AN: hey new chapter. I'm not super happy with this chapter but Mehhh, here you go. Let me know what you think.
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Chapter 12
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"Show me how it's supposed to be." She whispered her earlier request again. "I don't want anyone else...I want you..."
He hardly recognized his voice as he hoarsely answered.
"Ok"
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Daryl couldn't hold himself back anymore. His arms stretched gathering Carol to him picking her up so quickly her pulled her up to her tip toes.
"Ya sure about this? Once you do this... You're mine." He said hoarsely, something deep and possessive was bubbling up inside of him, threatening to strangle him. He needed her, he wanted to lay claim to every part of her. He wanted to mark her as his.
"I'm sure"
Her hands came up, tangling in his hair. His own were travelling along her naked skin. He could feel heat emanating from her. He wanted to drown in that heat.
"Move to the bed." He murmured into her mouth, his hands trailing down her body.
She walked backwards towards the bed, sighing as he palmed both cheeks of her ass to lift her to the bed.
She lay down on the bed, looking up at him so full of trust he was gut shot. He realized then that this might be his only chance to ever be with her. In his heart she would be his, forever. There would never be anyone else for him, but they would have to send her away. He would be alone, forever without her. They already decided they would see her somewhere safe then head back to face whatever was waiting for them. They would tell Neagan they were held up by a herd, hopefully he would believe them. They weren't expected back for four days, even the saviours gave some grave time. He pushed all those worries to the side, even the nagging pain in his chest at the thought of never seeing her again. If he thought about it too much he might not be breathe.
"You're beautiful" he murmured. She smiled and it lit up her face.
"You're crazy."
He knelt down beside her, on the bed, towering over her he traced his fingertips down the side of her ribs watching in fascination as goosebumps trailed in their wake and she shivered.
"I'll give you what you want." She whispered, reminding him yet again of her earlier words. He growled softly at her words. A flame lit in his belly.
She deserved soft and gentle. She deserved to be cherished. He wanted all of that, he wanted all of that and more, but right now he knew it would be fevered and frenzied.
He tore his shirt up and over his head, settling in between her legs, kissing her lips hungrily. His fingers went down between her legs, threading his fingers through her folds.
He was trying to hold himself back. He'd always felt this need with women, to push harder, to be overwhelming, to dominate somehow.
She gasped as his teeth bit down into her skin on her neck. "Harder." She whispered.
He looked down at her, his forehead pressed to hers, quirking his brow.
"Don't hold back." She moaned as he sunk his fingers into her core.
"You sure this is what you want sweetheart?" He had to know, had to give her one last chance to change her mind.
She nodded, as he started to pump his fingers into her. He got up then, with a grin he dragged her foot so she was positioned at the side of the bed. Dropping down to his knees on the floor he muttered "Then hold on."
Bringing her legs over his shoulders, he started working at her core with his tongue. He caught her clit between his teeth and bit down slowly, feeling her body clamp down around his fingers.
"More" she said breathless her fingers twisting into the bedspread.
He stood working on his belt, pulling her closer and rolling her onto her stomach. He bent her over the side of the bed.
He entered her slowly, teeth gritting, grabbing her hips to steady himself.
"Let go" she whispered, looking over her shoulder at him.
Daryl sighed closing his eyes before he did just that. He growled out her name as he started to pound himself into her.
He let himself loose control. His hands grabbed her waist pulling her ass up to meet him, keeping her upper body positioned on the bed.
As he lost himself in her wildly, his movements out of control she was was there with him. Moaning and yelling out his name.
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She was tangled in his arms. Her head tucked under his chin as he traced a pattern on her back.
"Did you mean it? About letting me go?" She whispered suddenly.
"Yeah" he murmured kissing her temple. His heart clenched, and he squeezed her tightly.
"What about Tara? Perez's sister?" She asked.
"We'll figure something out"
She lifted her head up watching him her chin on her hands. "I might be able to help you."
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