Apocalyptic pirates 3, p.14
Apocalyptic Pirates 3, page 14
“That makes me very uncomfortable,” I told her.
“Why?” Shannon giggled again. “Think of it as a compliment. Isn’t it nice to know you’re still sexy when you get older?”
“Not when I’m collecting my pension,” I exclaimed. “I want to be, I don’t know, watching Sammy’s kids grow up and growing tomatoes when I’m that old.”
“Growing tomatoes?” Shannon queried.
“I don’t know.” I waved my hand. “Doing retired old man stuff.”
“What’s more classic retired old man than a girlfriend a third your age?” Shannon teased.
I rolled my eyes. “You are unbelievable.”
“I am,” Shannon admitted complacently.
We made our way back to the marina where the yacht was calmly bobbing up and down on the bright blue waves. We climbed aboard and went below decks to the storage closet where we’d stashed the bags of medication.
“Drugs?” Shannon exclaimed and raised an eyebrow. “I thought we were coming back here for guns.”
“I was just looking around at everybody on the island,” I explained. “So many of them look like they’re struggling to cope. Some of them have got injuries, but I was also thinking, what if they’re like Letty and can’t get hold of their medications? There must be hundreds of them who were on some kind of meds before.”
“We’re going to share our hospital haul,” Shannon realized.
I nodded. “There’s no way I’m leaving these people without their medications if we can help them.”
“Wow.” Shannon’s eyes went wide. “You are the sweetest man, you know that?”
She took a step closer to me and wound her arms around my neck.
I looked down into her perfect face, at her deep dark eyes and fluttering eyelashes. Her full lips were a little parted, and when she sighed, I caught the faintest bite of coffee on her breath.
I put my hands on her hips and pulled her even closer.
Shannon sighed and pushed her pelvis against me until I could feel the moist heat of her on my cock.
“You’re so sexy,” she whispered and tipped back her head so her lips found mine.
I covered her mouth with my own, and Shannon moaned as my tongue teased her lips apart.
My fingers dug deeper into her hips, and I ground my erection against her. Shannon gasped and flung her head back, and I moved my lips down her throat over her collarbones and down to the neckline of the black tank top she wore.
“I want to taste you,” I growled. “All of you. Every last inch of you.”
“Taste me, Drew,” Shannon begged and wound her fingers into my hair to pull my mouth deeper into her cleavage where the womanly smell of her sweat made a haze of desire inside my head and throbbing cock.
I dragged the tank top up over her head and kissed my way down her breastbone. My lips grazed the soft skin of her breasts. Even through her black lacy bra, I could see how hard Shannon’s nipples were, and this clear sign of her arousal was more than I could take.
I reached around, unhooked her bra, and let it drop to the floor.
Shannon’s breasts bounced up to meet me, and I gathered them in my hands. Her skin was so soft it was unreal. I ran my thumbs over her nipples, and they became taut with excitement under my touch.
“Fuckkkkk,” Shannon groaned and threw her head back. “Drew, that feels so fucking good.”
“You like that, don’t you?” I growled and pressed down with my thumbs until she wriggled with arousal.
“Drew, I need you inside me,” she gasped. “I want you to fuck me so bad.”
I lowered my head to her chest and let the warmth of my breath ghost over her breasts. With the very tip of my tongue, I touched her dark nipples, and Shannon mewled with desire.
“Tell me again,” I growled. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”
Shannon arched her back and offered up her breasts to my inquiring tongue. I teased her nipples with the merest graze of my lips, and she groaned in pleasure.
“Oh, god, Drew,” she gasped. “I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me with your enormous cock.”
I couldn’t deny her any longer. I sank to my knees and gathered her breast into my mouth. I worked her nipple with my lips and with my tongue, and as she moaned and squirmed with desire, I pulled down her shorts and eased her panties down over her hips.
Her underwear was soaked with her excited juices, and when I slipped my finger inside her, I found her pussy was hot and wet and waiting for me.
“Fuck, Shannon,” I groaned. “You’re so wet for me.”
I found her clit, and Shannon started and gasped in pleasure when I touched her.
I began moving my fingers around her sensitive area. I slipped in one finger and then two, and circled them inside her tunnel while my thumb rubbed her clit.
“Oh, Drew,” Shannon moaned. “That feels so fucking good.”
She thrust her hips against my hand as she matched the rhythm of my fingers.
“Do you like that?” I growled.
“I love everything you do to me, Drew,” Shannon moaned as she arched her back and gave her body to me.
I felt the walls of her pussy constrict, and I increased the rate of my fingers.
“Yes. Yes. Yeeeeesss.” Shannon gasped and groaned as I pushed her closer and closer to her orgasm.
I twisted my fingers, and Shannon clamped her thighs around my hand as she climaxed, and her juices gushed out onto my fingers.
The feel of her pleasure sent my waiting cock into overdrive.
I pulled her down onto the floor and pushed her back so I could see all of her.
Shannon licked her lips and ran her hands down her body. Her waiting pussy was swollen and glistening, and she spread her thighs wide open for me to get a better view.
“Are you going to fuck me, Drew?” she purred.
The sight drove me mad with lust for her.
I pulled down my shorts, and my cock sprang free.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” I growled. “Do you want me inside of you?”
Shannon moaned and ran her hands down the inside of her thighs. “I want it so badly, Drew, I want all of you inside me.”
I grabbed hold of her knees and pressed her thighs open even further so I could get a proper sight of how wet her pussy was with the orgasm I’d just given her.
I held my erection with one hand and pushed just the tip against her entrance.
Shannon mewled and tried to reach for me to pull me in further, but I caught her hands and pressed them back against the floor.
She was panting with desire, and she lifted her feet off the floor to wrap her legs around me.
It was so fucking sexy I wanted to hammer into her and fill her with my hot cum right there and then, but I wanted to prolong this moment for as long as possible.
I moved my hips and slid my cock further into Shannon’s pussy. She let out a gasp and wriggled against me.
“Tell me how you want it,” I growled.
“I want it all,” Shannon moaned. “Give it to me, Drew.”
I reached out, squeezed her breast, and stroked her nipple again with my thumb. “You want my cock deep inside you?”
“Yes,” she gasped. “Yes, Drew, please.”
On her final word, I thrust my cock deep inside her and filled her completely.
Shannon moaned so loudly that for a second I thought that she might have come already.
“Oh, yes,” she gasped. “Oh, god, yes, that feels so good.”
I eased my cock out of her only to thrust it in deep again, and then again and again. Shannon gasped and rocked her hips with me.
“Your pussy is so tight,” I groaned. “Fuck, Shannon, you’re so fucking sexy.”
I drove deep inside her in a constant rhythm. Her breasts bounced up and down on her chest with each deep thrust, and her nipples were so taut with arousal that I longed to take them in my mouth again and taste them.
“You’re in so deep,” Shannon moaned. “Don’t stop, Drew.”
I slammed in and out of Shannon’s tight wet pussy as I drove us both closer and closer to the finish line. I could feel myself getting nearer and nearer, but I was determined to give Shannon another orgasm before I finished.
“You’re so sexy, Shannon,” I groaned. “Your body is so fucking perfect.”
“Fuck, Drew,” Shannon whimpered. “I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum.”
Her pussy constricted around my cock, and she cried out in pleasure as her limbs spasmed with the force of her orgasm.
The sensation of her climax on my cock was enough to push me over the edge. My vision blurred and went dark at the edges. I groaned, and my hands shifted from Shannon’s wrists to grip hold of her hips and steady myself as I shot my hot cum deep inside her.
We held on to each other and rode the waves of pleasure together. Then we collapsed onto the floor and laid there side by side until we got our breath back.
“Mm,” Shannon breathed. “That was so good.”
I watched her breasts rise and fall as her heart rate steadied itself, and then she shifted her legs a bit, and I noticed my cum dripped out of her pussy and glistened on the insides of her tan thighs.
“Oh, shit,” I realized. “Condoms.”
“Don’t worry,” Shannon said with a smile. “I found more of my birth control pills when we raided the hospital, so we’re perfectly safe.”
“You think of everything.” I leaned over and kissed her softly. “I guess we should get cleaned up now and go back to the camp.”
“Nooo.” Shannon pouted. “So soon?”
“We shouldn’t leave them alone for too long,” I pointed out. “Besides, technically we’re on a mission here, aren’t we?”
“I thought we’d already completed our mission.” Shannon smiled. “At least, I completed my mission twice.”
I chuckled at the wickedly sexy grin on her face. “I’m glad to hear that.”
“Fiiiiine…” Shannon sighed and stretched and stood up. “I’m going to go and get cleaned up and find some fresh panties.”
“Don’t tease me,” I warned.
Shannon laughed and left to go to the bathroom.
I cleaned myself up and pulled my clothes back on. Shannon was back in a few minutes, and we started going through the medications we’d taken from the hospital.
“I don’t know what we’re looking for,” Shannon confessed. “I know we should take dressings and stuff like aspirin, but what about things like blood thinners and beta blockers? There are all kinds of things in these bags, and we don’t know who might need what.”
“Let’s just take it all,” I decided. “We can go around the camp with a list and figure out what to hand out then.”
“Good idea,” Shannon agreed.
We decided to bring our rifles with us back to the camp in case we encountered any trouble. I didn’t want to think someone might steal the medicines from us, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
Even with the slings attached, it wasn’t easy carrying the rifles and the two heavy suitcases up from the dock, but it was better than making a guess at what the residents of the camp might need.
We walked back up to the camp and made our way to Rojas’ tent.
“What have you got there?” Rojas asked as Shannon and I dumped the bags down by the fireside.
“Meds,” I explained. “We raided an abandoned hospital and took everything we could. From what I’ve seen of the camp, it looks like you guys could do with some of the things we have.”
“These folks don’t have a lot of money,” Rojas warned. “Some of them have valuables, but they didn’t come away with much.”
I felt a flash of anger that he would assume we would charge people for life-saving medications, but I pushed it down. After all, he didn’t know everything about us yet.
“No,” I explained quickly, “we’re not going to charge anything. I’m just not about to see people suffering and not do anything about it.”
Rojas raised his grizzled gray eyebrows. For a moment I thought I’d offended him, but then a slow smile broke out over his face.
“I’m glad to hear it, son,” he said. “Too many folks have used this situation as a way of bettering their own selves without giving a damn about what that might mean for others. You’re a good man, Drew.”
“Thank you, sir.” I could feel myself getting embarrassed, so I cleared my throat loudly. “Do you have a pen and paper we could use? Shannon and I are going to go around and find out who needs what.”
“I can help y’all with that,” Letty offered. “There’s hundreds of people here, and three of us going round will get the job done way more quickly.”
“Thanks,” I told her with a smile.
Rojas found us three pens and a pad of paper that we divided up between the three of us, and Shannon, Letty, and I went out to cover the camp.
Once they were convinced that this was a no-strings-attached offer, most of the people I approached eagerly accepted the help and couldn’t tell me their medications fast enough.
“God bless you, sir.” One old man took my hand and pressed it with tears in his eyes. His wife had diabetes, and they had been carefully rationing the small amount of insulin they had managed to bring with them when they had to leave their home behind them.
“You’re welcome,” I told him. “I’m just really glad we can help you folks out.”
“We won’t forget this,” he assured me. “If you’re ever in these parts again, you just ask for Stan and Deirdre Leiderman. We’ll be right glad to help you in any way you need.”
I was touched by his earnestness and by the simple gratitude of the other people I spoke to.
My path crossed with Letty and Shannon’s a few times, and when we compared notes, the story was always the same: some sour apples, but the majority of people were overwhelmed and thankful for the help we offered.
Letty was right, with the three of us combing the camp, we managed to speak to everyone within a couple of hours.
I headed back to Rojas’ tent with my paper covered in notes of names and dosage details. Letty and Shannon arrived at the same time, and then we set about the intense task of trying to catalog all the medications we had and match them with the needs of the camp people we’d spoken to.
Shannon unzipped the first suitcase, but as she did, a yell went up from the lookouts on the camp fence:
“Dragon!”
Chapter 10
That one word galvanized us straight into action.
I leaped to my feet and grabbed my rifle. Shannon followed my lead, and in a matter of seconds we were armed and ready for anything.
“Well, now I feel underdressed,” Letty quipped.
Shit.
Shannon and I were the only ones of our crew with guns.
“Stay close by,” I warned. “Where’s Ally?”
Ally was on her feet at the fireside standing with Rojas and Dia.
Rojas had snatched the pistol from his hip and checked to make sure there was a round chambered and ready.
“Drew, Shannon,” he ordered. “You two come with me.”
“Yessir,” Shannon responded.
I nodded. “Sir.”
“Ally, Letty, Dia,” Rojas commanded. “You don’t have any guns. Stay here.”
I half-expected some protest from the three women, especially from Letty and Dia, but the general’s authoritative tone didn’t leave any room for argument.
It was easy to see how he would have been a formidable commander back in the day, and he slipped back into the role of soldier as though he’d never retired in the first place.
Rojas ran down the hill to the edge of the camp fence, and Shannon and I followed.
“It’s in the water, sir,” one of the lookouts on the fence called.
Rojas stepped up to the fence and took the binoculars that the lookout handed to him. But even without them, I could see why the alarm had been raised.
There was a dragon in the water, and it was getting closer to the island.
“Shit,” I breathed, and Shannon and I exchanged shocked glances. “Is it swimming?”
“But they can’t swim,” Shannon blurted out. “They drown, we’ve seen them.”
“They don’t have to swim.” Rojas looped the belt of the binoculars around his neck. “Come on.”
“What do you mean?” I panted as I ran after the older man down toward the shore.
A gunshot cracked out from down by the beach, and then another.
“These islands aren’t true islands,” Rojas explained tersely. “They’re connected by a sandbar. It’s shallow enough to be completely covered when the water is high, but when the tide drops, it’s almost a walkway. We hoped that the dragons wouldn’t have figured that out yet.”
“This is the first time it’s happened, then?” I asked.
“Yes,” Rojas responded. “And by God I hope we can make it the last.”
We rushed down onto the shore where several of the islanders were already stationed and firing at the dragon. It was still a way off, and there must have been a mile of water for it to cross, but the fact of seeing a dragon enter the water at all was still an unpleasant sight.
Before, whenever we’d seen a dragon in the water, it had been accompanied by a lot of splashing and shrieking as they tried and failed to swim. This dragon was almost totally submerged in the water, with only its long, triangular orange head showing above the waves.
“It must be big enough to be able to reach the sandbar,” Rojas said grimly. “It’s probably not swimming as much as hopping along the ground.”
The dragon’s movements did seem irregular. Instead of a smooth swimming motion, it bobbed up and down in a jerky dance. It reminded me of my first swimming lessons as a kid, when I would dare myself to go out of my depth in the pool and bob about on the very tips of my toes in an effort that wasn’t yet swimming and wasn’t quite floating.
Shannon tucked her rifle into her shoulder and took careful aim. Then she fired, but her bullet plowed into the water just shy of the dragon’s left shoulder.
“Shit,” Shannon cursed and took aim again.
