sun and moon, a tribal symbol, and ones too small to make out covered the rest of his arms.

And the star tattoo across his other pec that tied the men together.

Each tattoo must tell a story, but she couldn't bring herself to ask. Not now. She found herself captivated, tracing each design with her eyes and wanting to know more about the man beneath them.

Alex moaned and Emma turned, surprised to see him touching himself while he watched her watching Bash. A flush started to form as she remembered she wasn't just fucking, but being watched.

"Come here," Bash purred. He turned and walked to the brown armchair beside the grandfather clock that no longer ticked.

Emma stepped closer, every step rubbing her swollen clit and filling her with pleasure. When she was close, Bash reached out, his fingers gently stripping Liam's shirt off, the small shorts, and the underwear.

Bash leaned back, patting his lap, inviting Emma to straddle him.

She hesitated for a moment before complying—something about the look in his eyes told her this would be different from anything she had experienced before.

As she settled between Bash's muscular thighs, she took in his hard length pressed against her core, damp with anticipation. He was big. Bigger than any of the others, and it both excited and terrified her. Taking a deep breath, she reached out to grip his shaft and guided it to her entrance. He groaned deep in his throat at the contact, his hot breath fanning across her neck as he leaned in close. She could feel the tension coiled within him as he waited for her to make the next move.

With shaking hands, Emma grasped his cock firmly and positioned it at her entrance. The tip nudged against her wet folds, teasing her swollen nub as it slipped inside effortlessly. She gasped at the feeling of fullness pulsing through her body—it was unlike anything else. Bash growled at the sound of her moan, thrusting deeper into her hilt until they were flush together from hips to chest. His rough hands gripped her waist tightly as he began to move with smooth strokes that felt like heaven.

She bit her lip hard to keep from crying out as Bash slowly started to angle deeper into her core. Their bodies moved together in a primal dance of desire. His hips thrust uo while hers rocked down to meet him halfway. The friction between them was exquisite as their skin slapped together in rhythm, sending waves upon waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. His teeth scraped against the tender skin of his neck, leaving red marks behind that only fueled his passion even more.

Bash's free hand grasped her breast, the callousness drawing a gasp from her as they passed over her sensitive nipple. Emma's head fell back, and her eyes started to close as she lost herself in the sensations created by the cock between her legs and the man who commanded so much power in his thrusts.

"You're so beautiful," William whispered as he kissed her neck, the act startling but wonderful.

Emma's eyes opened, ready to pull William close and kiss him as she rode Bash and found his cock was thick and erect near her face.

"So ready for us," Alex's voice came from the other side .

Emma's mind was a swirling haze of sex and need. She'd never known there could be so much passion, so much desire, in a single person.

Her fingers curled around William's shaft, pumping him in sync with Bash's wild thrusts.

Turning, she licked a path down Alex's cock, screaming with pleasure as Bash changed the angle of his thrusts when she did.

Emma moaned around Alex's cock as Bash started the slow thrusts, feeling him filling her up, possessing her. She rocked her hips to meet his each time, taking control of their movements while still losing herself in the pleasure.

Still overwhelmed, Emma somehow ran her lips over Alex's cock, her mouth taking him as deep as she could while the overwhelming sensations filled her to the point of exploding.

A low growl rumbled through Bash's chest as he leaned forward to capture one of her tits roughly in his mouth—sucking hard enough to leave a bruise while his hips continued their furious pace against hers. Her breath came out in ragged gasps.

As Emma climaxed hard around Bash's cock-her walls pulsing around him-she cried out his name around Alex's pulsing cock. She was unable to help when he slipped from her mouth as she rode wave after wave of the orgasm she'd craved. Bash growled loudly too, filling her up completely before groaning out as he came inside of her.

She savored every drop of his release, knowing how rare and precious this moment could be for all of them in this desolate world where survival often came at such a high cost. Panting heavily, they stayed locked together until William took her hand off his cock. She'd forgotten in her haze.

Emma's mind was a haze of pleasure and lust; her body on fire with need as William scooped her up into his arms. He cradled her against his hard body as he moved through the house until he moved into a bedroom. Emma clung to him, savoring the feel of his muscular chest against her cheek.

His lips captured hers while he held her in his arms, kissing with a bruising force.

Emma hadn't expected such a fierce side from William, and it thrilled her. She wanted to experience more with him.

The mattress was soft beneath her, and she yelped when William's hands went around her ankles, jerking her down until she was dangling off the bed. His blue eyes were nearly black with need.

Her back arched off the mattress as William's fingers sought out her entrance, finding it slick with need. He thrust two fingers inside her softly at first before pulling them out to tease her clit rhythmically. Tears of need pricked at the corners of her eyes under William's fingers.

His touch was gentle yet commanding, like he owned every part of her body. As they broke apart for air, Emma looked over to see Liam watching them eagerly, stroking his own cock, his eyes dark with desire. She licked her lips nervously before looking back to William who gave her a reassuring smile.

"Will!" She hissed as his tongue replaced his fingers, lapping and circling at her clit until he drove it inside her body. He smiled up at her as he licked her, driving her wild.

His tongue lapped at her folds, tasting her sweetness while his fingers penetrated and withdrew from her again. His mouth enveloped her clit as if it were the last drop of water in a desert.

Her hips bucked off the bed without permission and her hands fisted in his soft blond hair, tugging him closer.

William leaned back and kept his gaze on Emma as he took his cock in his hand. "I fantasized about this. One day in the truck." He didn't look a slight bit guilty as he confessed. "About being inside you," he groaned, pushing his length into her wet heat with a single thrust .

His muscled chest glistened with sweat, panting breaths matching hers as he drove deeper inside her with each stroke.

"Fuck... yes," Emma whimpered, her hips thrusting wildly like she hadn't just come with Bash.

She bucked her hips upward, taking his cock deeper and moaning as the switch thrust him against her g-spot. He moved with abandon inside her over and over again. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she tried to hold on to something solid in the world that was spinning out of control around her.

With each gasping breath, her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt herself spiraling toward another orgasm. The heat radiating from her body was intense, making her skin flush and tingle with pleasure. She let out a guttural moan, the sound echoing through the room like a symphony of ecstasy. Each sensation intensified, building upon the last until she couldn't hold back any longer and exploded into pure bliss.

William's thrusts became more urgent and forceful, driving deep into Emma's body. Their movements synced in a dance of desire, each one pushing the other further toward the edge. He leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a passionate, almost punishing kiss that sent shivers through her body.

Emma arched her back, her moans mixing with William's as she reached the peak of pleasure. Their tongues intertwined in a frenzy of need until their bodies spasmed together in release. For a moment, their kisses paused as they both caught their breath, basking in the aftermath of ecstasy.

"You're missing someone," Liam whispered as he crawled past her and William.

Emma didn't think it would be possible to take anymore pleasure. Every fiber of her being seemed to twitch with pleasure and fatigue at once.

William slid free, his body heaving from their whirlwind lovemaking. "You'll hurt his feelings," William said with a playful wink as he moved away from the bed.

Emma let her gaze travel back to Liam. He was on the bed, his hand stroking his cock and his eyes on her.

"There's no pressure. I will claim you when you are ready," he sat up, leaning forward to kiss her.

Emma melted against Liam, remembering the way it had felt when they'd had a first kiss, when she merely thought she found him attractive because he had been kind to her.

Emma's body trembled as she tried to catch her breath, her skin flushed and sticky with sweat from the relentless onslaught of pleasure. Her eyes were heavy lidded and unfocused; she was certain she couldn't take any more. She wanted to curl up into a ball and sleep for a week, but Liam's voice pulled her back into the present.

"Only if you're ready."

Emma knew she would never accept not taking them all and was surprised when she found Alex and William's reflections in the mirror, both of them off to the side, Alex stroking himself reverently and his eyes locked on hers.

A moment of worry came that she'd forgotten him in her swirl of desire. And as if he read her mind he reassured her. "Trust me, there will be plenty of time and I have already found release inside of you."

The words set her cheeks on fire, but she nodded and looked back to Liam. His abs seemed to flex and dance as her eyes traveled over them.

Emma moved her mouth greedily to Liam's cock, eager to take him in. She savored his length and thickness, letting out a soft moan around him when his length stretch her mouth wider than she thought possible. Her tongue swirled around the head, tasting the drop of pre-come at the tip as she bobbed her head down and then back up to take him in deeper. Liam's thick shaft filled her mouth to the brim, filling every crevice as she took him in to the hilt.

"Emma. Emma," Liam's hips pumped into her mouth as he whispered her name like a prayer.

She heard Chris behind her. Felt his thick cock pressing against her wet pussy through her haze. He slid into her in one forceful thrust, filling her up completely. Emma cried out around Liam's cock as Chris's hands gripped her hips tightly, controlling their rhythm together. He pounded into her hard and fast, making her ache with pleasure all over again.

The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room as they moved together in sync. The smell of sweat and sex filled the surrounding air, intoxicating and primal.

Chris left her body without warning, leaving her with a groan around Liam's shaft.

Liam's hand found her clit and started teasing it with gentle yet skilled fingers dipped in and out of her heat while she sucked him.

The head of Chris's erection pressed against her ass, making her gasp at the unexpected intimacy.

"Yes," she gasped and flicked her tongue over Liam's cock, determined to give him the pleasure they'd been giving her. Then, Chris pushed in slowly, filling her up inch by delicious inch, stretching her in the best way possible.

"Liam," she groaned, trying to apologize when her lips fell from around his cock.

"Take them." He kissed her, jerking her onto her hands and knees so that she hovered over him.

Each thrust from Chris sent a jolt of pleasure through Emma's body, igniting every nerve and making her feel alive. His hands gripped her hips as he dominated her, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

Impossible as it sounded, Emma swore she could feel his arousal pulsing inside of her. It was primal and raw, a dance of submission and control that consumed her.

Liam's fingers vanished, but his lips found hers, almost driving her to distraction.

As Chris buried himself inside Emma deeper than any man ever had before, she felt like she was flying higher than she ever had before; higher than an eagle soaring above a destroyed city skyline or floating on clouds during a storm that never seemed to end. It was feral and primal and full of passion—everything she needed after years spent surviving this hellish world they lived in now filled with death and despair brought on by the toxin that stole lives so carelessly.

"I like a little reversal," Alex's voice came from behind her. "I changed my mind. Can't let them have all the fun."

He guided his cock into her, driving her wild with the need to see how both he and Chris filled her from behind at the same time.

"Oh, fuck!" she gasped as he drove himself in deep, filling her up completely. He was rough and demanding, not giving her time to adjust or catch her breath the way he had nights ago. His pace was fierce and punishing. The feel of being taken so roughly from behind made her moan as both men thrust into her body.

A part of her felt like a whore on display as she caught sight of the others watching Chris and Alex and her.

Her body couldn't decide which way to go first—to explode with Chris still buried inside her ass or take Alex all the way to the finish line. Every inch of flesh connected sent sparks shooting through her veins; every thrust made her grip Chris tighter while he fucked her ass.

Chris and Alex snarl and shout her name, leaving her unable to tell who did what or said what. There was no up or down. There was only the building tension of a fourth orgasm.

"I'll bring you home," Liam whispered next to her ear .

The next thing she knew she'd collapsed on the mattress with her body pulsing as it strove for the release she shouldn't even need.

Her eyes met Liam's as he climbed on top of her, pinning her down, his glasses fogged from his panting seemed to add to her desire for him.

Her gaze traveled up to his face, so close to hers, and she felt a familiar warmth spread through her. She loved being looked after by him. It made her feel safe in this harsh world where danger lurked around every corner. As if sensing her need, he began to thrust shallowly inside her, his hips rocking back and forth as he brought them both closer to another climax.

She could feel the roughness of the threadbare mattress beneath them as it rubbed against her bare back, but all she cared about was the feeling of Liam's cock sliding in and out of her weary pussy once again.

Each thrust sent waves upon waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her grip Liam's shoulders tighter. His skin gleamed with beads of sweat under the dim light filtering in from a crack in the boarded-up window. The sound of their grunts and moans echoed off the walls as they moved together, driving each other toward ecstasy.

As Emma neared another orgasm, she dug her nails into Liam's shoulders slightly, urging him on while biting down on her bottom lip to stifle any noises that might escape as pleasure overwhelmed her again.

"Liam," she gasped his name as her hips thrust frantically into his. Every movement sent waves of color bursting before her eyes until she couldn't look at him any longer.

Liam grunts out his approval against her neck just before they both release their crescendo into each other's arms: "Yours," he panted desperately into earlobe as he nipped it.

Emma's cries mixed with Liam's grunts as both bodies moved in harmony, their sweat mingling together on skin that had long known each other intimately.

Liam's mouth found hers again, their tongues tangling desperately as they tried to communicate through the haze of passion clouding their minds.

Every time Lianm thrust deeper into her wet heat, she screamed out his name, and he answered with her name in return. He grabbed her hair, threaded his hands into it, and thrust with so much ferocity Emma couldn't keep up as her orgasm built to an intensity she couldn't weather.

Her nipples hardened against his chest, drawing lines of fire through her body as he quickened his pace inside her.

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, shaking her entire body as she screamed out his name again and again intertwined with his snarl of release.

Liam kissed her harder, his body slowing as he drew kisses along her neck.

"I cannot think of anything worth waiting for more than you taking us all." He kissed her again before pulling free and laying beside her.

She couldn't move, could barely breathe as her chest heaved from the exertion of being loved by five men.

Loved.

Their love—their bond—was the only thing that mattered in the end. Emma was not going to be able to move, never mind walk, and she thrilled at the idea of being this way again and again.

"I'm going to need you all to give me a day to recover," she gasped for air as she spoke.

"I see zero complaints," Liam kissed a trail down her neck.

"I think we all will," Chris spoke, his hands covered in his release. "But if we stay longer, we'll find ourselves back here again and again."

"I see nothing wrong with that," Alex quipped from where he leaned against the wall now.

"We're taking her to the safe haven," William's voice was as steely and hard as his lovemaking had been, an entirely different side of him.

"I'm going to take first watch," Bash interrupted. "If I don't, I'm not going to let her get any sleep."

They all chuckled at that and Emma tried to find a single good reason not to stay here with them forever.