Burning Sky (Burning Sky Series) (2 page)

He continued to hold me with his eyes, smiling.  “If she was as hot as you are, yeah.”

“I'm not doing it for your benefit, idiot.  I don't care if you enjoy it or not.” I shot back at him.

“You'd enjoy it more if I did... and I had free hands.  I can do a lot with my fingers...”

A small gasp escaped my lips.  For a brief moment, I could almost feel his fingers running along my naked skin, sinking into the depths of my heat.  I closed my eyes tightly.  I so wanted to sink my teeth into his neck and drain him of his smugness.  I moved my eyes back to the fire.  “Just shut the fuck up.  Don't make me gag you again.” 

I could feel the pool starting to form at the apex of my thighs.  I crossed my legs together tightly, hoping that would put an end to the ache I felt building but it didn't help.

“So when is this thing I'm not supposed to enjoy going to happen?”

I snapped my eyes up to Trevor.  The asshole was smiling at me.  I was going to force him to have sex with me and he was SMILING.  That did it.  I stormed over to him, put the gag in his mouth, covered his eyes and forced him on his back.  I had my pants and boy shorts off in a flash.  I unfastened Trevor's jeans, pulling them down his legs until his cock sprang free.  It was even more glorious than he was, already fully erect and pulsing to his heartbeat.  I stared at it for a moment, feeling myself grow wetter and ache even more.  I grabbed the thick shaft and ran my hand along its length and over the spongy purple head.  Trevor groaned softly.  He wanted this.  I didn't want him to want this... but I needed it.  I straddled his body and let the head nudge open my wet lips and enter me slowly.  I hissed at his thickness, having to rock up and down on him a couple of times until I could seat him inside of me fully.  I closed my eyes and didn't move enjoying the feeling of being opened up after so long.  I put my hands on his chest and started rising and lowering on his cock.  I was so wet and he felt amazing.  As I continued to fuck him with slow strokes, I lifted Trevor’s shirt to reveal his muscular torso.  I shivered with pleasure.  Never had I been with a man that seemed so perfect in every way.  I brought my mouth to his stomach and let one of my teeth make a shallow scratch, bringing a few beads of his blood to the surface.  I slowly slid off of his cock and, with the stroke of my tongue against the cut in his beautiful skin; I slid back down on him all the way.

Trevor suddenly raised his hips up, causing me to fall against his chest.  Before I could sit back up right, he had his feet planted firmly on the ground and fucked up into me with deep, steady thrusts.  I wanted to regain control of the situation, but his cock was making me gasp in pleasure as it was.  I started matching his thrusts as I could feel an orgasm building quickly. 

Despite being gagged, blinded and bound, Trevor was amazing.  I could faintly hear him groaning into the gag with each stroke his cock made into my pussy.

When he pushed up with one, sudden deep thrust, I cried out with my orgasm, gripping his shirt tightly in my fists.  I steadily milked him as I shuddered through waves of pleasure.  Trevor picked up the pace as he neared.  I came again as I felt him shooting his seed into me.  He continued shallow strokes as I came down again.  When he finally relaxed back to the ground, I stayed seated on him for several minutes to catch my breath and to end the stars in my vision.  I stood, pulling my pants back on with much satisfaction.  Now what to do with him?  I couldn't leave him laying on the ground, exposed like that.  I made him sit up so I could help him to his feet and pulled his jeans back up.  When he was covered up, I pushed him back to the ground.

I found my same spot by the fire.  What a nice ending to this day.  I couldn’t have imagined this morning that things would go this way.  As I curled into a ball to get some sleep, I wondered what tomorrow would bring.

***

Morning came much too soon, bright rays of sunlight filtering through the trees. This would have been an epic morning, but that was before the meteor shower. Today it was just another day at least that was what I thought. Leaves crackled as I rolled onto my back, blinking my eyes rapidly as I tried to focus.

“
Shit.” I groaned as memories from the night before came flooding back.

Turning slightly, I looked where I had left my toy; he was sitting there his eyes on me. A soft groan escaped my lips, as I let my head fall back to the ground.

“You happen to have any food?  I'm a little hungry after last night's workout...” Trevor’s voice drifted across the camp, he must have spit out his gag.

I sat up, with a glance in his direction only to reveal a cocky grin plastered on his face. As I stood up shaking off the foliage and flinging Trevor a dirty look, he simply smiled in return. Walking past him to the a log, I pulled a backpack from behind it, rifling through it I managed to  pull out two protein bars wrapped in foil.

“Why the hell are you smiling... you are a prisoner” I grumbled as I opened the first protein bar holding it out to Trevor.

“While I may be a prisoner,  you're the one waiting on me. I mean, it’s too kind of you to hand feed me... warden.” Trevor's boyish grin spreading even wider.

I felt my eyes narrow, he was a smart ass. Quickly, I grabbed his arms, untied them, twisted them around and retied them in front of his body. Standing back with a smirk, I laughed.  “There now you can feed yourself.” I tossed the food on the ground at his feet and returned to the three back packs that I needed to sort out.

Trevor laughed and grabbed the bars, and began eating. I turned my attention on the task at hand and I continued rummaging through the first pack, it was one of the three that the men from last night had ever so suddenly abandoned.

“Aren’t you going to eat something or are you saving the real food for you?” Trevor asked swallowing the last bite of the second bar, smacking his lips in a dramatic way.

“Not hungry... plus, I don’t eat that stuff. Don’t you know processed food is bad for your health?” I said lightly, finding quite a bit of those bars in the bottom of the back pack.

“I'm sure that not eating is worse.” Trevor said watching me sort things from the back pack.

“So, Trevor, what’s a guy like you doing way out here? Kind of far from the safety of the silo, aren’t you?” I asked in an attempt to change the subject, for some reason I was not ready to kill this guy but I didn’t want to free him either... after all he was human.

“You mean before I was chosen for the role of your sex toy?” Trevor quipped, watching as I dumped the contents of each pack into a large pile in front of me.

“Sure. Why were you out there in the dark... before I took you as my prisoner?” I felt the smile spread over my lips despite my best effort to stay focused on looting.

“Well honestly, I was out for a walk. I was just trying to get away from reality, being a SEAL... I have seen enough death.”  Trevor said.  He stretched out his legs the smile still plastered on his face but I could hear the edge of sadness in his voice. 

“I hate to say it but you sure picked a great night for a walk. You nearly got yourself killed.  Ever think of maybe reading a book or something less dangerous?” I tried to lighten the tone of conversation, the memories of last night flashed in my mind causing the tingling sensation between my thighs to spark.

“Well despite the rough start to the night, I fared ok.  I came out alive and met a pretty girl I can't take my eyes off of,” Trevor said as his bright emerald eyes sparkled. 

I glanced up at him.  Was he trying to be charming?

Now that I was looking at him, he cocked an eyebrow up.  “Course... I am tied up by her now... kinky.”  He chuckled softly.

I sighed.  Finally, I had sorted through all of the contents of the packs; I put the stuff into keep and discard piles. The keep pile contained some clothes, I had managed to salvage a few new shirts, and there was a ton of protein bars and MRE packages.   I couldn’t seem to justify letting Trevor starve, so I packed all of the food into one pack and the clothes into another. Trevor was quiet as I stood up and carried the discard pile past the brush, into the trees and tossed the contents onto the remains of the previous owners. A glimmer of light caught my eye; it came from one of the bodies moving closer I discovered a large knife. It was falling out of the leg holster of one of my dinner treats from the night before; I took the blade and returned to my campsite. This time I wasn’t surprised to find Trevor waiting patiently.

“Why are you always so happy?” I asked.  His smile unnerved me for some reason; I did my best to avoid eye contact as I dropped down to my favorite spot by the ash filled fire pit.

“I guess I just don't see a reason not to be happy. I’m alive... the meteor shower could have killed me but I managed to survive.  The men last night could have killed me but... I’m still kicking, well in a manner of speaking. What about you?” 

I said nothing.  Instead, I focused my attention to shredding tender into the fire.  I was never good at sharing personal business... I had only gotten worse after the meteors.

“Last night after the 'battle royal' you said you were a bartender before the shower? What is a girl like you doing way out here? From the looks of it, I'm guessing you've been out here for some time.” Trevor said, his voice light.

I sat silent, my mind returning to the night of the meteor shower... before that, my life had seemed good. I had been living a normal life, then the sky fell, I followed the rules and went with the rest of the people I knew to a so called safety zone. They had refused to let I in, said too many people were inside that I would have to take I chances.  The very people that I had trusted to help I had condemned I to I current existence, anger filtered through my body as I thought about my first life. I remembered killing the people who had ran the shelter after I had regained some strength; their blood had been like gold on my lips. Now the only way I survived was by killing the humans I hated so badly.

Suddenly a surge of guilt spread through my body, for some reason I didn’t want to kill Trevor. I looked in his direction; he was content in waiting for my response. I didn’t want him to know what I was or why, I needed to keep my distance. I didn’t know anything about him other than I was good for sex, and being human that meant he would be good for blood if needed. The idea of draining him brought me back to reality, I couldn’t picture him dead.

“My past is just that, the past. Don’t ask so many questions, you might not like the answers.” I said jumping to my feet, and advanced on Trevor the knife in hand.

“Look I’m sorry I didn’t mean to pry. I was just making conversation.” Trevor said a glimpse of adrenaline spreading over his face, as if he was preparing to defend himself.

“You will leave this place if you know what’s good for you.” I said cutting through his bindings and turning my back on him, something told me I didn’t need to watch him leave.

“
And if I don’t know what’s good for me, what then?” Trevor said standing up and moving to stand behind me, I could feel heat from his skin.

“Why would you stay? There’s nothing here for you, go back to your sanctuary.” I barked as I spun around, surprised to be face to face with Trevor, I hadn’t realized how close he really was.

“Maybe I just want to stick around, see what it likes out here. Does it bother you that someone may want to hang around?”  Trevor showed a smile that practically lite up his in Emerald eyes, he was being condescending again.

“No by all means, you’re free to do what you want.” I said, holding a look of blankness on my face.

I stood on the spot confused about his motives, and decided to stay on guard. I couldn’t afford to allow any human to break the barriers; he may not be what he seemed. Trevor was moving around the campsite shifting things around, making himself at home.

“What are you doing? Find your own camp, this one is taken.” I said watching Trevor’s body move with cat like smoothness.

“No I think I will stay here, I like the current occupant. Before I get comfortable though I am securing the campsite then I’m going to make a fire and a shelter you may like to sleep out under the sky but I prefer not to, never know what the weather is going to be like.” Trevor said as he moved the log that I was so fond of hiding behind.

I began to ponder about the reasons why I had let him live, he was messing with my things. The day passed with idle chitchat, both avoiding any subject of personal consequence. True to his word Trevor he made a shelter out of tree branches and leaves, it wasn’t much but it looked cozy.  It cast a large shadow over the trees when the light from the fire became golden; next to the burning abyss was a large pile of wood that He and I had collected together.  While Trevor’s Seal skills made my camp seem more like home, I was still trying to remain conscious of his actions. I kept thinking about why he would have stuck around as I sat on a pile of leaves leaning on a new much larger law that I had carried into the camp with the assistance of Trevor, though it was unneeded.