Apocalypse Harem Book Two: MFFF Contemporary Harem Series (Apocalypse Harem) by Carley Hitchens

Author:Carley Hitchens [Hitchens, Carley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

I was groggy, bleary-eyed, my eyelids heavy like they were weighed down with cinderblocks. I was walking out toward Otter Pond, through waist-high ragweed and dogwood grass, my feet sore in my boots like I’d been walking barefoot on scalding blacktop.

I was shirtless, my flannel draped over my shoulder, my jeans filthy. A bath, that was what I needed. Baths were an unthinkable waste when it came to my clean purified water supply back at the cabin. That’s why I dragged a hefty porcelain tub out to Otter Pond, drove down some metal poles, anchored them, then hitched the tub up over a little hearth. Water from the pond, heated by fire. Luxury for the apocalypse.

Overhead, I couldn’t tell if it was morning or midday. The sky was gray, hazy, the sun lost in the smoke, a grieving mother with a lamp, like Cormac McCarthy once wrote. Sweat and grime caked onto my skin, my bones aching, my muscles hot from exhaustion, from overuse.

Trotting over the next hill, I looked down toward the blue placid waters of Otter Pond and spotted the tub, the pale body within it, hearth fire crackling soft and cozy underneath. The water was soapy, two pale knees pulled up, pale thighs with soap bubbles clinging to the skin, bare white shoulders with coal-black hair brushed straight back, dipping into the tub water.

Kiernan turned around, smirking as she bathed, her breasts half in the water, her nipples poking through the white bubbles like little pink arrowheads. Her glasses were fixed perfectly over her eyes, steam from the water rising in wisps over her soft pale skin. She shifted in the water, making the bubbles break down the middle, and filtered through a bathwater prism I thought I glimpsed a midnight thatch of hair between thighs white as milk.

“I was waiting for you two to join me,” Kiernan smirked.

I was about to ask what she meant by that, until Morgan strode past me, her skin pale but not quite as pale as Kiernan’s, every last stitch of clothing gone from her body, her long blonde hair bouncing as she lifted one leg gingerly over the edge of the tub, testing the water with her toes.

Morgan laughed when she looked back at me. “Well, are you getting in with us, or not?”

She slid her toes deeper, the hot soapy water steaming up around her ankle, her calf, deeper…and Kiernan grinned, sliding her hand up Morgan’s inner thigh.

My heart chugged like an engine lurching to life and I started toward them, the blood rushing to my cock so quickly I felt light-headed. Yet, I only made it two or three steps toward the tub before I heard it, the shrieking howl up behind the veil of clouds. It began at a high pitch – the sound of swords being sharpened with smoldering rocks over hell’s flames – and only grew higher, grating, the kind of shriek that could make your eardrums bleed.

A dark winged shape moved black above the clouds, smoke swirling around it, a living shadow shrieking at the world below.

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