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hould I have felt the slightest bit weird I just added another boyfriend to my harem and was mowing my way through delicious roast pig in his lap in front of the entire remaining military in the United States? Because I didn’t feel weird and no one here seemed to give a shit I made out with their supreme commander but was getting plenty of PDA from Aeron and Leif. It was actually kind of nice that the end of the world meant people were less of judgemental prudes.
I was having a blast. It was easy to forget some awful people destroyed the happiest place on earth, and now it was some sort of military base. The food and company were excellent. I didn’t know if they were soldiers or civilians since people were dressed in clothes they could salvage, but there was live music with dinner.
Someone had an acoustic guitar, a violin, and another person had found a tub and was playing the drums. They were good. It could only be original music because the lyrics were all about killing zombies. I may have been fucked in the head, but I was laughing at some of them. There’s nothing quite like a violin wailing while a woman with a snake tattoo around her arms belts out a tune about the crunching sound when you bash a Rage Head’s skull in.
We were all fucked in the head because Dice, Aeron, and Leif were laughing too. After we’d totally stuffed ourselves with food, Dice jumped up and asked me to dance. I was a little shocked Aeron got up to dance with us, but totally not shocked Leif did.
Okay, angels were fabulous dancers, and I was having a blast. This was fucking amazing. Dice built something special here. All the settlements I’d been to so far were different. California had high walls and was policed by gangs, but Jade ran a tight ship.
The military now ran Mexico, but Florida was totally different. I hadn’t seen a single person in uniform and no guns. Everyone here was relaxed and joking. They were celebrating they had fresh meat and an entire pig this time. From what Dice told me over dinner, people only had meat for dinner if they successfully hunted it or one of the animals had to be put down. If someone successfully hunted a larger animal, it was shared with as many people as possible.
It was just so fucking nice to be around so many people celebrating. It was also fucking lovely to be smashed between three angels while we danced. I wasn’t the only one reacting. My nipples were rock hard, and it wasn’t like Aeron and Leif could hide their erections with what they were packing in their pants. A quick glance down confirmed at least three angels I’d met so far had been extraordinarily blessed in the cock department when they were created.
I was trying to make it a point to grind my ass against all three cocks, and I have to say, I was doing a pretty good job of ass to cock distribution. Aeron was letting out his signature growls, Leif would let out a soft moan, and Dice would straight up smack my ass. My ass was probably covered in his handprints and stinging like fire, but I totally wanted to explore his need to slap my ass repeatedly.
If they weren’t going to say anything, I was.
“How about we take the spanking, growling, and moaning back to Dice’s room?”
They didn’t respond except for a growl, moan, and a spank. I was practically yanked off my feet when two angels grabbed my hands, and they took off running towards the hotel. Dice was hot on our heels. I threw back my head and laughed as we stumbled back to Dice’s room like horny teenagers. Okay, most teenagers didn’t have foursomes, or that would be totally fucked up. I wasn’t even having sex with one person when I was a teenager, much less three.
The angels didn’t want to wait on all those stairs. As soon as we got to the stairwell, Aeron practically tackled me and zapped me upstairs. I had to commend him on his aim because the bed was right there. Perfect. I shoved Aeron on the bed. In any normal situation, I wouldn’t have been able to push Aeron anywhere, but he knew naked time was coming, so he let me.
Dice and Leif appeared behind and started kissing my neck and shoulders. I tugged at my shirt.
“Help me get this off.”
Dice cleared his throat.
“May I have this dance? I’m sure you’ve got ideas in your head for a group thing, but can I have you to myself for our first time?”
I looked at Aeron, sprawled on the bed. I already knew Leif would be okay with it. Leif went with the flow and seemed okay with anything thrown his way. Aeron was the one who got grumpy about Dice. I thought they had worked their issues out, but that was before I developed feelings for Dice. Was Aeron going to pitch a fit and insist the only way I could be with Dice was if he was with us? He was fine when I was alone with Leif, but there was something about Dice that bothered him.
Or maybe not. Aeron just jumped off the bed and glared at Dice.
“None of your kinky shit.”
I smacked Aeron’s arm.
“I want the kinky shit, asshole. Wait, how kinky are we talking about, Dice?”
“Why? What are your limits?”
“If I see a permanent mark on her perfect skin, I’ll rip your fucking wings off,” Aeron growled.
I raised my hand.
“Scars are a hard no. No poop, either.”
“I’d never defecate on a lady. And I don’t leave permanent marks, you winged fuck. You’re scaring her. Now, can you run off and kill something so I can be alone with Ariel?”
Aeron looked like he wanted to say something else, but Leif grabbed his arm and steered him out of the bedroom.
“Let’s go enjoy the live music and see if there’s any more of that delicious pig left. That spinach dish was pretty amazing too.”
Aeron just grunted and disappeared. How could they even think about eating again? There were rules about how many helpings of the pig everyone could have, but it was a free for all with the vegetables, and that spinach dish was unlike anything I’d ever had before. There was some sort of homemade cheese in it that was similar to paneer, but it wasn’t like an Indian dish. It was something else altogether, and I could have taken a bath in it.
“Do you have a safe word, Speedy?” Dice asked, snapping me out of my daydreams about that spinach.
I actually did because I’d experimented, as any girl should. Every girl should find out if she liked to be tied down and spanked. And I totally did, but finding someone who could do it right always ended up being a total pain in the ass. I’ll bet Dice could do it perfectly too.
“Raspberries.”
“Good girl. I won’t leave any permanent marks. Anything else I need to know? How do you feel about blindfolds?”
I was getting so fucking excited for what was about to happen. I was so glad to hear kink didn’t die with half the population. And I was butt crazy about getting tied up, spanked, and fucked by the Horseman of War. If anyone knew how to give a proper spanking, it was probably him.
I ran my fingers down his suspenders and gave them a hard pop against his chest. They were Snoopy today.
“I’m all about the blindfolds and being totally restrained.”
Dice grabbed his MP3 player and stuck it in another dock. I recognized the music right away, and I already knew what he wanted. Temptation by Tom Waits was the perfect song to do a little striptease to. He didn’t even have to tell me. I started swaying to the music. Dice flopped on the bed and started rubbing the impressive bulge in his leather trousers.
“Damn, girl. You’ve had practice,” he moaned as I threw my shirt at him.
“A few people from my softball team took an aerobic pole dancing stripping class a few times a week.”
“Man, I love California. I can build a pole in here. I’ll bet Aeron and Leif would love to view your pole dancing skills.”
Maybe, but tonight was about Dice and me getting my ass spanked. I turned around to give him a splendid view of my ass as I slid my trousers down. When I turned around, he was sitting on the side of the bed and crooked his fingers at me.
“How about a warmup spanking? Get on my lap.”
Yeah, he totally knew what he was doing. His muscular hand just massaged my ass and thighs for a bit. I was just getting relaxed and turning into a pool of jelly when he brought his hand down. I yelped when I heard the crack of his hand against my flesh and felt the sting. And oh, did it sting in just the right way. It probably left the perfect handprint on my ass.
Dice knew precisely how to give a warmup spanking. He didn’t just sit there and redden my ass up like an amateur. He built up to it. He gave me breaks where he would massage my ass, or he would slip his fingers between my legs and rub my clit. As far as first-time spankings went, where the fuck had Dice been my entire life? Oh, yeah. Heaven. Could you even do BDSM there? I had questions.
My ass was pleasantly on fire, and I could have done this all night, but I also wanted more. I wanted all Dice had to offer, and I wasn’t sure what that was considering it was the apocalypse. I definitely wanted to find out, though.
Dice rubbed my thigh.
“How do you feel?”
I let out a contented sigh.
“Perfect. But I’d feel even better if I was totally tied down and blindfolded. Is that even possible now?”
Dice just chuckled and scooped me up. He gently placed me on the bed and went over to the closet.
“You’d be shocked how many sex shops in Florida were picked over when we decided to make it our home base. One of the local residents is using a four-foot dildo he stole from a shop as lawn decoration. His HOA is all dead, and apparently, they gave him shit about the color he painted his front door. He’s got dildos and gnomes all over his lawn now.”
“How Florida of him.”
“It’s actually a thing of beauty. He’s got the gnomes worshipping the enormous dildo. The sex shops were picked over, but I can build just about anything.”
“I have reservations about homemade dildos, Dice.”
Dice just spun around with his hands full of different ropes.
“Why would I make a dildo when I have a cock made by God? I can truss you to that bed and fuck you silly, though.”
“Well, what are you waiting for?”
Dice had this shit-eating grin on his face like a kid who walked into a birthday party full of huge presents. He was waving those ropes in the air like a madman.
“Do you want to be on your front or your back?”
“I want more spankings all over, but it sounds like you don’t have the toys.”
“Ha! Anything is a toy if you’re creative.”
Dice threw the ropes on the bed and dove back into his closet. He popped back out triumphantly, holding a ping pong paddle and a thin cane.
“I didn’t say we found nothing at the shops. We have a ping pong championship happening on the base, and I’m undefeated. I’ll bet this will sting just right on that perky little ass of yours.”
He pretty much didn’t have to ask me twice. I didn’t care about being graceful. I face flopped spread eagle on Dice’s bed and waved my red ass at him like it was totally covered in his handprints, and I wanted more. Dice tied me down speedily and like a total pro. I guess the shops weren’t totally picked over because he slipped a blindfold over my eyes. I was practically humming with excitement.
Dice actually did start humming and caressed my back.
“I’ve never had a Nephilim tied down before. Honestly, sometimes I get women who just want their ass tapped twice, and their hair pulled once. They safe word before we’ve even finished the warm-up and want to get to the fucking. You took yours like a champ.”
“I’m not a delicate flower, Dice. The reason I haven’t done this more often is that I either met the male version of your female playmates or they weren’t real Doms. They just liked hurting women and didn’t respect limits or safe words.”
Dice was petting my back, and I was practically purring.
“Yeah, not all those assholes turned into Rage Heads. We had to stop a few when we fortified Florida. They hurt some women here, and I broke their faces. Are you ready to play?”
“I want you to show me why you’re the ping pong champion of Florida, but all over my ass.”
Dice didn’t answer. I felt the ping pong paddle come down on my ass. Okay, who knew ping pong paddles felt so delicious on your ass? I had a whole new respect for that game now. I let out a loud moan.
“Oh, my fuck. Ass ping pong is my new favorite game.”
“Oh, the Nephilim likes the ping pong paddle. Noted.”
Dice slid he free hand between my legs and started making slow circles on my clit while lighting my ass up with the paddle. Holy fuck, I was shrieking and writhing from the pleasure and the pain. It was mingling beautifully that only a talented Dom could bring about.
It didn’t take long until my mind slipped off to that special place, and I felt like I was flying. Dice knew precisely how to keep me there too. He didn’t say if I needed his permission to come, but he knew when I was about to and kept me right at that fine edge to keep me in subspace as long as possible.
He shifted his hand so he could slide two fingers inside me and still work my clit with his thumb.
“Come for me, little Nephilim.”
It was like I shattered into a million pieces. I was a plane, mid-air, that just exploded and fell to earth. I shook and shrieked. My entire body tensed, and Dice knew precisely how to draw out all the little aftershocks.
As soon as my body went limp, he had me untied in no time. I was wrapped up in a blanket and sitting in his lap while he played with my hair. I sighed and just melted.
“You certainly know your aftercare.”
“I aim to please. You seemed to like the ping pong paddle too.”
“I think bedroom ping pong is my new favorite game.”
“If I knew you were into this and we were going to play, I would have made you a handmade flogger.”
“Ooh, I love floggers.”
Dice just chuckled and started massaging my back.
“I think everyone loves the flogger. I’ll make you one when I finished with the bombs.”
That was so Dice, and I was starting to appreciate how handy he was with making things. I mean, he was preventing my father from inciting hate groups from an MP3 player. Whatever invention he put on the White House let them hear anything Isaiah said. Hell, maybe I would trust a handmade dildo from Dice.
“That would mean a lot to me, Dice. This meant a lot to me. I experimented, but I could never find anyone I could totally trust. It wasn’t like that with you, even if you were improvising with the gear. I just knew you’d do it right, and you totally did. That was amazing.”
Dice had me tightly wrapped in the blanket and was massaging my shoulders. I just felt safe. I had been petrified about coming here because of the bombs, but this was more than just finding out they couldn’t explode anymore. This peace had settled over me that I hadn’t felt since I woke up in that hospital room. All my doubts were starting to slip away the longer Dice rubbed my back.
We could do this. We could stop Armageddon.
I craned my head up to look him in the eyes. It was a little awkward because he was holding me so tightly it was like he was trying to put me back together after everything that had happened to me.
“What about you?”
“What about me, my lovely?”
“You gave me a beautiful present. Can I return the favor?”
Dice kissed the top of my head.
“You already did. Your submission is a gift, and I’ll always treasure it.”
I managed to wriggle an arm out and touch his cheek.
“What if I want to make love to you?”
Dice broke into this huge grin.
“Then I would give it to you and say a little thanks to my father for Nephilim stamina. This place is on a backup generator, and I already know how it works, so it’s okay if you cause a little power outage. I’d be offended if you don’t,” he said, nibbling on my neck.
I started wriggling on his lap because his lips felt fucking amazing on my neck.
“I might break your shit.”
Angels seemed really offended about shit breakage, and I felt the need to get that out. Dice had me flat on my back in seconds, and his lips found my collarbone.
“I don’t care about my shit.”
Dice grabbed my hands and pinned them over my head with one hand and started fiddling with his fly with the other. He growled when he realized he had those fucking suspenders on. He snapped them off and shoved his leather trousers down his hips. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pinned me with his body.
I felt him surge inside me and bit my lip so hard, I tasted blood. Dice kept up this steady, hard pace that was driving me crazy. I couldn’t do a fucking thing about it because I was trapped underneath him, but I wasn’t complaining in the slightest. I just dug my heels into his ass and moaned. I didn’t beg for it harder or faster because I knew better than to top from the bottom. I knew enough about Dice to see that he’d give me what I needed when he thought I needed it.
And oh, did he. Just when I thought I was going to go insane, he started harder and faster. The bed started shaking, and the lights began flickering. Oh, shit, this was totally going to kill me in all the right ways.
“Come now, Ariel,” Dice said, speeding up.
It was like I was so conditioned. As soon as he said those words, my world exploded. The lamp across the room exploded, and Dice threw back his head and roared as he came. He gave me a few more hard thrusts before releasing my hands and collapsing on his back. He pulled me to his chest, and I snuggled in.
“How do you feel?”
“Amazing.”
“Good, because tomorrow, you’re learning how to control the pyrotechnics.”
Yeah, we could do that tomorrow. I was fucked out and exhausted. I was passing way out for the rest of the night.