This chapter is mostly smut, describing Lina's sexual encounters...poor girl.

Chapter 3

The ride home was a quiet one. Both brothers lost in their thoughts assessing the strange situation they had found themselves in. Merle didn't want it to get out that he had knocked up Lina, he didn't even want it out that he had fucked her. Dixons weren't very popular to begin with and Lina was even worse, but that wasn't the problem.

He had spewed out enough "White power" bullshit to know that people were going to have a field day if they ever found out he or Daryl fathered a non-white baby. His grip on the steering wheel tightened, the Dixon blood wasn't pure anymore, but nobody better say shit about it, or his kid, unless they wanted their ass stomped. He scratched his eyebrow with his thumb Damn! Already thinking of him as mine he glanced at his brother could be Daryl's. It didn't matter anyway, him or Daryl, the Dixon blood was mixed now and certain people would just love to rub that in his face.

It also wasn't lost on him that out of all the women he'd slept with, Lina was the only one that thought his baby was worth keeping. He'd knocked up a couple of chicks before Lina, grade A stock, blue eyed and blond haired, except they couldn't be bothered with his kid. They had asked for abortion money; he had told them to figure it out for themselves and they had. Both were still stripping at the Red Rose, stomachs still flat and unblemished and tits still perky and proud. Lina had kept his child and she was the one he had treated the worst.

The night he had decided to fuck Lina had been at the end of a long uneventful day. Daryl had worked late, and being the pussy that he was, hadn't wanted to go out with his big brother. Merle headed off to The Flying J on his own and sat in his usual seat at the bar. He had been on his fourth beer when he heard the table of men begin to taunt Lina. At first Merle paid them no mind, taunting Lina was a favorite pass time for the drunks at the bar, oddly enough Merle never really participated. The girl was quiet, she got his orders right and never tried to talk to him or touch him, she left him alone and he left her alone.

The word "virgin" is what got his attention.

"Bet you still a virgin ain't cha." One of the more inebriated rednecks of the group yelled out laughing.

"Course she is dumbass. Who's gonna fuck that fucking weirdo?" his friend motioned to her with his drink spilling half of the contents in his cup all over his arm.

"Fuck!" he yelled "See what ya made me do? Get me another damn beer." He began wiping his soaked hand on his jeans, glaring at Lina as if the whole incident was her fault.

Lina didn't utter a word at their insults, in fact, if you didn't know her name there was no indication from her at all that the two drunk men were talking about her. She calmly went and collected a new beer for the guy who had by this time refocused his attention to a red head that had just walked into the bar.

The red-head was named Gloria and Merle had fucked her last week, it was the same old shit, different day. He began watching Lina A virgin, Huh, never had me a virgin. Go where no man has gone before, might be interesting Merle spent the rest of the night drinking and sneaking off to the restroom to snort some lines. By the end of the night, he had made up his mind. He was going to bag him a virgin tonight, the other sluts could wait till tomorrow.

He had waited in a dark corner of the parking lot for Lina to get off work and head home, then followed her. She didn't live as isolated as Merle and Daryl did, but Merle felt safe enough parking his motorcycle behind her trailer without being seen. He walked back around the old hunk of aluminum that was her home and found her sitting on the small stoop in front of her door, it wasn't like he was hiding the fact that he had followed her.

"You gonna invite me in?"

Lina said nothing as she stared at him. He could see why people found her creepy, but Merle wasn't scared off easily.

"Polite thing to do is invite a person in." He gave her his biggest most charming smile "Come on honey, I ain't here to hurt ya or rob ya."

She stared at him for a few more moments before standing up and opening the door. Merle quickly hopped up the steps and made his way into her small living room. Merle looked around, the place was small but clean, nearly every available space was covered in stacks of books. Merle pushed a stack of novels to the side and made himself comfortable on her small love seat. He leaned back, his legs spread open, knees bent, arms resting across the back of the couch, taking up all the available space he could. Lina not having anywhere to sit, unless she wanted to make herself comfortable between his legs, stood awkwardly by the front door.

Merle eyed her for a while. She was wearing a grey oversized t-shirt and baggy boot-cut jeans. From what he could tell she was skinny and not packing much in the way of ass or tits. Her hair was in a very messy pony tail and she didn't have a lick of make up on, in truth she didn't much need it. She wasn't anything special to look at but she weren't horrible neither. He could get it done, especially with that uncharted territory she had between her legs. Merle sat up and leaned forward.

"So you a virgin, like they say?"

She looked at him thoughtfully for a full minute before answering

"Yes."

"I could take care of that for ya." Merle smiled at her again "Nobody should die a virgin."

He couldn't tell what she was thinking but the fact that she was thinking and not screaming for him to get out was a damn good sign.

"Why?"

"Never had me a virgin." Merle shrugged.

She was quiet for a couple more minutes

"OK." She finally answered quietly

Merle got up and began unbuckling his pants, his cock already anticipating the good time it was about to have. Lina looked up at him startled

"I…Um…." She stammered

"I got it, you don't know what the hell you're doing. I know enough for both of us." Merle grabbed her and began kissing and sucking at her neck. She stiffened up at first but Merle was skilled and got her feeling good in a matter of seconds. Backing her up to the couch, he slowly laid her down and climbed on top of her. She gripped the sides of the couch as he began removing her pants, he didn't bother with her top, the only thing he cared about was on her lower half.

Once her pants and panties were off he looked down to examine her. He'd only ever been with white women and wanted to see if there were any differences. Embarrassed she tried closing her legs, but he held her open. From what he could see she looked about the same as everyone else, just brown where it was normally pink. He opened her up with his fingers ignoring the mortified whimper she let out. There was the pink, just the same, licking two fingers he slid them inside her. Her whimper turned into a pained hiss, as she arched herself away from him. Merle laid back on top of her keeping his fingers firmly inside her tight pussy, he was really looking forward to this.

"I'm much bigger than this sweetheart, best get useta it." Lina didn't say anything, her eyes were squeezed shut as she tried to control her breathing.

He looked down on her pained face and began moving his fingers in and out slowly, no point in completely fucking her up. He kissed up her neck and nibbled her earlobe until he felt her relax a bit. Using his other hand he removed himself from his pants, before sliding his fingers out of her. He placed himself at her entrance.

"I'm gonna go slow, alright. I wanna enjoy every inch of this as much as you do." Lina finally opened her eyes and looked at him. She nodded quickly and he began pushing his way in.

Merle managed to keep his eyes open for the first inch before he closed his eyes and lost himself in the sensation of her. She was impossibly tight and hot. He could feel her quivering all around him and he let out a low satisfied groan as he kept pushing in inch by inch. When he hit her barrier he pushed through as quickly as he could, once again ignoring her pained gasp, and continued to slip inside her. Once he was fully sheathed he stopped and let her adjust. She felt so good twitching and quivering all around him he thought he might just cum right then and there, but Merle Dixon wasn't a two pump chump and he began fucking her deep and slow. He managed to last a long time and enjoyed every damn second of it. She felt good and he got his times worth with her, she had groaned a few times and he assumed she got at least a little pleasure despite the pain. His thrusts became erratic as he chased his own pleasure until finally he got his release. It was one of the best orgasms of his life, he almost didn't want to slip out of her.

Merle got up quickly and began to get dressed. He wasn't opposed to cuddling after sex but he didn't want this particular girl to get the wrong idea. He'd heard that chicks tended to get attached to their firsts.

"Don't you go gossiping to anyone about this, ya hear." Merle looked over at her. Her legs were curled up to her chest and she had her arms wrapped around her knees as she looked up at him, face once again expressionless.

"I'll deny ever having been here. Keep your trap shut." Her eyes slipped away from his face and focused on the TV in front of the couch, a quick nod was all the reply he got.

He waited to see if she was going to add anything of her own, when she continued to stare quietly at the blank tv, he walked out the door, got on his bike and headed home.

Pulling up to his trailer he realized he had bagged himself a virgin and couldn't even brag about it.

"Well, Fuck." He breathed out exasperated. If there was one thing Merle liked to do, it was brag about his sexual feats and now he had a great one and couldn't say shit without humiliating himself. As he sat on his bike and stewed, he noticed Daryl's bedroom light come on and his face broke into a huge smile. There was at least one person he could brag too. Daryl knew how to keep his mouth shut.

Daryl was also remembering the night Merle slept with Lina. He had, had a very long day and despite his brothers nagging, he had stayed home to sleep. He remembered he had just gotten up to use the bathroom when he'd heard his brothers motorcycle pull up. Looking at the clock he noted that it was 4am, his brother must have gotten lucky.

"Guess who got himself a virgin, 13 years younger than him bro."

His brother shouted as he barged into Daryl's bedroom. Daryl just rolled his eyes.

"Jesus Merle, are we gonna have some chick crying for you on our doorstep tomorrow?"

"Naw, she ain't saying shit, and neither are you brother."

"What?" This was new, if Merle fucked a virgin, Daryl was pretty sure Merle would want the whole town to be alerted immediately.

Merle hesitated a bit before admitting "It was Lina." He looked at Daryl and pointed at his chest "It was fuckin worth it too, tightest pussy I've ever had. Shit was unreal Daryl."

Daryl was shocked. Merle had fucked Lina, Lina the redskin, the freak. Daryl felt a knot form in his stomach. Lina had gone to school with him and was about two or three years younger even if they were in the same grade. If he remembered correctly she was around 27 making her around 16 years younger than Merle not 13. Was that enough to make Merle forget all his talk about not mixing races? Young untouched pussy was fair game no matter what? Would he see it the same if Daryl did it?

The fact that Merle was expecting Daryl to judge him was a joke. Daryl had never subscribed to the "White Power" line. He never argued with his brother but to him all people seemed to be assholes equally. He liked Lina, she never bothered anyone, now his brother had fucked her, he had probably fucked her over too.

"Fuck do I care Merle, just surprised is all."

"Yeah, well, took advantage of a situation that don't come around often." Merle grinned at him "Glad I did too. Whooweee it was sweet." Laughing he walked out "I'm gonna head over to Bob's to celebrate, don't wait up and don't say shit." He yelled over his shoulder. Merle got arrested on his way home, high off his ass.

As the Dixon brothers were reminiscing to themselves, Lina was rocking her baby to sleep and trying hard NOT to remember either night with the brothers and failing miserably.

Losing her virginity had been nothing like she had read in her books. She hadn't expected wine and roses, especially coming from Merle Dixon but the whole incident had been cold. Merle had climbed on top of her, done his thing, which hurt, and climbed off. He had barely looked at her as he told her to keep her mouth shut. Lina had found that funny, being told to keep her mouth shut. Who was she going to tell? She didn't even keep a diary, she had nothing to write. She could just imagine a whole book filled with her mundane life.

Today, I got up and ate breakfast.

I read a new book.

I went to work.

I came home, showered and went to bed.

Yeah, not worth the minute a day it would take to write down a diary entry, unless she was trying to bore someone to death.

She had decided that sex wasn't the wonderful, exciting thing they made it out to be in her books, at least not for the women, Merle had definitely looked like he was enjoying himself. The next day she had pushed the incident out of her mind, it would be like it never happened.

Exactly two nights later the younger Dixon had showed up at her bar, grumbling that his idiot brother had got himself arrested again and now he had to come up with money for a damn lawyer. She had kept her mouth shut as she brought him shot after shot. Daryl had been burning holes into her head with his piercing blue eyes all night and she was beginning to think that maybe Merle had been the one who couldn't keep his mouth shut.

When her shift was finally over she had walked out into the parking lot to find Daryl, drunk off his ass, trying to get on his brothers bike. He would lift his leg to swing it over the bike seat and then lose his balance and have to bring his leg back down again quickly or risk falling on his ass. After the fourth try he just stood there looking at the bike, swaying drunkenly back and forth. Letting out an annoyed sigh, Lina stepped in.

"You want me to call someone to drive you home Daryl?"

He turned to look at her, it took him a moment to focus on her face.

"You."

"Me, what, Daryl?"

"Take me home."

"Me! Don't you have someone to call?"

"No, you do it." He waved her off, indicating for her to lead the way to her car.

She rubbed her brow before deciding it would just be easier to take him home than argue.

"Ok, come on."

He threw his arm around her shoulder and used her as a crutch as she led him to the car. Lina tried to ignore the way he stared at her as she helped him into the passenger's seat. He had laid his head on the passenger side window and fallen right to sleep, leaving Lina to rack her brain trying to remember the exact dirt road that lead to the Dixon's trailer. She managed to figure it out, griping the steering wheel nervously as she navigated the dark winding road.

"Daryl," she shook him quickly "we're here."

Daryl sat up and began digging through his pockets. Once he found his keys he threw them onto her lap and got out of the car. He weaved his way to the front door almost falling on the front steps and waited for her by the door.

OK, I guess I'm helping him in.

Lina got out of the car and searched through the keys.

"Which one is it?"

Daryl just shrugged unhelpfully. Exasperated she tried several before finding the correct one and swinging the door open. She tried to hand him his keys and found herself being used as a crutch again.

"My rooms that way." He pointed at a dark hall way.

Grabbing him around his waist and kicking the door shut, she began leading him down the hall.

"S' that one." He pointed to the last door on the right.

She led him into a tiny dark room, containing nothing but a bed and dresser. Daryl removed his arm from her shoulder, but instead of plopping himself on his bed, he threw her onto it and plopped himself on top of her.

"uff" she nearly had the wind knocked out of her. Daryl began kissing her neck and searching for the bottom of her baggy blue tee.

"Daryl, what are you doing? I'm Lina, you know?" she figured he must be too drunk to realize who was underneath him.

"S' what? You'll fuck Merle but not me?" He propped himself up on his elbows and glared down at her.

Lina was confused Was she supposed to have sex with both brothers? She knew for sure that they slept with the same women on occasion. The girls that frequented the bar liked to brag about as much as Merle did, maybe this was the norm. She was sure she read somewhere that making your way through a family was considered slutty. The girls at the bar were definitely slutty.

As Lina had the mental debate with herself, Daryl made the decision to take advantage of her silence and placed his mouth over hers. He began giving her sloppy open mouthed kisses and shook her shoulders a little, until she began trying to kiss back. She was terrible, but in Daryl's drunken state he wasn't much better.

Unlike his brother, Daryl began to remove all of Lina's clothing. He wasn't very patient and tore Lina's one good bra, he almost broke the button on her jeans as well, but she managed to stop him and remove her jeans herself. Daryl himself didn't get undressed, he undid his pants and pushed his jeans and boxers down around his ankles, before situating himself between her legs and pushing himself into her.

It didn't hurt as bad this time and Lina was grateful for that. Daryl started kissing her again as he began thrusting into her with a slow and steady rhythm. She found that she really liked that, it made it seem much warmer than sex had been with Merle. One thrust was a bit too hard and deep, hurting her insides that were still sore from her time with Merle, and she let out a pained groan. Daryl didn't ignore her the way Merle did, but he didn't stop either. He slowed his pace a little and murmured into her mouth between kisses.

"Shhhh, it's ok." He reached in-between them and began rubbing on the small button at the top of her sex.

She let out a deep satisfied groan at that. That felt so good, why hadn't Merle done that? Her body began to tense and she felt a strange sensation begin under Daryl's thumb and start to spread throughout her body.

"Daryl?" She managed to ask nervously before her body erupted in pleasure.

"Yeah, So good. So fuckin' good." Daryl growled into her neck as his thrust sped up, chasing his own release.

Just like with Merle she felt him tense and erupt inside her, but unlike Merle, Daryl didn't remove himself from her, he let himself fall right on top of her and didn't move and inch. She lay there confused for a moment, she could feel his penis go soft inside her but it didn't slip out. What am I supposed to do? Is he trying to smother me? Finally Daryl began to snore and Lina took the opportunity to shove him off of her. Daryl landed on his back hard but didn't wake up.

This was Daryl's home, so taking her cue from Merle, Lina got dressed and left. She hadn't bothered Daryl when she saw him at the bar the following week, assuming his attitude was the same as Merle's. She was a dirty little secret that neither brother wanted getting out. Daryl didn't treat her much different either, he avoided her a tiny bit more but that was all, nothing anybody would notice.

It wasn't until it became known that she was pregnant that Daryl got extremely tense around her. Lina had kept her distance from him, trying to assure him without words that she expected nothing and would ask for nothing. It hadn't seemed to work much until his brother came home, then he had shocked the shit out of her by wanting answers. They both had.

There was nothing she could do about it now.

"I won't think about that now, I'll think about it tomorrow." Lina laughed as she quoted Scarlett O'Hara from Gone with the Wind.

"After all, tomorrow is another day." She told her sleeping child as she placed him in his crib.

She would be strong, just like her heroine Scarlett and take care of her baby boy. She would deal with both those Dixons if she had to also. She straightened her back and squared her shoulders I can do this.