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He pulls away and presses a kiss to the spot between my breasts before gently easing out of me. I pout until Zig steps back and holds out his fist to Oz, who taps it with his own.
“Did you just tag him in?” I’m not sure if I should be offended or impressed.
When Oz crawls over me and then flips our positions, impressed wins out. I straddle his waist, my hair falling around my shoulders.
Oz looks up at me and winks. “Put me inside you.”
I reach between us with one hand and grab hold of his hard cock, stroking it up and down, before I swivel my hips and drag my wet pussy over his length. He curses, his hand moving to my hips as I repeat the motion, teasing him like he’s always teasing me. When I can tell he’s about to lose his mind and take control, I tip my hips, changing the angle, and slide myself down his rock-hard length.
“God.” I throw my head back, feeling almost too full in this position.
“Please keep your arms inside the vehicle while the ride is in motion,” Oz teases before Zig pulls my arms behind my back and holds my wrists in one of his large hands. He presses kisses to my shoulder as Oz grips my hips and lifts me, then thrusts up.
“Holy shit, I think we should call your cock the USS Enterprise.”
Oz laughs, but he never stops thrusting up into me as he uses my hips to guide my movement. “I’m not that big.”
The sharp pinch as he reaches depths never explored by man has me begging to differ. “I can see stars,” I tell him as his hands lift to cup my breasts, and Zig lets go of my wrists and drops his hands to my hips. With my knees on either side of Oz’s hips, I use my legs to move up and down his cock as Zig keeps me steady. With my hands free, I reach up and wrap them around Zig’s neck. The move makes my back arch, throwing me slightly off balance, but I know Zig won’t let me fall.
One of Oz’s hands tweaks my nipple as the other moves to my clit, circling the swollen nub with his thumb as I move faster, chasing my next climax. “You need to come for me, pretty girl,” he growls as Zig’s teeth nip my ear.
I gasp, my pussy rippling around Oz as he curses and swells inside me. He pinches my clit hard as I feel his hot cum spurt inside me. The combination is what pushes me over the edge for the second time tonight.
I ride him through my orgasm, even though my thighs feel like jelly, until we are both spent. Only then do I let myself collapse on top of him.
* * *
A noise wakes me.A sound both familiar and foreign. As I open my eyes, I become aware of the delicious ache between my legs. And I’m bombarded with snippets of last night—their hands on my body, their touch, their taste. I remember how gentle they were when they cleaned me up after.
I knew there was an intimacy that came with sex, but I never knew it could be like that. I never let myself get close enough to anyone to think about taking it further. But being on the brink of death reminded me that even at twenty-eight, I’d never really lived.
I swallow and wince. My throat is so dry it’s painful, and my head pounds. As I move to sit up, the room spins and my stomach cramps painfully. Last night’s activities probably didn’t help, but I don’t care. I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to be able to hang on. And for the first time, I don’t find any peace in the thought of my death.
I frown, realizing I can still hear the noise, and a pressure on my chest urges me to pay attention. I feel anticipation build inside me as I look around. Zig and Oz have covered all the broken windows to keep us protected, so they don’t offer me any clues. But as I gaze toward where the tail used to be, everything finally clicks into place.
The noise I can hear is rain. It’s fucking raining.
I don’t realize I’m crying until a sob rips painfully from my chest. Someone stirring beside me only makes me cry harder.
“Salem?” Zigs calls out a second before I’m yanked into his arms.
I sob against him, my tears making his skin slick, but I can’t stop crying enough to get my words out. Instead, all my fear purges itself from my body. I don’t think I realized just how scared I had been until now, when the reason for it had been taken away.
Zig murmurs into my hair, stroking his hand up and down my back as Oz moves behind me and then pauses. “Holy shit. Is that rain?”
Zig freezes, so focused on worrying about me that he hadn’t noticed. He slides a hand under my jaw and tips my head back so I can see him, albeit a slightly blurry version of his handsome face. “Is that why you’re crying?” he asks me as I feel Oz climb from the bed and hear him put his boots on.
I nod. “I’m happy. I know we have a lot of things to worry about, but I was so scared, Zig.”
He presses a kiss to my forehead and holds me for another minute, giving me a chance to get myself under control.
“She okay?” I hear Oz asking.
“Yeah, she’s good. Can you grab the last bottles of water for me? We should drink them now and put them out to be refilled.”
There are two bottles of water left between the three of us. We’ve rationed it out, despite the constant yearning in my head to drink it. As the water began to run out, so did my hope of finding any. But this, this is far better than I could have hoped for.
I turn and take the bottle from Oz when he presses it against my shoulder. “Thank you.” I open it and drink it greedily until there’s half a bottle left, then I offer it to Zig.
