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...
He fell into the simmering fury, newly churning within him and drove into her. The chain swung out from behind him. He reached for it, but Matthew was quicker, snatching the end. It swayed between them. Hayden threw himself back, trying to break the other man's grip. Again, the other man was ready, laughing with a tight grip. Hayden tried again anyway. The edge of the neck ring cut into Hayden's already deeply scratched flesh, a thin stream of blood ran down his chest. The red line hit the hair of his lower abdomen, snaking a path to where his body connected to Rachelle's.
Matthew held the chain taut, the swing of his hips becoming sharper, wilder, his face a mask of sexual tension and fierce pleasure. There was no humanity in his eyes, only bottomless carnal hunger.
Rachelle's breasts bounced as she worked on his dick, her whole body in motion. Hooks of darkness came to him and pulled him in, guiding him into the empty place of his soul where only he existed. He clung on the edge of awareness then tumbled in. The fall was sweet torture, but he knew the scars would be with him forever. The rings of tension circled his shaft and gripped his sac, squeezing harder, tighter, pulling on the last threads of his humanity. A shiver ran down Hayden's back, igniting a ring of release that started at the base of his cock.
Across from him, Matthew's groans filled the air, the vibrations creating a raw wave of shivers than ran across Hayden's skin.
After the last spasm of his ejaculation, Hayden dropped back onto his heels and swiped the trail of blood on his torso Rachelle had faded into complete unconsciousness.
"Good work, Hayden. You fucked her out of her mind." Matthew, green glimmer gone from his eyes, tossed the chain then began caressing his softened cock as he stood. .
Matthew tugged the cloak out from under Rachelle, making her tumble across the straw. He wrapped it around himself then braced his palms in the cage doorway. "Got to get going sooner than later, Mattie. Meeting in an hour. Be there. Alone." He leaned forward, stretched then came out.
Rachelle's eyes were open but barely focusing.
Mattie had put on her cloak and was waiting by the door.
The weight of the chain pulled on the neck ring. Hayden lifted the links to release some of the pain.
The first rays of the morning sun sliced through the window, illuminating the dust rising from the straw. Rachelle stirred, moaned softly, then tucked her legs tightly to her chest.
"Come. Get your cloak."
Hayden avoided looking at Rachelle as he exited the cage and handed the chain to Mattie. He put his boots on, then she led him from the room, back down the hall, through the room lit with square lanterns and out through the door. The two guards were still outside, one on each side, but the third on the pony was gone.
Streaks of morning sun sliced through the trees, making the snow heaped branches shine. Hayden stepped into Mattie's tracks, using her footprints to guide him through the snow. They between some shrubs but left on a different route than they'd come. After rounding a corner, Hayden spotted soft gray rings of smoke rising from a longhouse, building scout camps used for meals. Hayden trudged on, his feet rising and falling in the snow, the faint scent of smoke filling his nostrils.
Voices floated on the wind. When he slowed to look around, the chain lifted then pinched his neck.
"What?" Mattie asked, holding the chain taut.
Hayden turned from the sound and pretended to look at the yard. Fresh tracks ran in every direction, circling the longhouse and also, he noticed, an extremely large tree. Probably a maple, judging by the arch of the branches and the overall shape. It wasn't the type of tree he was most interested in, it was the trunk, scarred by a circle of tattered bark about three feet from the base.
"What are you looking at?" she asked, loosening the chain.
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