Without Law 7

by Eric Vall

  “Please,” Bailey moaned.

  I lifted Paige off me quickly, and both of the girls got on their knees in front of me. My cock spasmed in my hand as I came, and I aimed into the girls wide-open mouths. I filled both of them up with my seed, and they swallowed then kissed each other once more.

  “Jesus,” I groaned, and I sat back down on the edge of the hot tub.

  “Did you like that?” Paige chuckled.

  “I’ll tell you after I catch my breath,” I laughed.

  “That was great,” Bailey said.

  “You two were great,” I said.

  “Let’s open this other bottle of wine,” Paige said, and she reached for the Riesling. “Then we can go again.”

  “Great idea,” Bailey sighed.

  “The bottle of wine or fucking Tav again?” The brunette asked as she opened the bottle, took a pull, and then handed it to Bailey.

  “Both, and I think this may be my new favorite wine.” Bailey took a drink and passed it to me.

  “I’m glad you like it,” I said with a grin and I grabbed the bottle and took a large gulp.

  “Should we get out of the tub?” Bailey asked.

  “I am a bit pruny,” Paige chuckled.

  “There is a nice big bed waiting for us,” I said, and I passed Paige the bottle of Riesling.

  “Did we forget towels?” Paige asked, and she looked around in a slight panic.

  “I think so,” I chuckled.

  “We can just drain the tub and air dry,” Bailey suggested.

  “We do have wine to entertain us until then,” Paige said.

  I reached down and unplugged the drain, and we passed the bottle around.

  “Thanks for bringing us,” Bailey said softly, and she took another drink.

  “Of course,” I said.

  “Well when you talked about getting the panels, I wasn’t sure we would get a trip,” Paige said quietly.

  “I wouldn’t ever want you two to feel left out,” I said with a frown.

  “We know,” Bailey said with a soft smile. “But you and Anna found this place, and then Tara’s well…”

  “Gorgeous,” Paige chuckled.

  “Yeah,” Bailey laughed. “So it made sense that she got to go next.”

  “You two are just as gorgeous,” I said with a smile.

  “We know,” Paige said. “I think I’m just jealous of her tits.”

  “They’re so big,” Bailey said with a nod.

  “Well you know the rule for tits, right?” I asked with a grin.

  “No,” Paige said, and she shook her head. “What’s the rule?”

  “Anything over a mouthful is a waste,” I said with a wicked smile and both of the girls laughed.

  “I have always loved my small boobs,” Bailey chuckled. “Not having to wear a bra is great.”

  “Yes, it is,” I said, and I looked down at her chest.

  “I should try that more often,” Paige laughed.

  “It’s a game changer,” Bailey said.

  “Who needs bras anyways?” I said, and both the girls giggled and pushed me playfully, but I grabbed their arms and pulled them down onto my lap.

  We sat like that for a while as we dried off and passed the wine around, and finally we moved to the bed.

  Then we spent the next hour or two making love to each other. I lost track of the amount of times each woman climaxed, but I came inside each of them twice before I was exhausted.

  Finally we lay panting on the giant bed. Paige snuggled into my right shoulder and threw her leg over me while Bailey laid on my left shoulder and played with my chest hair.

  I kissed both of their foreheads and smiled to myself as I reminded myself I was the luckiest man alive.

  The next morning I got up early and left the girls sleeping while I removed the hot water heater and the battery for the solar panels.

  “Hey,” Paige said as she and Bailey made their way outside where I was loading everything into the truck.

  “Why didn’t you wake us?” Bailey asked, and she rubbed her eyes sleepily.

  “You girls did a lot of work last night,” I said. “I figured you could use the extra sleep.”

  “Man, it’s already dawn,” Paige said, and she looked out to the horizon.

  The sun had just risen, and the horizon below it was lit with deep blues, purples, pinks, and oranges.

  “You can see for miles,” Bailey said, and she moved to stand by the brunette.

  “You can,” I said, and I walked up behind the two of them.

  “What’s that over there?” Bailey asked, and she squinted and pointed.

  “I don’t see it,” Paige said, and she took off her glasses and cleaned them. “But that’s north.”

  “Is that a fire?” I asked more to myself than anyone as I looked out and saw a cloud of black rising in the distance.

  “I think that’s by Burlington,” Paige said after she put her glasses back on, then she spun around to me with wide eyes. “The Guard camp.”

  “Oh my God,” Bailey breathed. “They must have lit the gas tanker, and that means--”

  “They’re leaving,” I cut off the blonde. “We need to go now.”

  The girls didn’t wait for orders, they ran inside, grabbed their backpacks, and mine, and came rushing out to the truck. I already had the engine running and as soon as they hopped in I tore down the mountain toward home.

  “How long do we have until people make it to us?” Paige asked seriously, ignoring the bouncing from the bumpy road.

  “A few days at most,” I answered.

  “We need to get everyone to the campus,” Bailey said with a panicked voice.

  “Yes,” I said with a hard nod. “We do.”

  Dirt flew up behind us as I sped down the road, and I thought about my tribe and all the people who counted on me. I wouldn’t let them down, not now, not ever.

  “Hold on,” I said, and I narrowed my eyes and pressed harder on the gas.

  Life was about to get really difficult on our little mountain.

  End of book 7.

  End Notes

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  Copyright © 2019 by Eric Vall