Unwilling to Back Down (Survival of the Fittest Book 2)

by Shawn Keys

  Dazz had kept walking, now most of the way across the dark lawn to the SUVs. The only light was being cast from the windows of the house, giving just enough light for her to work. With Jackie no longer coming with them, they would only have to take one of the vehicles. Giving Kyle time to say his goodbyes, she started unloading the supplies from the second SUV to consolidate it all in the one with all its windows still intact, and with only a couple bullet holes that weren’t all that easy to see.

  Doug’s rifle was leaned up against the railing, as if unwilling to admit that trouble was totally behind them. “Ready to get on the road, then?”

  Kyle nodded back. “We’re ready. Not sure we feel quite right about it all, though. I told you we’d do our best not to screw up Bill’s place. Feel like I shit the bed on that one.”

  Grunting a deep laugh, Doug asked him, “Knew as soon as I looked at you that you were going to break everything you touched.” He shook his head. “You kept your promise, son. Just because things got hard doesn’t mean you wanted it that way. Far as I could tell, this was the path you were walking down from the very start. Glad I could help keep you breathing through it.” He grunted another of those thick chortles of bone-deep, honest humor. “Glad you gave me the chance to mess up a few of these elitist assholes who are fucking with our bodies, too. I’m not like you. Lost my ability to give a woman any children. I was too busy storming around the world in my ACUs to bother having a family when I was younger. Then suddenly, it was too late. Thought it was fate I owed for that. Had to kick my own ass for waiting. Now, I know I owe these slippery fucking eels a little hate. I mean to make up for lost time. You gave me the chance for a head start on that.”

  Kyle smiled. “So, as a sort of thanks, you’re gonna clean all this up?”

  Doug snorted. “Bill fucked off and asked me to make sure the place didn’t burn down. Still standing, near as I can tell. If he ever decides to come back from the city, we can have it out. He can rant and yell and I’ll help him put it all back together.” He shrugged. “Whatever happens, happens.”

  Easing his arms from around his lovers, Kyle strode over and extended a hand. “Thank you, Sergeant. Couldn’t have done it without you. Not without losing someone I cared about. That might have killed me.”

  Doug grasped his hand in turn, shaking I firmly. “You stay safe out there on the road. That agent lady was right. After what you put out on the air-ways, there ain’t no way people like me are going to take it lying down. The government could hang a hundred of these Dawn fuckers in the city square to prove they are doing something, but it still wouldn’t be enough to win my trust. Especially not enough to go messing around with my junk.”

  Soo-Yun blushed hard enough to show on her green-pearl skin, while Chloe gave a sultry, southern-accented laugh at his deliberate crudity.

  Doug flickered them a knowing wink, “Laugh all you want, but hear my warning. All of you. Society has been on the ragged edge these last few years. You just yanked a huge, long string right out of the fabric. It needed doing. That’s why I helped. But if the idiots running this country don’t step fast and step right, we’re all heading for a crash.”

  Kyle answered, deadly serious. “If that happens, it’s because the Dawn’s going to double down. If things get crazy, they’ll be looking to come out of it with some sort of control. Don’t let people forget what happened here. Whoever you talk to, make sure they remember why things are going nuts. Eventually, society is going to try and put itself back together again, and it can’t be those assholes who are in charge when we do.”

  Doug nodded. “We’re on the same page.”

  Kyle backed away, holding out his hands for Chloe and Soo-Yun to take. Together, they walked out into the crisp night air, putting the combat scene behind them. They meandered over the lawn. They should be in a rush, but it was nice to take the minute strolling beside the two. They were both being clingy in the loveliest way.

  As they sauntered up to the SUV, Dazz finished transferring the last bag and closed the trunk. “You want to drive?”

  Kyle gave a small shake of his head, “If you’re OK with it, I’d rather sit in the back. Get a little rest before we get to the others.”

  Dazz shrugged. “I’m certainly awake enough. Couldn’t sleep if I tried. Chloe, wanna ride up front with me? We can chat and let these two snuggle.”

  Despite their months at the chalet, Chloe didn’t know Dazz half as well as Kyle did. She was searching for the right words so as not to be rude, not remembering that Dazz didn’t give a flying fuck most times, and preferred straight talk. “Ahh, ummm… sorta thinking about riding in the back too.”

  Dazz humphed, then said to Soo-Yun, “Guess it’s us two. Barely know each other, but we can solve that.”

  The cute-yet-graceful doctor glanced up at Kyle, then back to Dazz. A soft giggle spilled out of her, which she struggled to cut off quickly. “Umm, actually…”

  Dazz glared at her, then up at Kyle. Her mouth worked as if she was trying to swallow the blast of words she was about to let him have, as if to say ‘Really? Now?’. Her mouth opened as if she had decided to let him have it anyway, then thought better of it after all. In the end, she spun around without saying a word and stalked around the hood toward the driver’s side door.

  Chloe let out her own soft laugh, then said in a teasing whisper, just loud enough to make sure Dazz probably heard her anyway, “Wait till we get to the highway. We’ll break a few traffic laws… you know, like not wearing seatbelts. The tint on those windows looks nice and dark, don’t you think?”

  Kyle rumbled a laugh, a swell of desire rising up in him despite the ache in his chest. “That determined, are you?”

  A little fire sprang into Chloe’s eyes. “We had to listen on that damned radio to you nearly dying in the camp, then listen again while you got yourself in the middle of that firestorm in the house. I’m not losing another chance if you’re going to keep trying to get yourself killed.”

  Kyle objected, though there was a grin on his face, “Had to keep Soo-Yun safe. She’s a doctor. You don’t send them into the fire fight.”

  “Oh yeah? And me? Am I so precious too?”

  “Well, I did promise Nathan –”

  “– aha! –”

  Kyle rushed to say, “– but I needed you where you were for your shooting, more than anything! You were here instead of Laura, remember?”

  Chloe smirked. “Nice dance moves. Or should I say evasive maneuvers? Doesn’t matter. Doesn’t change the fact that I’m sick of watching you risk your life, thinking I missed my chance with you. If I have to fuck you in a moving vehicle while Dazz gawks at us in the rear-view mirror, then that’s what I’m going to do.”

  From the other side of the vehicle, Dazz snapped back, “I’m not going to watch!”

  Chloe’s smirk turned into a wickedly evil grin. “We’ll see about that.” She grabbed the handle, pulled it open, and gestured to the other two. “After you.”

  Soo-Yun had come down from the crystal focus which her doctor-personality demanded, seeming much more like the eager, energetic sex-kitten who had demanded Kyle wrestle and fuck her into submission. She scampered through the door and across the back bench-seat of the SUV to the far side.

  Kyle enjoyed the challenging smile on Chloe’s face, daring him to do anything other than get in the back. He challenged her right back. “You sure? I get awfully possessive, Chlo. I’m not going to want to let you go if we do this now. I want you, something bad. Been wanting you for a long time.”

  A touch of fond desire crept across her face. She ticked her head toward the back seat. “Get in. You won’t regret it.”

  With a last smile, Kyle eased through the door, then scooted over into the center seat. Soo-Yun wasn’t making any effort to keep away from him, her hip and thigh pressed right up against his. Her smile was welcoming and brilliant.

  Another flash of need brought Kyle’s blood to a full simmer, heading fast for the boiling point
. He considered Soo-Yun’s black outfit, meant to keep her invisible in the night, just like the rest of them. “Why don’t we start by taking that off?”

  As Chloe came in the door and closed it, Soo-Yun fired him a saucy grin, then peeled the black shirt up and over her head and began fiddling with the button on her pants, stripping fast toward being in her underwear alone where she could show off her toned, athletic body.

  Dazz saw the shadows moving behind her, and Kyle could imagine her rolling her eyes and grumbling under her breath about ‘getting a room’. She took the SUV through a long curve, skidding a little on the grass. It felt almost purposeful, as if trying to shake the trio in the back seat around a little to prove a point.

  Of course, that only made Soo-Yun giggle harder as she fought to reveal even more skin without getting spilled right onto Kyle’s lap.

  Seeing Soo-Yun getting a head start, Chloe ignored her seatbelt, turned to face him, and removed her own shirt with long, exaggerated movements. She had unhooked her bra at some point along the way, so her upward push of fabric took that along for the ride. When the material got above her breasts, the luscious orbs bounced totally into view in a way meant to make Kyle’s manhood ache with desire.

  Unable to help himself, Kyle leaned forward and captured both breasts, one in his hand and one in his mouth, kneading flesh and sucking on her soft skin, nibbling at her nipple until it grew hard and firm between his lips. Chloe gasped at the contact, then her throat emitted a seductive, approving purr.

  Not about to be left out and with his mouth occupied, Soo-Yun went after a different treat. Her surgeon’s fingers found the clasp of his dark jeans and flicked it open with scalpel-smooth precision. His zipper tracked downward, pressed open by the force of his raging erection below. Soo-Yun helped it along, easing his pants down over his buttocks, trying to carry his boxers with them.

  Kyle strained against the back of the seat, pressing off his ass to give Soo-Yun room to work. It hurt like hell to put pressure on his back like that, but he didn’t care at all in the moment. He held his place as long as it took her to get his pants and underwear down past his thighs, devouring Chloe’s breasts the whole time.

  The determined Soo-Yun accomplished what she set out to do, giving a purr of her own as Kyle’s huge, throbbing erection sprang out at her. She stroked along the whole length of it with her tongue, then down again, pausing to lap eagerly at his balls resting on the leather seat below.

  Sensing he was free, Chloe finished discarding her top and bra. She leaned in and attacked his mouth with her own, kissing him fiercely. Her tongue flashed over his lips, then pulsed along his own to show him her hunger. Following her need, she broke the kiss and descended down. Her bare breasts pressed against his thigh and her lips stretched around his glans so she could plant the thick head of his cock in her mouth.

  The roadway went from the rough texture of broken gravel to the slightly smoother ride of back-country asphalt. Given a steadier platform, the two women only increased their pace, trading back and forth, giving each other turns at cramming more and more of his iron-hard girth into their wet, hot mouths. He could hear their ragged breathing and the sweet sound of suction breaking as he squeezed into the tightness of their throats, only to be released when they could take no more. Neither of them managed to take down more than a half-dozen inches, leaving the lower part of his shaft free for their hands. They laughed and played, often stopping to kiss each other right there in front of Kyle, waving his saliva-coated cock in the moonlight, staring at it in delight… only for one of them to plunge back onto it and try to swallow again.

  Soo-Yun was on him, bobbing her head while working her tongue over his tip, when Chloe sat up a little straighter and fixed him with a wanton stare. “My turn.”

  Kyle had grown infinitely more confident over the last year, leaving behind any question of his own worth. He had learned more about himself in that time than he had figured out in the entire first twenty years of his younger life. For reasons and circumstances both inside and beyond his control, he’d ended up with these women who wanted him and who he wanted right back. But there wasn’t a man alive, he was sure, that wouldn’t have swallowed hard at the power of lust burning behind Chloe’s eyes. “Your turn?”

  “Megan. Yvette. Danielle.” Chloe propped herself up on the truck’s backseat, flicking open the button on her own dark cargo trousers. Naked from the waist up, he could trace her hourglass shape: her gorgeous, perky-yet-full breasts tapering down to a trim waist, then flaring out to shapely hips and an ass as flawless as the proverbial peach, just perfect for him to sink his teeth into until she begged for mercy. Chloe worked those pants down to her creamy thighs, carrying her panties away as well, done with having any barriers between them. “We got out alive, Kyle. We’re still here, and now you’re going to fuck a whole new life into me.”

  The current of lust inside Kyle doubled as she committed herself to him in the most primal way possible. Love was a soul-deep binding, but after seeing his mannerisms when it came to the other pregnant women, she had to know that he would never turn his back on anyone who was bearing his child. This was her asking him to join them in a way that would last the rest of their lives. “You sure, Chlo?”

  She leaned into him, and whispered, “You know girls talk, right?”

  Confused, Kyle asked, “What?”

  “We share. We share everything, once we trust each other.” Her voice went even lower, more of an erotic purr. “Megan told me what she begged for you to do when you had her bent over that desk in the classroom.”

  A hot storm of passion flooded Kyle as that memory returned. Unconsciously, his hand settled more firmly on the back of Soo-Yun’s head, clenching into her dark hair. He took control of her rhythmic movement up and down, using her mouth to answer the building arousal.

  Chloe pulled back far enough that he could see her beautiful, heart-shaped face and rich, blue eyes glimmering in the low light. Her sensual lips curled into a sexy grin meant to drive him wild. “Breed me, Kyle. I’m your college girl fantasy, aren’t I? Well here I am.” Her seductive grin grew even more, purposefully using Megan’s words once more, knowing how it had driven him crazy. “How do you want me?”

  His free hand cupped around Chloe’s bare behind, sampling her flesh in his palm, then running the caress down her silken thigh. He had to connect with her, making sure she was real and not some angel. His other hand drew up on Soo-Yun’s hair. She gave a sexy little mewl as he tugged on her hair but followed his mute demand. She pulled up off his shaft and out of the way. She kept her grip on his base, which suited Kyle just perfectly. It was the type of cooperation he liked to see.

  Then, Kyle’s hand curled around Chloe’s thigh, gripping into her flesh securely. He smiled at her, “You wanted to see if Dazz would watch? Let’s give her an eye-full.” His grip pulled her leg gently but firmly in toward him, angling to insist she sweep that leg over his body in an arch. It was her outer leg. If she obeyed, she would end up with her ass cradled into his pelvis, her back facing him, and her bare breasts prominent between the two front seats.

  She followed his direction, settling into the reverse-cowgirl position while Soo-Yun danced her hand around Chloe’s shifting legs, keeping hold of Kyle’s erection and aiming it to meet with Chloe’s sex.

  Kyle reached up and took hold of the trail of Chloe’s braided hair, nestling his fingers into the woven net it formed. Giving it a soft pull, Chloe’s mouth parted in surprise, and her legs opened instinctively to relieve the pressure, which only served to bring her wet slit into full contact with his flushed cockhead. Soo-Yun gave a soft giggle and began painting patterns through her labia with his throbbing tip. She used its heat to stroke from her clit to her entrance, teasing her wickedly. Kyle tugged her hair a little more, and Chloe let out a wanton cry as her back arched, presenting her breasts and making them the primary vision for Dazz to see in her rearview mirror.

  He swore he heard Dazz curse, muttering,
“Kyle, you fucking bastard… fuck fuck fuck fuck…” Past Chloe’s shoulder, he could see Dazz’s hazel eyes darting a look, then risk longer and more lingering stares.

  Chloe groaned, losing her mind. “Put it in, Soo-Yun. Oh fuck, just put it in now.”

  The playful doctor glanced up at Kyle, who gave her an approving nod. With a grin, she dragged him through her sweet folds one last time, then sighed in satisfaction as she felt her soaked entrance swallow the top of his thick phallus and take him in several inches in one, inevitable motion.

  Chloe reacted instantly, her hands reaching to grasp hold of the front headrests. Her fingernails clawed into the fabric and moaned, “Ohh, fuuuccckkkk… that’s… oh, damn… oh sweet fucking damn, you’re… slow… so… big…”

  Kyle didn’t force her, letting her find her pace. He growled at Soo-Yun. “Use your fingers on her clit. Help her relax around me.”

  Happy to join in, Soo-Yun took it one step further. She leaned down and kissed along Chloe’s flat stomach, working up to the under-curve of her breasts and then wandering up to sneak little licks around her areolae, brushing her raspy tongue over her nipples to keep them prominent, hard, and wet enough to shine in the faint light streaming in the windows from the moon or the occasional street light. Her fingers wandered down, circling deliciously around Chloe’s clitoris, though she paused to run her hand down the length of Kyle’s shaft, squeeze his base, tingle his balls with her fingertips, only to return up and fondle Chloe again. The motion was like a blessing to their coupling, urging them to become one.

  Kyle wasn’t sure if that was helping or hurting his efforts. Soo-Yun’s touches were like tingling fire, and made him swell even larger, which in turn made it harder to sink further inches into Chloe. He didn’t care; it wasn’t like he was going to ask her to stop! Chloe only let out more lost cries, whimpering as she spit herself deeper and deeper on his cock.