Mac watched Daryl as his breathing deepened and nudged him. Daryl cut his eyes to him and he seen that glimmer in his eyes that had been missing blazing bright. Kira had stirred them both up and Mac grinned at him the look he knew was something malicious and evil, something that would get Daryl just as worked up.

"Daryl."

Mac growled at the voice and the person speaking to his brother.

Daryl looked up and locked cocking his head to the side. He was chewing slowly as if even he was holding back from even doing that. "What?" Daryl's voice snapped

Andrea shifted and shot Mac a look before looking back at the nicer of the two. Mac leaned back not trying to rein his brother in at all. Daryl had been getting increasingly fed up with Andrea unsure why she kept pestering him. Mac knew, Kira knew, and he was pretty sure everyone else here knew that bitch was in heat for him. Daryl though, Mac snorted, Daryl sure as fuck was oblivious to shit. It'd been the same with Kira though and Mac just smirked watching her flounder trying to talk Daryl.

"You gonna say something or just fucking stare at me?"

Andrea leaned into the table pushing her breast forward, "I was hoping you could help me with some skills."

Daryl recoiled from her visibly and leaned back, his shoulder knocking Mac in the chest. Mac gave her a triumphant smile. "What do you need help with?" Mac challenged.

Andrea huffed and shot him another dirty look, "I'm talking to Daryl."

"Look at me like that again bitch and I'll slap the fucking look off your face." Mac snarled leaning up and around Daryl. "I know goddamned well what your up to and I can't wait."

Andrea curled her lip, "Wait for what?"

Mac just smirked at her and grabbed Daryl's wrist jerking him standing. "Daryl stood easily enough ignoring both of them and packing his dish off. Mac was glaring at Andrea as she watched his brother. She made Daryl uncomfortable. He'd told Mac multiple times that the woman bothered him and that she was getting on his nerves. He hadn't said anything to Kira cause to Daryl it was just another person that pissed him off but it wasn't.

Daryl walked back over and looked at Mac that look dancing in his bright eyes. He shot a look around them before turning and heading for the direction Kira went. Andrea grabbed his arm and Daryl jerked back violently from her.

"Back off." Daryl snarled.

"You didn't answer me."

He grunted something and Mac stepped next to him. Daryl's ice had frosted over looking at the blonde, "Get Rick to help you. My hands are busy enough as is."

Mac waggled his eyes brows lewdly at her and Andrea's face flushed in anger before she spun on her heel and walked away. Daryl was already walking away and Mac trotted after him. He had to admit it was funny to watch women come on to his brother. It always made him laugh watching as he denied them then got downright rude.

Mac felt the tension on his brother and it was amping his up. The shadows coming from the high windows were throwing deep shade around them as they came up the steps. Mac chuckled again and put his hand on Daryl's back shoving him the last few feet and he fell into the cell. He heard Kira's startled shriek from Daryl's abrupt appearance.

Mac stepped in and jerked the cover she had hung for privacy immediately. His eyes locked on hers and she ripped her shirt over her head. They had already talked earlier and both knew Daryl was likely going to be against what she wanted. He had been that first night too. She had caught Mac alone and told him, he knew what she wanted from both of them.

Daryl was watching her and Mac caught him around his chest as she grabbed the buttons to his shirt. Kira leaned in and he heard the growl rumble through Daryl as her tongue slid up his torso. She met Mac's eyes as she leaned in and bit at Daryl still working his clothes open. Mac stepped back from Daryl and Kira spun him and Daryl dropped back on the bed.

Kira was jerking his jeans down his hips as Daryl's body was reclined. He was watching her not fighting her but Mac could see the thundering of his pulse in his throat. Kira straddled him and Mac was working his clothes off his eyes trailing over the prayer on her back and the roses. The more he studied the more things he found hidden in them much like the woman herself.

A groan had his eyes going to Daryl and he raised a brow watching as Kira tried to pin his hands. He was fighting her and wouldn't let her. She was growling at him but Daryl was quickly losing his will to hold on to his control. Daryl had both her wrist instantly and jerked her flat against him his mouth on hers. Mac walked forward his eyes trailing over her still as Daryl fought against himself with her.

He ran his hand up her back catching her bra and pulled it open. It fell loose around her but Daryl's iron grip on her wrist kept it from coming off. Mac watched knowing Daryl was marking her. Mac felt his blood burn at the thought of marks but breathed knowing what would happen if he let himself step over that line. He'd take it too far like times before and hurt her, he'd hurt her more than could be fixed. Mac didn't just want to fuck her and mark her he wanted to scar her and break her.

Growling he tore her underwear down her thighs and she moaned pressing her ass back into him. Mac slapped her ass harshly and shoved forcing the pair further back. Daryl grunted and growled looking at Mac. He was working his jeans open looking at him as he slid the leather from his pants and Daryl's eyes went to it and Mac knew that he'd already figured them out.

Shoving Kira flat against him he caught Daryl's wrist before he could move and slammed them back on the bed. He wrapped and locked them quickly together as Daryl bucked his body groaning and Mac looked down seeing Kira's hand slipping between her and Daryl. She was kissing his throat and across his jaw as she worked him and pressed herself against Mac. Mac groaned his cock straining for release and to be buried in her as he wrapped the leather around the steel of the bed keeping Daryl's hands anchored safely.

Hand dropping away from the belt it planted just over Daryl's shoulder. Kira was already breathing quickly as she watched the pair of them. Mac pushed her over Daryl's hips more and she slid down his length causing Daryl to arch towards her.

"Fuccck." he groaned his eyes closing as he breathed through his nose.

Kira was rocking her hips slowly taking him more and more all while she pressed into him more. Looking over her shoulder she growled and jerked Mac towards her. Mouth meeting she yelped suddenly and then moaned into the kiss. He could see Daryl marking her and slid his hand down her back to her ass. She paused rolling her hips and pushed against his hand.

"Mac." Her voice pleaded and he could see her desperation.

Daryl was breathing heavy below her and Mac watched as he flexed his arms against the belt trying to break free. Mac's eyes went to the metal and he smiled down at Daryl seeing he wasn't going to be able to break it. Not like he had in the barn. Mac slowly started working her open knowing the longer she held still the more pissed Daryl was getting.

She was holding Daryl's hip in place keeping him from thrusting up into her and Mac groaned as he slid into her. She closed her eyes and dropped her head to Daryl's chest. She didn't give him a chance to move before she pushed herself flush against him taking him all the way. Daryl's nostrils flare at the feeling and before she could move he thrust up hard lifting her.

Daryl snarled and bucked again driving her back into Mac even harder. Kira's hands planted beside Mac's and she braced herself against the movements. Leaning over her more she moaned as his weight pushed her more fully on Daryl. Mac grabbed her thigh and pushed it up higher around Daryl's ribs spreading her more and slammed into her harder.

Daryl groaned and closed his eyes for a second and then blinked. Mac could see him getting close but fighting it. He ran his hand up Kira's stomach and grabbed her arm with his and guided her small hand to Daryl's throat. Her hand was to small to span his throat like Mac's could but he gripped his throat over hers. He could feel both of his vein's on each side thundering and then tightened his grip.

Daryl nodded against his grip and Kira leaned down claiming his mouth roughly. Daryl was jerking against his restraints and Mac watched knowing if he slipped it Kira and him both would be flipped quickly. Bringing his other arm up he wrapped it around her throat and she bucked moaning before her air cut off. Mac thrust harder into her feeling her body start to tremble as her orgasm ripped through her. Daryl bucked harder into her and Mac hissed out a breath.

"You like feeling us buried deep in you Kira?"

She nodded against him and he dropped her leaving her laying over Daryl's bare chest. She was clawing at him and holding on to him as they both picked up their pace. He was still holding Daryl's throat but letting him breathe as he marked Kira over and over. Mac had the thought that with the marks and places Daryl was leaving them he was trying to make a point. Maybe he wasn't as oblivious to Andrea as he acted.

"Answer me." Mac snapped pushing himself against her harder and staying there. He was trying to control his breathing as Daryl moved into her over and over. Kira's body was turning into a furnace against his groin.

"Unnnghyess." She moaned her body sliding between them.

Mac slapped her ass harder watching her pale skin turn red. She moaned and pressed into him more and he repeated it. Daryl growled and Mac watched with satisfaction feeling his body tensing as he tore into the mark over her collar bone again. He watched his canines break her skin and Mac tightened his grip harshly over Daryl's throat. Daryl closed his eyes and Kira moved away from him kissing him through his release until Mac let him have it. The second he felt his own hit he let go of Daryl's throat and both of them bucked harshly into her pinning her between them. Their combining weight and pressure on her sending her over the edge again and her moans were loud and uncontrolled as their names fell from her mouth.

Mac pulled away from her and she winced watching him as he cleaned himself up. She made no move to pull away from Daryl and he nodded at her. Both knew he was going to retreat into himself when he seen the blood on her shoulder or how bad he marked her throat and chest up. He was going to feel bad but both were going to fight him. Mac refused to let Daryl think he was a monster for the things he done and Kira wanted it, she had told Mac. Daryl had spent so much time fighting letting himself want what he did that he felt horrible when he did let it happen. Mac had explained to Kira that was why he had pulled away, that she'd been hurt and he didn't want to add to it. She had been livid and slapped him for Daryl's shit.

Mac walked over and let Daryl's wrist free. He let his arms drop without opening his eyes and Mac picked his arm up rubbing his raw and bruising wrist. They would be a dark shade of purple and black come morning time. Mac grabbed the other repeating his actions and Daryl cracked his eyes open watching him and not pulling away, smart. Kira was rubbing his chest as she slowly set up and he smirked. Daryl hated being touched but they were always fucking with him. Kira was kneading his muscles still sitting in his lap.

Her hands slid to his shoulders as Mac started drinking water. His hair was slick with sweat and Daryl was watching him. He seen the guilt start when Kira set up and he moved over towards him.

"No." Mac hissed, "She wanted this. Kira likes this from us."

Daryl shook his head, "I hurt her."

Kira leaned down and kissed his forehead, "You didn't hurt me Daryl."

His eyes went to her shoulders where blood was drying, "Yes. I. Did."

"And I love you for it." Kira smiled running her hands over his chest more, "Mac loves you. I love you. Daryl you wouldn't hurt us stop thinking you're a monster."

Mac climbed on the bed beside them and started cleaning the blood. Daryl was watching flexing his fingers, "Would never let you lose control like that brother and hurt her. Would never let you be me."

Daryl looked at him and Mac locked eyes with him as Kira kissed his throat, "Monster or not you're still a good man Mac." His voice rasped.