Last Man Alive: Complete And Uncut (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

There was a small, waterproof pouch on the inside of the raft, and when Julius opened it, he was a little surprised by what was inside. He pulled out a pistol, a manila folder filled with laminated documents, a bag of what looked like plastic explosives, and a picture of a little girl that looked a lot like Lin. He began to flip through the folder, reading the papers and getting a better picture of what they were dealing with.

  “She’s working with the Chinese government,” said Julius.

  “What else?” asked Maya.

  “Well, unless either of you speak Chinese…” he said. “There isn’t much else for us in these.”

  Julius tucked all of it back inside the boat and then took one last look at the photo. It didn’t make sense to him that Lin could be the type of woman that killed in cold blood, and also carried around a photo of a child with her. He remembered what she had told him earlier that morning, and felt a shiver go down his spine.

  “Alright, we should get headed back,” said Maya. “What’s your plan for the boat?”

  “It looks like there is a small outboard motor on it,” said Julius. “Does anybody know how to work one of these?”

  “I spent a couple of years on my dad’s motorboat, back before…” Anna stopped mid-sentence. “Back when I was a kid. I’ll keep it close to the shore and meet you guys back at the hotel.”

  The three of them pulled it into the water, and then Anna climbed onto it and started it up. It was much quieter than Julius had expected, and seemed to have a good amount of thrust and control. She waved to them as she made her way off in the distance.

  Julius looked at Maya. She seemed to be intimately aware of the fact that it was now just there two of them there on the beach. He smiled at her, and she slowly met his eyes and smiled back.

  “Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked.

  “Earlier, you and Anna were…” she said. “I mean, I know she was at least trying to. I know what type of girl Anna is.”

  “Maya, it’s okay,” he said. “It was just a weird situation. You stumbled in at the wrong time.”

  “Yeah, I know, you’re right,” she replied. “Come on, let’s get going.”

  They started back down the beach, this time with Maya walking in front. It was only a minute or two before she stopped abruptly and turned back to face him.

  “You know Julius, I don’t mind swimming…naked,” she said. “If that’s what you think. I don’t so if you ever want to go swimming with me, then…”

  Julius stepped closer to him, suddenly feeling the lower half of his body tingling and springing to attention.

  “I didn’t think you were the type to go skinny dipping, Maya,” he said. “Do you…do you want to go swimming now?” For some reason he had to force the words out, and found himself worrying at her reaction, and expecting her to shut him down, and tell him that he’d misunderstood.

  Instead, Maya flushed red, and then began pulling her clothes off. First she took off her t-shirt, and then her yoga pants, and then the bikini on underneath. She had a firm, petite body, and Julius could feel the air between them becoming hotter and almost electrically charged.

  “There,” she said. “How’s this?”

  Instead of answering with words, Julius leaned forward and kissed her. It was almost as though the starting pistol of a race had gone off, and he found himself rushing to get his clothes off and push himself up against her.

  He spread their clothes out on the sand, and the two of them slowly lied down on top of them. Maya was looking into his eyes intently. He could see so much in them, so many different facets of her personality. Julius leaned in and kissed her more, and felt her lean back and spread herself for him, submissive and willing.

  Julius slowly pushed the length of his cock inside of her, noticing from her reaction that it was clearly hurting her. He pushed a little in, and then pulled back out, continuing the process until his entire hard rod had entered her.

  “I’m sorry,” whispered Maya. “I haven’t…really done this much before.”

  “It’s okay,” he said. “Just lie back, and relax.”

  Julius began fucking her softly, almost lovingly. She was such a pretty and kind girl, and he found himself wanting to protect her, and keep her safe. Underneath that, however, a powerful lust began to overtake him, urging him on to pump his cock into her innocent body faster, and harder.

  “Oh god, Julius,” she moaned. “I, I feel really…Ohhh!”

  Maya began to tense up powerfully, crying out and bucking her hips as though she was being completely overwhelmed by the pleasure. It was an incredibly hot sight for Julius, and he found himself fucking her harder, losing control with his need to make her his.

  Each stroke inside Maya seemed to squeeze his cock more tightly than the last. It was almost as though her cunt had a mind of its own, and was trying to pull him in and lock him in place. He felt himself building to a crescendo, and Maya looked him in the eyes as her orgasm wore off.

  “Please don’t,” she whispered. “Please don’t cum inside-“

  Julius groaned in thrust into her one last time. He knew what she was trying to say, but his hips moved as though they had been possessed, forcing his cock into her as deep as it would go as it began to explode with cum. All of his seed shot inside her, and he breathed heavily as he finally pulled out.

  “Sorry,” he said.

  Maya looked at him, and he suddenly realized that she had tears cresting in the corners of her eyes. She turned away from him and quickly began getting dressed. Julius felt the weight of what he had just done settle over him, and it was almost enough to crush him.

  CHAPTER 25

  Neither of them said anything on the walk back. Julius could tell that he had crossed a line with her, and wasn’t sure just what, if anything, could return things back to the way they originally were between them.

  Maya didn’t seem to be angry with him, rather, it was as though he had poked at some invisible vulnerability, and she was trapped in an emotional state because of it. She followed behind Julius at a reasonable distance, not drawing any closer than what was necessary to keep up.

  The path had already been created on the way out, so it didn’t take them nearly as long to trek over to the inhabited side of the island. As they spilled back out onto the road, Julius tried to catch Maya’s eye. He smiled at her, but she didn’t seem to notice.

  “We’re almost home,” he said.

  Maya didn’t respond.

  He led her down the road, and they walked up to the front of the hotel. Julius finally stopped and turned to her, trying to show as much of his inner concern on his face as possible.

  “Hey, are you okay?” he asked.

  Maya looked at him, and tears began to streak down her face, as though a dam had finally broken under pressure. She shook her head, and then ran inside through the lobby. Julius wanted to follow her, but stopped himself, figuring that it would only make things worse.

  Instead, he jogged down to the beach, figuring that he would meet up with Anna when she arrived. He was surprised to see that the raft was already on the sand when he got down there. He took a look at the inside of it, and found that the pistol was also missing, and immediately felt his heart begin to race.

  No, there’s no chance, he thought to himself. Anna was impulsive, but not to the degree that she would take matters into her own hands and do something like that. Still, she had been the one that shot Lin the night before. It was hard for Julius to predict what could happen if her anger did manage to get the better of her…

  He hurried back up to the hotel, and then sprinted to the shack in the backyard. The front door was unlocked, and when he made his way inside, he saw exactly what the cynical half of him had been expecting.

  Anna was standing on the outside of the cage, gun held in a menacing fashion, badgering Lin with questions. Despite the power differential in the equation, the Lin appeared to be standing strong, glaring at the other woman with determination and ferocity.

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��Tell me right this fucking instant,” yelled Anna. “How many others are out there?”

  “You are a silly girl,” said Lin. “Why would I ever tell you anything?”

  Anna lifted the gun up and aimed it through the bars. Even though Julius trusted her, at least to a certain degree, he still felt like this was the time to intervene.

  “Anna!” he said, raising his voice to its full extent. “That’s enough!”

  He walked over to her and took the gun out of her hand, paying no mind to the shocked expression on her face.

  “I will take it from here,” he said.

  “But-“

  “Get out!” Julius was in no mood for her games. He could see from her expression that she was a little hurt, but the situation demanded for him to take control. Anna left the shed, leaving just him and the prisoner, alone.

  Julius walked over to the chair and sat down in it. He placed the gun on the desk, and then folded his hands and looked over at Lin. She had a neutral expression on her face, and seemed to be waiting for him to make a move.

  “I found your boat,” he said. “You hid it pretty well, but Granos Island is not that big.”

  Lin smiled at him. She walked over to the bars of the cage and grabbed one of them in each hand.

  “I figured that you’d go on a hunt for it,” she replied. “Did you discover anything that you didn’t already know?”

  Julius wrinkled his brow at her, and then stood up.

  “Most of what was there was pretty self-explanatory,” he said. “Obviously you were here at the behest of a government, and to me, it really made no difference to me as to which one.”

  He took a step closer to the cage, and then reached into his pocket and pulled out the picture of the little girl. Lin’s eyes seemed to soften as she saw it, exactly as Julius had hoped they would.

  “Who is she?” he asked.

  She was silent for a moment. The look that she gave Julius was one that he’d already seen a couple of times over the past few days. She was on the verge of crying, and though the ruthless part of his mind told him to take advantage of her reaction, it tugged too heavily on his heart strings

  “Fuck you,” said Lin. She spat through the bars at him, only missing by a couple of feet.

  Julius walked over to the cage, crouched down, and then slid the picture underneath the gap in the frame. He held his arms in the air as he stepped back, doing his best to appear as genuine as he felt.

  “You don’t have to tell me,” he said. “It’s fine.”

  Lin picked up the photo and stared at it, her face transforming into someone else’s as she did. She took it and tucked it into one of her pockets, and then crossed her arms and looked at Julius.

  “Do you really want me to tell you something that you need to know?” she asked.

  Julius nodded. Lin walked up to the bars and pushed her face in between two of them, staring at his face seriously.

  “Take the boat that you found and get out of here. Just you…” She paused, and looked down for a second. “Leave this island before anything else happens.”

  He listened to her words, unsure of what to make of them, and then turned away from her. She wasn’t going to tell him anything, he realized. Her reason for being there was stronger than any argument he could make. Julius opened the door of the shed and walked out.

  Julius was surprised to see that most of the women were gathered in the back of the hotel. Jess and Dana were sliding over a gurney that had something on it covered with a sheet. It was Allison, he realized.

  “We’re going to do a memorial for her,” said Dana. “I spent most of today digging….so we could…”

  He nodded, and then gave her a hug. It was hard for him to even think about the situation. There were too many competing thoughts and angles in his head for it to make any clear cut sense to him. All he wanted to do was be there for them, to be there for everybody, and for things to calm down.

  Laura was at the back of the group, and she walked up to him as Dana and Jess began to move the gurney over to the grave. She smiled, and then rubbed his shoulder in an encouraging, motherly way.

  “Don’t feel like you have to carry the weight of all this on your back, honey,” she said. “It’s not your fault.”

  “I know mom,” he said. “Of course not.”

  All of them gathered around the gravesite. The island of Granos had never officially buried anyone before, and the awkwardness of the beginning of the funeral seemed to reflect that. Dr. Andreas stood at the head of the grave, and waited until everyone was silent before beginning to speak.

  “I only knew Allison Mott in passing,” she said. “But everything she did seemed to reflect her dedication, and immense passion for duty. She served as one of the bodyguards for the former Secretary of Education before the plague, and became one of her trusted advisors and military personal after it. Allison came to this island with full knowledge of the immensity and importance of her assignment, and she carried it out diligently until the end.”

  The doctor stepped aside, and Dana walked up and took her place.

  “I knew Allison…” she said, her voice wavering. “I…I loved Allison. I can’t believe she’s gone, and I feel like…part of me is gone, now.”

  Dana broke into tears, and Julius stepped over and pulled her into her arms. He felt himself burning with anger inside, but more than that, he felt the same sadness and sorrow that seemed to be setting in on all of them. They had lost one of their own, and there was no coming back from that.

  “Let’s all remember Allison, and live with the love and exuberance that she would want us to have,” said Dr. Andreas. Everyone in the group nodded, and then Maya, Anna, and Julius began lifting her down into the hole.

  It was trickier and clumsier than expected, and almost seemed to serve as an analogue to how alone they were on the island, but they managed to do it. Then, they picked up the shovels nearby and began burying their friend, and putting her into the final rest.

  As they finished up, a bang cracked through the overcast sky, and it began to rain. It felt almost as though nature itself was mourning a loss. It also felt very ominous, and Julius did his best to not let his discomfort show on his face as he turned the last clump of dirt over onto the grave.

  “Let’s head inside,” he said to all of them. “It’s been a long couple of days.”

  CHAPTER 26

  Even as Julius and all of the women made their way inside, the storm began to intensify, soaking them with water and shaking the windows of the hotel. They spilled out through the front door and into the lobby dripping wet and chilled to the bone.

  “It’s an island storm,” said Anna. “We usually get at least four or five of these per year.”

  “Jeez,” said Julius. “It almost seems like it wants to sweep us into the ocean.”

  “Trust me, it could if it wanted to,” replied Anna.

  They grabbed some food from the kitchen, and then all of them loaded up together onto the elevator. For the first time since arriving on Granos, Julius actually felt like he was having an experience that actually reminded him of home, nudging elbows with the women and having them slowly trickle off on their respective floors as he was lifted up to his room.

  His mom stepped off the elevator with him, and after saying good night to the rest of the group and watching the elevator close, he turned to her. It seemed as though he was in her good graces again, and she walked up and wrapped him into a hug.

  “Good night, sweetie,” she said. “Do you want me to come in and tuck you in?”

  It was hard for Julius to decide if her suggestion was exciting him, or weirding him out, or a strange mixture of both. His lower half stirred, but the voice of reason in his head convinced him to play it safe.

  “No thanks mom, I’m really tired,” he said. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

  Julius unlocked the door to his room and headed inside. He set his bag on the floor and sat down on his bed, and felt the exhaus
tion of the day begin to descend on him.

  It was impossible to keep from thinking of Lin, and what she had hinted at. It didn’t feel as though he was being kept on the island against his will, but was that only because he had agreed to be there to begin with?

  There were no planes regularly servicing the island, and no boats, other than the one that the Chinese spy had ridden in on. If Julius did decide that he’d had enough, what would Jess, and the doctor, and the rest of the women have to say about it?

  As though to answer his questions, the wind knocked at the window with all the force a storm could muster, causing him to jump slightly on the bed. Outside the building, the elements were screeching loudly, as though they were pleading with the hotel to be allowed in.

  For some reason, the reality of him being the last and only man left alive seemed much more real and imposing than it ever had before. So many people that he had known and loved were dead, and forever gone to the world, and there was no reason or intent behind it.

  Julius walked over to the mini fridge and opened it. There were a couple bottles of liquor inside, and he took one out and opened it. Without grabbing a cup, he brought it to his lips and began to drink. It was hot and harsh on his throat, but exactly what he needed.

  The sound of thunder shook his room, and the lights went out. He sighed, took another sip from the bottle, and then set it on top of the fridge and collapsed into his bed. There was just too much going on, and he felt like he had no control over it.

  Time passed. Julius wasn’t sure how much, but the lights were still off, and if sleep had taken him it hadn’t been for long. There was a soft knock at his door, followed by the sound of it opening.

  “Sweetie, are you awake?” his mom whispered. “The power is out, and I thought that you might be….well,”

  His mom seemed to have an unusual tremor in her voice. Julius remembered back to when he was a kid, and it fit with how she had reacted the few times that the power had gone out in their old home.

  “Yeah mom, I’m awake,” he said. “Come on in.”