Mason woke with something warm and wet moving up his thigh.

“God I hope that’s not a mutant dog.”

He heard Haley giggle, then his cock disappeared into soft, warm, inviting lips. He groaned and went hard in seconds before he opened his eyes.

She was looking at him with as much smile as she could manage with her mouth full. Then she let it go and slid her tongue down his shaft as she held it upright. He lay back and put his hands behind his head.

“I deserve this.”

“No.” She dropped him and rose up before straddling him. She was wearing nothing but a lacy bra, her thighs already moist with wetness “I deserve this.” She groaned as she slid him inside her soaked, and very ready sex.

“Yes you do,” he agreed.

She rode him slow and steady, raising her wide, curving ass up and down with her hips and the occasional swirl. Mason sighed and just watched.

She soon unhooked her bra, letting her heavy breasts bounce and sway with her body. Her wavy blonde hair dripped from her shoulders, curling around her chest. Mason didn’t move a muscle, happy to let her do her thing, enjoying the tight, hot feel of her pussy sliding up and down his shaft.

Then she was biting her lip and moving faster, giving up the sexy posturing as she bucked and rocked on his cock until her chest and neck flushed red and she cried out as her eyes rolled back. Her body shook, and he smiled as he watched her struggle to keep moving. Finally she dropped on top of him, and he winced slightly as she came down on his still tender shoulder.

“Sorry,” she breathed between pants. Mason at last moved his arms, and though he had large hands he still couldn’t entirely cup Haley’s thick ass. But he did his honest best.

“Not as sorry as you’re going to be.”

She gasped as he thrust inside her, squeezing her cheeks hard. He raised himself off the bed, holding her in place as he jackhammered. Soon enough she was holding onto the bed, screaming like she was riding a rollercoaster.

“Jesus Christ!”

Lust surged through him at her reaction. He teased her ass with a finger, then as her body tensed he shoved it inside, ramming his cock even harder as she gasped.

“Take it all,” he ordered as he pulled her down, squashing her soft breasts against his chest as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. He hadn’t known that’s what he wanted until it was done—Haley with all three holes plugged, writhing in his arms.

He let go of all the tension he’d been holding through all the days of deadly peril, slowing down and kissing her more intimately and fully as he worked his hips, probing every angle of her pussy with long, slow thrusts. She shuddered and squeezed his cock like a vice, and his whole body spasmed as he came.

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Haley’s muffled cry filled his mouth, and he thrust as deep inside her as he could manage, filling her up with his seed. Back before the world had ended he’d always worn condoms. Even so he’d usually pulled out, paranoid of getting the few girls he’d been with pregnant. Somehow the thought of pulling out of Haley appalled him. And she certainly wasn’t suggesting it.

Only when he felt his cum dripping out of her and running down his shaft did he release his hold on her mouth and ass. She gasped and panted, then wiggled against him before collapsing in a sweaty heap.

“Oh God. I love how you fuck me.”

“I know,” he whispered, kissing her damp brow. “So what was that? Sexual…healing?”

Haley’s body trembled as she laughed. “I’m so glad you didn’t say that during.”

Mason pulled her close, and they lay together without speaking for awhile.

A little later he told her about the ‘great trees’—leaving out the bit about the nymphs—how he needed to clear them and after might be able to travel almost instantly around the forest.

“You travel pretty damn fast now,” she’d joked.

“Yes. Well. Faster.” He grinned.

After another little while without words he turned a bit more serious.

“I could cancel your contract, you know, like Blake did with all those other people. Make it service instead. Do you want me to?”

Haley practically went rigid in his arms, then turned to face him, equally serious. “I don’t want anything to change between us.”

He nodded. “Neither do I.”

She smiled a little, relaxing into him, all her softness molding to his chest. “There you are then. There’s something very, very sexy about being your slave. And I trust you.”

Mason wasn’t sure what to say to that. He was honored, he supposed, and hoped he was worthy of that trust. But she was right about one thing—there was something very sexy about it. And he could feel himself getting hard again.

“I suppose you prefer the town to romping through the woods,” he finally sighed.

“Oh I don’t know,” she said, reaching down to wrap her hand around his shaft. “I sort of like riding you around.”

He laughed. “Is that so?”

“No,” she giggled. “You’re right. I much prefer the town.”

He didn’t like the answer but still smiled. “I figured. But it’s not wise, you know. For survival. Defense never stops a good offense for long. Better for us to be fast, agile, impossible to find. Like Comanche warriors until this new world gets…more civilized.”

“I think your brother would like to civilize it,” Haley muttered as she started teasing his cock.

“That doesn’t usually go well. For the actual people doing the civilizing, I mean.”

“This time we have magic powers.”

“So do the barbarians. And there’s mythical monsters everywhere.”

The teasing moved to stroking, and Mason gathered up Haley’s hair and rubbed a thumb over her nipples as she kept going.

“What will you do?” she moaned.

“Besides fuck you again?” She bit her lip and nodded, and he shrugged. “I’ll roam the damn woods. Make sure Blake doesn’t get himself killed. I’ll end the monsters that come for us. And the barbarians, too.”

“With plenty of town visits?” Haley gave a sexy pout.

Mason snorted, slapping her ass so hard she jumped. Then he flipped her onto her back and rose up for an appreciative inspection.

His cum was still on her thighs. Her knees were red just like those peeping tom’s had noticed, her hair and face all sex frayed and half asleep with orgasmic endorphins.

Good God, he thought, she really was sexy beyond reason, with the kind of body that belonged on some Instagram model.

“Yeah,” he said, as much to himself as to her, “Many, many town visits.”

With pride stroking deliciousness, as he dropped on top of her and thrust inside, it looked like nothing would please her more.