The undead seek human captives for sex.
Boston is hostage to a blizzard & zombies roam the icy streets. Hayden Thomas, tabloid writer, discovers a zombie tribe that lives off constant sex with humans instead of eating their flesh.
Mattie, one of the...
Rachelle's skin was warm and soft. Alive. She wiggled her hips and looked at him over her shoulder with a cloudy gaze.
Hayden eyed Matthew.
"Yes, it's the same tea Mattie made for you." Matthew looked at Rachelle. "She likes it, don't you, baby?"
"Oh yeah, mmmmm, but it's making me be a bad girl, Hayden." She dropped to the floor. "You need to teach me a lesson."
He reeled back as his stomach quivered.
"What's the matter, Hayden?" Matthew taunted. "You going soft? You need me to come in there and help you?"
Rachelle crawled to the edge off the straw and pushed herself back up. She tiptoed to Hayden and took his cock in her hands. "I'll take care of him, Matthew."
The other man was already on his feet, coming toward the cage. He wrapped his hands around the slats and leaned closer. The scent of his body pressed in, a mixture of leather, cold earth and even colder sex.
Hayden spoke over the bile in his mouth. "Did you already fuck her?"
"Actually, no. I was asked not to." He tipped his head toward Mattie. "You owe her for that."
"Common decency isn't enough of a reason not to?"
Matthew threw his head back and howled. "We left that behind years ago. Best decision we ever made."
Hayden caught the wince Mattie tried to hide.
Matthew spotted it too and scowled. "Not now, Mattie. Not when we have this...entertainment."
Mattie crossed to the wing-backed chair, dropped into it, and stared straight ahead.
"Why are you just standing there?" Matthew asked Hayden. He lifted one dark eyebrow. "Entertain me." He waved to Mattie. "Us. Entertain us"
Rachelle purred. "This is what I've been wanting. Something wild."
Hayden shoved her back onto the bed of straw. She fell willingly, spreading her legs as she tumbled. Hayden spun, tilted his head and offered Matthew a slanted smile of his own. "Let me guess. If you don't like what you see, you're going to come in here and show me up. Right?"
"Mattie told me you were different. Now I see what she meant." Matthew nodded, looking Hayden up and down. "I like fast learners, Hayden, but I don't think that's the only reason Mattie has a thing for you." His gaze darkened. "I intend to figure out what it is that has her so worked up."
"It's just the sex, Matthew," Mattie cut in. "Wait until you see him fuck her, then you'll understand."
"You sure it's just that?" he asked, still eyeing Hayden. "There isn't any more?"
"Look at him," she replied. "A tabloid writer. What else could there be?"
Matthew took his time, looking Hayden up and down. The other man's gaze was thorough, lingering, caressing. "You switched back to the metal neck ring," he said. A slow smile opened his teeth. He spoke again, this time to Hayden. "Did she tell you why she put the ring on you?"
Hayden shrugged. "Maybe I don't care."
Matthew ran his palms down the wood slats. "You care."
"If I care so much why don't you go ahead and tell me."
Matthew reached between the wood slats, grabbed the ring, and yanked Hayden forward. "She used to tie hers down with rope because she thought it was nicer, but the last one grabbed a log from the fire and set the bed on fire. We figured he was trying to burn the rope. To get away. But maybe he was actually trying to kill himself because he hated Mattie so much."
Mattie had moved over to stand beside Matthew. "It wasn't the last one who set the fire. It was the one before him."
"Oh. That's right," Matthew replied, still holding Hayden, staring at him with harsh curiosity. "Right. Andre is still with us. Sort of."
Hayden inched closer to the bars to release some of the tension of Matthew's grip. "I could still burn the bed."
"Yes. But the metal ring she locks the chain to is bolted to a pipe that runs through the headboard and into the ground. So, yes, you could burn the bed, but it wouldn't give you a chance of getting away."
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