I had it in my mind that I would drop a deer or elk, giving us weeks’ worth of meat to smoke or freeze, but there was no sign of larger game in the trails down the mountain’s slope. In the end, I posted up beside a tree near a creek and hunkered down beside the rabbit trail. It took three hours before the first rabbit appeared, but once I dropped it with a near shot to the skull, I was able to kill two more in quick succession.

  YouTube proved to be the boon I’d hoped it would be, and after sharpening the knife I’d taken to a razor-sharp edge, I carefully removed the fur and innards, quartering the rabbits up and wrapping the furs.

  When I returned, I found Ava and Madge laughing together in the cabin, and my shoulders relaxed. I hadn’t realized how tense I was in anticipation of returning and finding a frosty atmosphere or awkwardness between the two women.

  “Look, Ava, CT got some rabbits!” Madge had a careful expression, as if she were walking on eggshells around Ava, and I figured not everything was copacetic.

  Mom’s eyes found me, and I saw relief and love fill them, but threaded through her scent was a faint whiff of embarrassment, so I pushed aside what I’d been about to say and held up the meat.

  “Think you can do something with this?”

  “We’ll make a stew,” Ava said, her smile warm and a touch shy as she took the wrapped bundles from me. “Why don’t you go shower. You’re starting to smell rather ripe, young man.”

  She turned away when I stepped close, scrunching her nose at my odoriferous nature, and Madge hopped up, taking my arm.

  “We set everything up for you out back.” Madge’s hair smelled of berries, which made my stomach rumble in hunger. “Once you’re clean, we’ll fill this belly of yours.”

  She grinned up at me, patting my stomach with a warm hand, her eyes gleaming with amusement. When we stepped out back, she whispered quickly in my ear, her words so quiet I barely heard them.

  “She’s going to be yours, but she’s nervous and will vacillate. She just needs time to come to terms with this new reality. You can tell our fertility, yes?” Her eyes were tense, as though my answer had more meaning than it seemed.

  I was about to shake my head. The idea seemed preposterous, but then her scent registered more fully. Madge’s womanhood had a hint of blood in it, and my cock began hardening when I parsed the smell, realizing it meant Madge was ovulating as we spoke. If I hadn’t already made love with her that day, I might have bent her over right there and taken her. The beast within hungered for her viable womb so powerfully.

  “You can!” she hissed, eyebrows waggling when she saw my expression change. “Danny told me the most powerful Alphas can…” She glanced back over her shoulder inside and bit her bottom lip before going on. “Ava wants you. She might not be ready to admit it, but I know her better than she knows herself and I want her in our pride. Be patient and eventually it will be both of our mouths on that gorgeous cock of yours.” A shiver ran down my back as her hot breath tickled my neck, then she pulled back and spoke in a normal voice. “Here’s the soap. Just put it back in the bag when you’re all done. And don’t take too long out here. I know what young men do in the shower.”

  Madge threw me a wink as she stepped back, letting her eyes trail down my torso and biting her bottom lip in delight when I popped the top of my jeans.

  “Madelyn, will you help me with the stew?” Ava called, causing Madge to roll her eyes and throw me another wink before she went in to help.

  The shower had no pressure, but the warm water was refreshing. Washing off the grime from the past day felt even better, and I took my time soaping off every bit of it. When I finally felt clean and refreshed, I turned off the spigot and found a towel from the cabin and clean clothes resting on the bench beside the cabin’s door.

  I took a couple minutes to enjoy the last of the evening’s warmth as it reached around the mountain from the west. There was an odd peacefulness to the world, and it took me a long minute to realize it was the absence of humanity’s sounds. No airplanes passed by overhead or cars and trucks on the distant highway.

  The only thing that reached my ears was the hum of nature, wakening to the fledgling night and the quiet laughter and chatter of Madge and Ava as they worked in the small kitchenette. I shouldn’t have found solace and comfort in this unknown world, but I did, standing there on the mountain’s slope.

  Pulling out the map again, I used the last of the sun’s light to chart a course east and south to the Colorado range. I wanted to avoid Bend, and any other major settlements, but needed to make sure we hit at least one pit stop along the way to refuel. My guess was that the reserves we carried in the bed of the truck would see us for a thousand miles, but I wanted to make sure we never ran below half full if we could manage it.

  The eastern half of Oregon and Idaho would pose a few challenges, but my biggest concern was crossing over the Grand Tetons and then up into the Rockies. Once we got up into those higher elevations, our choices would begin to narrow almost immediately.

  Walking around the trunk, I ruminated on the problem as I noted where the bed could take a camper or covering. Hopping into the bed, I began rearranging things, so they lay flat across the entire bed, instead of lumped up on one side. This would help with weight distribution, and once I had it all laid out, I saw it would make a fine bed once we got something to lay on top of the tarp.

  Chapter 14

  When I finally headed in, a fire had been built up, giving the room a warm, cheerful glow. Ava and Madge had their own glow going, as they’d managed to scrounge a pair of wine bottles out of a cupboard and were well into the first by the time I stepped in.

  “Grab a cup,” Madge said, indicating a plastic cup waiting for me, “and you better hurry before Ava finishes the rest.”

  “Oh, hush,” Ava said with a little laugh, swatting her friend. I was relieved to see her in better spirits as I grabbed a cup and poured myself some red wine.

  Poking my head over the bubbling stew, I gave it a sniff, stomach rumbling, but I could see the thick chunks of potatoes were still too firm yet.

  “It will be another thirty minutes or so till it’s ready,” Ava said, handing me a package of Hawaiian buns. “Here Madge found these. Will they tide you over?”

  “The boy needs meat and protein now,” Madge said when I slipped beside her on the small couch. “Isn’t that right?”

  “The buns will hold me over,” I said, taking the package gratefully and digging into the sweet, soft rolls.

  “I’ve been thinking about that message we heard, and I’m not sure we can put our trust in it completely,” Ava said, settling back in her chair and sipping her wine. From the droop of her eyelids, it was obvious the alcohol was starting to affect her. “Colorado is a big state and a long way away. I don’t know if we should leave the area and everything we know on that message alone.”

  “What other options do we have?” I asked. “I don’t like it any more than you, but it’s the only lead we have to go on. We can wait here for a few more days, I guess… see if we learn anything else or see something interesting happening around Portland. PDX is nearby.”

  “Drink up, CT. Ava and I aren’t going to be the only ones with a hangover tomorrow.” Ava shot Madge a warning look, obviously wanting to object to her underage son drinking but realizing how ridiculous that would be given our situation. Madge went right on as if she didn’t notice Ava’s glare.

  “What do we know so far?” She ticked things off on her long, slender fingers. “One, the world is basically kaput, or at least North America is, and we have to assume Asia, Europe, South America, Africa… So basically, the entire world. Second.”—she held up a second finger—“the bombs that were dropped emitted a gas that… changed everyone into some kind of rabid monsters. Except”—her eyes locked on Ava with a sparkle of amusement as my stepmom buried her face in her cup—“for those of us lucky enough to be imprinted by a newly formed Alpha. Which leads us to one of our biggest questions. Why is CT different from all the other men in the city? Are there others like him, or us, who survived the apocalypse yesterday?”

  Silence reigned after she stopped speaking, and I took a big sip of the wine, almost coughing it out as I inhaled the fumes. I’d had a few sips here and there but never a full glass, let alone this cup, which looked like twelve ounces at least. I contemplated what Madge had said as I sipped the wine, enjoying the flavor more and more as a warmth spread out from my belly, relaxing me.

  “We have to assume others survived,” I said into the silence. “Have to assume there will be pockets of resistance as well as those who seek advantage in the new world order. I can’t imagine those bombs and that gas reached everywhere.”

  “You’re right,” Ava said with a shiver and a big sip of her wine. “We might find the rural areas more chaotic and dangerous than the cities if that’s the case.”

  “Good point.” I nodded, then pulled out the map I’d taken from the truck and spread it open on the narrow coffee table, Ava and Madge crowding in close to see what I pointed out. “I was thinking we could head down this highway, and if worse comes to worst, we can head out on these fire roads or pop down to the freeway. I’d like to avoid Boise if we can, but there aren’t a lot of options that I see. Hopefully, we can pick up more reliable maps as we get closer.”

  “I have a phone charger,” Ava said, hopping up and running over to her bag. “Let’s keep our batteries full and download offline maps tonight on the little service we have.”

  “Another good thought,” Madge said, slipping an arm in mine and pressing herself close to my side. Her cheeks had a rosy glow in the firelight, and a bleary smile was working its way onto her lips. “Why don’t we head to sleep? It’s getting late and I’m exhausted.”

  “Oh,” Ava said when she turned and saw Madge clinging to me, her expression falling, “I thought maybe we could stay up planning and maybe play one of the games you have here?”

  “What?” Madge asked, her tone sharper than expected. “Like truth or dare? We aren’t schoolgirls anymore, Ava. We need our rest while it’s dark and safe so we can be off at dawn.”

  “You’re right,” Ava said, snatching up the remaining bottle of wine. “Leave your phones out and I’ll… hic… plug them in and clean up… I assume you’ll both be taking the mattress?”

  “Yes—”

  “You’re free to join us whenever you like,” Madge said, in a tone that signaled she didn’t care one way or the other as she stared up into my eyes, long fingers trailing down my cheek. “But CT here is going to need a lot of… support. A young Alpha like him has powerful… needs.”

  A deep growl issued from the back of my throat, the heat of the woman pressed to my side combined with the thick scent of desperate desire hanging about the cabin had my heart pounding. The beast within stirred as I picked Madge up, her delighted squawk putting more steel in my cock as it strained against my jeans.

  I was dimly aware of my stepmom standing with the phone charger held numbly in one hand, her phone dangling from the other. Jaw hanging open, she watched us with a hungry, almost tortured expression as Madge slipped out of her clothes and drew the large blanket over us. Oddly, as much as the actress's naked beauty trapped my gaze, it was my stepmom’s scent that filled my head. The air reeked of her aroma like she was a beast in heat.

  Earlier, I’d been overcome with lust and need and unable to fully appreciate Madge’s sexy body. Now, under cover of darkness and the blankets, and with the alcohol warming my limbs, I took my time, exploring her every sensitive place. All sense of propriety or shame was gone, replaced by a more powerful and immediate motivator than anything else as I sought to give the wonderful pleasures I’d received.

  Kissing my way down her slender neck, I gathered first one large breast, then the other to my lips, kissing and suckling the nipples as Madge mewled in pleasure, her fingers running through my hair and caressing my cock. Massaging and sucking hard on one nipple, I slipped my fingers into her wet entrance and teased her slit.

  Madge was breathless with desire as I kissed a trail down her smooth stomach and tasted her womanhood. Her sharp cries of pleasure filled the small cabin, as did her moans of joy as her pleasure peaked. Then I was between her legs, driving deep into her tightness. The warmth from earlier, a hazy memory, was suddenly wrapped around my cock again, transporting me into a world of bliss.

  “Oh, baby… yes… yes! Fuck me… take me, CT… make me yours!”

  Madge’s and my lips kept finding one another’s, our tongues warring as our loins slapped together. The woman was a wildcat, her nails raking my back and her teeth digging into my bottom lip as she swung one leg over, rolling atop me.

  Sitting back, the gorgeous actress whipped her thick hair back over one shoulder, hands pressed together on my chest, squeezing her large breasts together. Biting her bottom lip, the woman rode me, drawing my hands up to cup and massage her boobs as she came on my cock for the second time.

  I nearly exploded within her as I watched an object of my young fantasies getting off with my dick deep inside her, but Madge wasn’t about to let me go yet. Purring like a cat, she collapsed atop me. Pulling my lips to one large nipple, she hissed in pleasure, her pussy shivering as aftershocks of her great orgasm swept through her.

  Gripping her wide ass, I drove up into her with powerful strokes, feeling my balls tighten as the orgasm built and built until finally, with a powerful grunt, I released my seed deep within Madge’s womb. Her shriek of pleasure as shot after shot of cum flooded her echoed off the walls and was the last thing I remembered as she collapsed atop me, the pair of us passing out from exhaustion and overwhelming pleasure.

  Dark dreams receded as I swam up from the vision of jungle and forest into a pastel wonderland of pleasure.

  Moaning, my eyes blinked open to see that the pitch black of midnight clung to everything. Unable to make anything out in the darkness, I reached down, the world fading as my focus narrowed on the incredible pleasure radiating out from my cock as warm, wet lips slid up and down it, along with strong fingers.

  “Madge.” I gasped. “That’s… oh God that feels so good. Don’t stop.”

  Madge paused when I spoke, her shoulders and hands tensing, but when I told her not to stop, she moaned and started sucking me even more intensely. I gasped again when her tongue snaked around the head, her motions more sloppy and drunken than I remembered her being, but at that moment I couldn’t care. Her lips formed a tight ring, teasing beneath the head with her fingers, while her tongue teased the tip and swirled around it as if eager to gather every drop of pre-cum the moment it came out.

  Reaching under the blankets, I ran my fingers through her hair and blinked in surprise when I found it pulled back in a loose braid like Ava normally wore to bed. Flicking aside the blanket with my other hand, I gasped in shock when I beheld my stepmother’s gorgeous face, twisted with lust, her chin smeared and cheeks hollowed out as she sucked hard on the tip of my cock.

  “Mom?” I asked incredulously.

  “MHMmm Imm snnghnny, mhmmmHH!”

  She tried to speak, but the room filled with the manly scent of my musk and her eyelids fluttered, rolling back as I watched her hips shaking side to side. The scent of her naked pussy reached me and her eyes bulged as my cock thickened.

  “NGGHHFFF!!”

  “Oh God, Mom… I’m going to… Drink it down… Yes!”

  “MMhhmmMM!!”

  Ava moved back so just the tip of my cock rested in the tight circle of her lips and she sucked hard, tongue teasing the tip as I shot again and again into her mouth and throat. The beast within me hungered to complete the deed, to forge the connection and stifle the overwhelming scent of her womanhood, but my stepmom fled the cabin, and I was left gasping in the wake of my orgasm and clutching at the blankets.

  I considered chasing after her but knew she needed to be alone, and in moments, dreams stole me under. Dreams that had always been fantasies and were now becoming reality.

  Chapter 15

  I woke to the smell of coffee, but a hint of metallic notes in the scent told me it was instant coffee. Rolling clear of the blankets and pulling on my jeans, I wiped the sleep from my eyes and blinked away the last of my tiredness.

  “Morning, sleepyhead,” Madge said as she handed me a cup of black coffee. “It’s about ten years old and instant, but it’s all we have. No cream or sugar, unfortunately.”

  “This is perfect,” I said, taking the cup and blowing on the steaming liquid. “Thank you.”

  “Ava’s getting some things from the truck to cook for breakfast… She’s been oddly silent this morning. Did anything happen last night after I passed out?”

  Madge’s eyes sparkled with amusement when she saw the heat in my cheeks, but at that moment my stepmom stepped into the cabin with a bundle of groceries in her arms. She caught my eyes, and her face turned white, like she’d seen a ghost, and she cut her eyes away from me as she hurried over to the kitchenette.

  “Nothing that I can remember,” I said, watching Ava’s shoulders relax visibly.

  I could smell the woman’s storm of anxiety, shame, and threading through all of it an overwhelming desire that she struggled to keep in check. Madge frowned, but after glancing at Ava and me, got a circumspect expression and shot me a wink before changing the subject, warning me we weren’t done talking about this, but that she’d wait until we were alone.

  “I’ve been thinking, it’s going to be cramped in that cab with the three of us practically sitting on top of each other. If we take turns driving, one of us will practically be in one another’s lap.” Ava turned and shot Madge a frown of disapproval, which only brought a laugh from the gorgeous actress who shifted beside me, throwing her arm around my shoulder and causing Ava to turn back quickly.

 

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