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At this angle his cock thrust deep into her and she tipped her head back against his shoulder. It had been so long since he’d had anything more than his hand and his imagination and she was warmer and more beautiful than anything he could have dreamed up so it didn’t take long for his climax to build.

“Oh god,” he groaned. “I’m going to come.”

No amount of self-control could have halted that flood, not even stilling his thrusts would have stopped it, so he continued to push into her, enjoying the closeness and warmth of her body against him and around him.

She could feel his hot breath as he panted behind her. When she felt him slip away she slid down. Sean whimpered as her breasts slid from the reach of his mouth but when he felt the wetness of her rubbing against his cock he grabbed her hips and guided her onto him. She was still tight and he moaned softly. She moved against him, her back rubbing against Ryan’s chest and her tits rubbing against Sean’s chest.

She felt warm and safe and secure. Ryan drowsily nibbled her ear and rubbed her breast, his thumb flicking over her nipples which were already hypersensitive from all the attention Sean had been paying to them. The combination of Sean moving inside her, the flickers of sensations tingling through her nipples, Sean’s deep kisses, and Ryan nibbling at her ear overwhelmed her until she could hardly breathe for all the pleasurable sensation building deep inside her.

Like a flood rising behind a dam she felt the pressure rising and rising, bringing that familiar but long absent tightness low in her body. “Don’t stop,” she murmured. “Don’t stop any of it. Please. Don’t stop. I’m close, I’m so close.”

Still buried inside her Sean stopped thrusting and ground his hips against her. The sudden pressure against her clit was enough and she toppled over the peak into the rush of orgasm. Her body shuddered with the force of her release. Her groan rose in pitch until it was nearly a scream and she would have woken a lot of people if Sean hadn’t kissed her hard, devouring her mouth and the sound of her passion. Every touch, nibble, lick, and thrust pushed her back up even as her body was trying to calm down. Her toes curled, her legs gripped Sean’s hips, her arms snaked around Sean and her fingers dug into her shoulders.

Ryan released her ear and whispered. “That’s it, Pauline, let us make you happy. Ride the pleasure. Let it fill you.”

Over and over he whispered sweet words in her ear as Sean started moving in her again. He was gentle at first  but as her breathing returned to normal she said, “I won’t break.”

Sean nodded and started to thrust in earnest again, relishing the hot, slick feel of her. Ryan held her tight, steadying her. Finally Sean grunted, pulling her hips tight against him as he came inside her. She kissed his face as he calmed down, then she rolled over and covered Ryan’s face in kisses as well.

“You two are wonderful. Thank-you for this.”

They lay wrapped around her, the closeness warding off the chill.

“Are you really building a home here?”

“Yes,” Ryan said softly. “We’re fencing in fifteen houses plus yards and shops and everything else. Didn’t Sam and Dave talk to you about it?”

“No, why?”

“They said they were going to talk to everyone in your group. They aren’t sure if they’ll stay or not and wanted everyone’s opinion.”

“Why would they want the opinion of the camp whore?”

Ryan’s arm tightened around her. “Don’t say that. Never call yourself a whore again. You aren’t a whore.”

“Because I didn’t ask you for payment?”

“Because you’re worth more than anything anyone could pay you with. You’re special and you’re beautiful. Stay here with us. Not me and Sean, but with the group. There’s space, I heard Anne say so.”

“I can’t work.”

“You can learn to weed a garden, harvest food, even cook. Why sell yourself short?”

“Ryan’s right. Stay. What kind of future do you have if you go with Sam and Dave and their group?”

“And if they choose to stay?”

“Who cares what they choose to do, Pauline. You won’t have to sell yourself for anything anymore.”

“And what about us?”

Ryan buried his face against her neck but it was Sean who spoke. “Up to you, I guess, it always was. It was a fun night and I wouldn’t turn down a repeat but Ryan said it, you’re not a whore. If you don’t want us in your bed again we won’t force you, and we sure as hell won’t insult you by trying to buy you. There are other single women in our group, I’m sure there will be a few houses set aside just for them and you’d be welcome there.”

“What about for families, or couples?”

“I don’t know,” Ryan said. “Anne and Damian are making the whole thing public in the morning. I’m sure they’re talking it over while they’re on watch tonight.”

“Could the three of us have our own space? Do you think … would you want to?”

“If you’ll keep us we’ll stay,” Ryan said. “Both of us. Just tell us what you want.”

“I want to think about it.”

Ryan kissed her cheek. “That sounds like a good idea. Good night, Pauline.”

VII.

The Bismark group gathered at the cooking fire in the morning for porridge, much to Ryan’s disappointment. Still he and Sean ate what they were given. It was going to be a busy day, and if the restless crowd growing along the invisible line between the camps was any indication it might turn out to be a rough day as well.

Anne and Damian were talking together in hushed voices as they ate their breakfast and finally Anne stood up and addressed the group.

“We’re not going to find a place to take us in, that much is very clear. We have the option of staying on the move and scavenging what we need to survive and trade but it’s a long walk from settlement to settlement. Another option has presented itself to us. Just down the road here there is a cluster of houses. With some work we could secure the area and make our own settlement.”

“I’m tired of walking,” Evan said.

“The kids won’t survive it we have to keep walking,” Sue said.

Sam and Dave stepped across the line, standing in front of their entire camp. “And where will you get food? Where will you get heat if the power finally fails? What about your water?”

Anne shrugged. “We’ll deal with each problem if and when it arises to the best of our ability and maybe we’ll have to abandon this place. Damian and I are staying and we welcome others who are willing to help and work to be a part of this community.”

Dave shook his head. “We won’t stay. We’re leaving. You’re all crazy.” He stalked off, disappearing behind a wall of people.”

Sam shrugged. “Good luck. We will not be seeing you again.”

“If you don’t want to settle here you’d best pack up and leave with Dave and Sam and their group. Everyone willing to settle here with us just sit tight. We’ll get started once the others are on their way.”

Ryan and Sean made a break for the other camp but Damian stepped in front of them. “You two aren’t planning to leave, are you?” The question wasn’t threatening, in fact he seemed genuinely concerned.

“We’re staying,” Ryan said. “But we made a friend who wanted to stay too, and we want to make sure she doesn’t get forced to leave.”

“Go then, but I need to speak with you both.”

They nodded and took off through the milling crowd. Around them tents were coming down. Sue was arguing with an older woman from the Wyoming camp while a group of grubby children huddled together nearby. They reached Pauline’s tent to find her taking it down. “Please tell me you’re packing so you can join us,” Sean said.

“Dave and Sam gave the order. We’re moving out.”

“Didn’t you hear Anne? Everyone who wants to stay is welcome.”

“No one cares what I want.”

Ryan grabbed her by her shoulders and spun her to face them. “What do you want, Pauline? If you want to leave, really want to walk away, we’ll turn around and leave you alone. If you want to stay in this community we will carry your stuff over there and we will not let anyone stop you. This has nothing to do with us, with the future of our relationship. That can wait. This has to do with you. What do you want?”

“They made it very clear we all had to go.”

“They don’t own you. And maybe if you walk over that line others will follow you. But this has to be your choice.”

“Get me out of here,” she said. “They don’t give a shit about anyone in this group, we’re just here to protect and support them and they don’t want to give us anything in return. I don’t want to whore for food anymore.”

Ryan nodded. He shouldered her pack while Sean quickly finished dismantling her tent. “Let’s go.”

They passed a few young men from the Bismark camp who had loaded up as much as they could carry. “Not everyone wants to settle,” Sean murmured. “Do you think we’ll be lucky enough to see Matt go?”

Ryan shook his head. “We’ll never be that lucky,” he murmured back. Sue was herding children and carrying a large pack but no one else was making any move to abandon the Wyoming group. And then Ryan saw a few young men heading for the central campfire.

“I wonder, how many people are leaving who would rather stay?” Sean said.

“Don’t your leaders ever make decisions on your behalf?” Pauline said.

“Sure, they decided we had to share just about everything we scavenged so that everyone had shelter and food and water and a few changes of clothes. Mostly we have choices, it’s usually take it or leave it, but we’re not forced to stay here if we don’t like the management.” Ryan shrugged. “They listen to what the group wants and needs and they try to provide so when they say ‘we’re doing this’ it’s usually something most of the group wants anyways.”

“You’re lucky,” Pauline said.

“There’s Damian, he’s probably waiting for us,” Sean said, pointing. “We should go get this over with.”

Ryan rolled his eyes. “You make it sound like we’re about to be scolded.”

Damian spotted them and met them halfway. “Good, you’re back. Anne and I have decided to take the house closest to wherever we put the gate so that we can get there faster to deal with people who show up here. We were hoping the two of you would agree to be our housemates. We’ll keep things quiet, I promise. It would be good to have the bulk of our reliable firepower closest to where we need it.”

“Are we getting a promotion?” Sean said.

Damian just grinned.

“We’ll get back to you by the time you have a location picked out,” Ryan said.

“Understandable. Once the people who are leaving have left we’ll need to do a proper scouting. We need to know how many rooms are in each house, the condition of the outbuildings, and what building supplies we have to work with. If we’re lucky we may even find a few quads with trailers which would make it easier to get building supplies from elsewhere.”

“We’ll go gear up.”

They led Pauline to two single-man tents set up side-by-side. “Not much to offer you,” Sean said. “We ran out of coffee two days ago. But at least we’ve got somewhere to sit.”

“I guess you want to talk?” Pauline said.

Ryan shrugged.

Pauline sighed. “You two made me feel very special. I never meant to get caught up with two men. Can something like this even work? I don’t want to break up your friendship.”

“Maybe we can get a place where we have two rooms. You can have one to yourself, Sean and I can bunk together. We can do things just like we did last night, all on your terms.”

“And what if I only want one of you on a particular night? The other one will be jealous, you can’t deny that.”

“Of course I’ll be jealous,” Sean said. “But that’s because I think I fell in love with you sometime in the last day. But I love you so that means respecting you.”

Ryan just shrugged. “Things are different out here. Maybe this will work for us.”

VIII.

It was nearing midday but the wind kept the heat at bay. Ryan, Sean, and Pauline sat on the front steps of the next house they were supposed to map enjoying the stack of sandwiches that had been sent with them. The bread was a little dry and a little stale but the peanut butter was still good.

Pauline closed her eyes and smiled into the sunlight. “This is almost like being normal again.”

Two men came around the corner of the house. “Hey Pauline, got an hour?”

The second man snickered. “Maybe two?” he added.

Pauline retreated up the stairs as Ryan and Sean stood. “Haven’t had the chance to meet you yet,” Sean said.

“Shut up,” the first man said. “We’re not talking to you.”

“We’re here to see Pauline. Come on Sweetie, I found some chocolate in the house next door and the shed back here looks comfortable enough for you. What do you say?”

They were sneering as they came up the stairs. This time Pauline stood her ground. “Sorry, I’m not interested.”

“What? I’m not good enough for you? I never met a fussy whore before.”

Ryan blocked their path. “Even a prostitute is allowed to turn down a job. She said she wasn’t interested.”

The punch caught him off guard and sent him sprawling down the steps, leaving him dazed.

The other man grabbed Sean, pinning his arms behind his back as the puncher turned on him. Pauline was screaming but Ryan couldn’t see her. He tried to leverage his body up but the world went in and out of focus. He closed his eyes and sat up, breathing hard. There was a heavy thump and he guessed that was Sean being tossed aside.

In the distance he heard shouting but whoever was coming wouldn’t get here in time. Ryan opened his eyes and the world stayed in focus. He stood, drawing his gun and pointing it at the two men.

“Back away.”

“Some fucking hero, you can’t even stand straight.”

He clicked the safety. “Want to take the chance I can’t shoot straight? She said ‘no’, so clear off.”

“You do know you’re protecting a fucking slut, right?”

“I’m protecting a human being, you don’t own human beings, not even out here in the middle of nowhere. She doesn’t want to fuck you, that’s her choice. You want to try to rape her, you go ahead and try, but I’ll shoot your fucking cocks off.”

The second man who seemed to be more of a follower nudged his buddy. “Come on, it’s not worth it. I can hear people coming. Let’s just go.”

“We’ll see you later, Pauline.”

“No,” Ryan said. “You won’t.”

They were booking it around the side of the house when Evan and his mapping team jogged up the driveway. “We heard screaming,” he said. “Is everything all right.”

“For now, yes. We’re going to head back to camp. Can you guys look this house over when you’re done yours? It’s the last on our list.”

“Sure. Are you sure everything’s okay?”

Pauline stepped forward with a shaky smile. “Everything is going to be okay now.”