A/N: Robert Kirkman, Tony Moore, and Charlie Adlard own The Walking Dead. Not me. I own Alex though. This is my latest story. If you read what I have posted already and are waiting for me to update it. I will as soon as I get the inspiration to write the chapter that needs to written. Have some faith in me please? And as always read and review please. Italics are thoughts. Underlines are flash backs/dreams.

Sorry for not posting in awhile guys. Work is draining me physically, life is draining me emotionally, and writer's block is draining the creative flow I have. Not to mention that I have been trying to get a youtube gaming channel up. I hope to get stories updated this week. At least a couple of them.

I know this is short. But I figured this would be okay and next chapter be longer.

Chapter Ten: Don't Ever Let Me Drink Again

Daryl moved his lips down Alex's jaw line as he trailed one hand down her side while the other held on to one of hers tightly. Alex gasped slightly as Daryl sucked on the juncture of her neck. Daryl smirked as he heard Alex's gasp and pulled away before looking up at her.

"Ya okay?" Daryl asked her as his hand that trailed down her side rested on her hip. Alex nodded her head and leaned up to kiss him again, which Daryl happily returned. Daryl let the hand that was holding Alex's hip slide up and gently squeezed one of her breast. Alex moaned into the kiss as she arched into his touch some.

"Daryl…" Alex breathed out as his lips left hers only to latch onto the hollow of her neck. She ran her fingers through his short hair and pulled on them gently, causing Daryl to growl some at her. Daryl could feel a more primitive side, almost animal like, start to surface inside of him. It seemed that only his Cheetah, the beautiful woman who agreed to be his wife, could bring that side of him out and he only wanted her to be the one to bring it out.

"Yer so beautiful Cheetah." Daryl murmured against her neck as he slid the hand that was on her chest down until it was right above her center. "Ya so perfect. I'm the damn luckiest man around to have you." Daryl growled as he slid a finger inside of her, having rubbed a finger against her as he talked. Daryl knew that his wife was nervous. He could feel it as he gently touched her in her most sacred spot. Daryl didn't blame her either, in fact he became more protective of her as he moved his finger in and out of her slowly.

"I'm the lucky one…" Alex said as she gasped as Daryl added another finger in her. She started to move her hips in time with his fingers as Daryl watched her face. She could see the smile on his lips, his pride that he was making her feel comfortable with her for this moment. Daryl slide a third finger in her, curling them as he pulled them out. His hard on was now very obvious and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside of the woman that he gladly called his wife. But he didn't want to rush things with her, not with the memories she had of the guys that had hurt her.

"Cheetah…" Daryl whispered as he looked up at her. When Alex nodded her head, he knew that she understood what he wanted and wanted it as well. Daryl lowered his face to hers and kissed her as he adjusted himself so that he was positioned at her entrance. Pushing forward slowly, Daryl groaned as he felt just how tight that Alex was. He couldn't help but think that she was perfect as they fit like a glove together. "God… So perfect Cheetah. I'm lucky to have ya." Daryl whispered as he held still, letting Alex get used to his size and the fact he was now inside her.
"Daryl…" Alex moaned as she lifted her hips, indicating that he could move and that she wanted him to move. Daryl kissed her once more before he pulled almost out completely before thrusting back into her slowly. He kept this pace for a while before he could feel Alex lifting her hips in time with his thrusts. Slowly picking up speed, Daryl trailed kisses down his wife's neck; making sure to suck on the skin at the hollow of her throat. It wasn't long before the room was filled with moans, pants, the sound of skin slapping against skin, and the calling of each other's names.

"Cheetah… Cum for me baby." Daryl panted out as he continued to thrust hard against her, Alex lifting her hips in time with his thrusts. Lowering one hand in between them, Daryl rubbed her sensitive nub. That was all it took to send Alex over, causing her to bit him in the shoulder to muffle her scream of pleasure as she orgasmed.

"DARYL!" Alex screamed into his shoulder, Daryl stilling only for a moment at the tightening of her walls around him before he started thrusting again, now to get his own release.

"Alex!" Daryl shouted his girl's name as he came inside of her. They laid together still connected for a few minutes before Daryl finally pulled out of her. "I love you Alexandera Dixon." Daryl murmured as he pressed a kiss to her lips gently.

"I love you too Daryl Dixon." Alex said as she kissed him back. Soon the two of them curled up together and fell asleep. It was morning and they walked out to where the others were sitting eating breakfast that T-Dog made. "Morning." Alex greeted everyone as they sat down where they were last night and started to eat some toast that was sitting on the table.

"Morning. You guys had some fun last night." Dale pointed to the mark that Daryl left on Alex's collar bone that was visable. Alex blushed slightly and nodded her head as Glenn groaned in pain.

"So Glenn did you learn something?" Alex teased as she leaned against Daryl some, the crossbow wielder pressing his lips to her temple.

"Don't ever let me drink again." Glenn groaned as he put his head down on the table, T-Dog putting eggs on Glenn's plate before putting some on Alex's and Daryl's as well.