A Warm Place 2 - A Post-Apocalyptic Men's Adventure by Misty Vixen

Author:Misty Vixen [Vixen, Misty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-30T22:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

I opened my eyes and for a moment, didn’t know who I was curled up around. She had dark hair and she felt different, that was all I knew.

I thought Megan first, but this was a different shade of dark and the skin was way too pale.

Gray, early morning sun crept in through the blinds of the room I was in. I ran my hand slowly down her body, and then felt the swell of her belly.

That immediately brought everything back to me.

Elizabeth.

That brought a mixture of emotions, most good, some bad. I was nervous, though admittedly relieved. As much as I liked to be prepared, and thought I had prepared for some things, I knew that ultimately it was all too easy to wake up to a gun to your head. Sleep was fickle. Sometimes I was a light sleeper, sometimes it seemed like I could sleep through a fucking marching band. I carefully sat up and looked around.

Megan and Delilah were curled up together on the mattress nearby. They seemed fine. Elizabeth shifted and let out an unhappy sound as the blanket was lifted and cold air got in. I carefully extracted myself from the bed, leaving her to sleep while I got up and quickly washed myself off. There was a lot to do today, and the sooner I got to it, the better. While I prepared, I thought about last night. I’d fucked both Megan and Delilah as soon as they were done with each other, though neither session had been particularly long, given how tired I was.

Elizabeth had been all too happy to watch the live performance.

Once we were done, I’d crawled into bed and promptly passed out, and I don’t remember waking up once during the night. The room was mild, and I could tell the fire must be embers by now. As I finished drying off and began pulling my clothes on, Megan shifted.

“We okay?” she murmured, staring at me through falls of her wild, dark hair.

“Fine, as far as I know. Just woke up,” I replied.

“Mmm,” she said, looking around. “Fuck, I’m still tired.”

“I need your help,” I replied.

“Yeah, I know. Fuck.”

She grumbled and groaned a bit longer, then got up and started washing herself off. I finished pulling all my clothes and gear on and left her to finish getting ready. I wanted to see if anyone had paid us a visit during the night.

I did my thing, checking out the windows, the doors. There was nothing. I got outside and took a walk around the house, keeping an eye out for signs of passage or anyone watching us. Still nothing, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was around. Almost certainly that was paranoia, given the fact that I knew someone was after Elizabeth.

Or, well, trusted that fact.

Still didn’t know for sure.

I tended to the fire, got it restarted and roaring again, then headed back upstairs, where I saw Delilah had come awake and was slowly washing herself off. Megan was dressed and alert, which was good.

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