Mac looked up at the sound of feet on the gravels his eyes finding pale green fires burning at him. Raising up he waited on her to get to him his eyes searching out Daryl in the fading light of the sunset. Seeing him setting on the tailgate his eyes bright and amused as Andrea stormed towards him caused Mac to smile too. It was a rare thing seeing his brother carefree enough to let himself relax and if Andrea ripping his ass done the trick then he'd make her mad more often.

"You're leaving?" Andrea questioned.

Mac looked back to her raising an eyebrow, "Weren't ever meant to be permanent. I think fuck faces exact words were that us Dixons weren't ever a part of your group. We're unsafe according to your cunt friend. My brother is out there hurt." Mac leaned back against the tree he'd been close to, "What more fuckin' reason to I need to leave from somewhere I'm not wanted or needed."

Andrea shook her head, "Lori is a entitled bitch and her opinion matters not. Shane doesn't speak for the entire group Mac and you know it." Her voice was strong but had a soft tone to it.

Shaking his head as he pulled his knife out running it under his nails, "Got a solution in your bag of tricks for my goddamn brother who was left like a cattle for slaughter? Cause I'd love to hear it."

Moving closer to him, "Merle knows where you are Mac...he didn't come here."

Mac shoved his knife in the sheath, "Think you know my goddamn brother better than me?" He snapped.

Not waiting on her answer he stormed past Daryl and his knowing eyes. Fuck him. He caused this shit he was doing his best at avoiding that bitch but he knew Daryl more than likely pointed him out to her. It's alright though, two could play that goddamn game.

"Watch ya ass out there Mac." Daryl called to him gruffly.

"Fuck you!"

Daryl's laugh followed him as he burst through the trees. Goddamn he needed away from these people. Away from that goddamn woman he was more than ready to get the fuck out of this camp. He was starting to feel sick and attributed that shit to being around her. That's all feeling anything for anyone does make you sick and then you die.

"Mac wait up."

Not slowing down hoping she would turn back he burst through a thicket of trees into a slight clearing he'd found a few weeks ago. Jumping he caught the bottom limb and swung his body high pulling himself up and into the old tree blind. Dropping back against the wall he let out a breath and let the coolness of the night chill the sweat on his skin. Closing his eyes his ears tuned into the sounds of the woods around him and he had to hold back his life at the sound of the irate woman chasing after him.

"Bullshit." She muttered.

Mac moved to the entrance of the blind his eyes adjusting to the darkness quickly. He spotted her blonde hair quickly and dropped silently from the tree and moved towards her as she struggled against a thicket of thorns. Pulling his knife out he moved up behind her his arms coming around her silently and cutting away the briars. She stiffened a gasp passing through her lips as she fell backwards after being released and fell into his chest. Steadying her Mac's hand slid across her hip and he felt a slight tremor run through her.

"You're about as quiet as a goddamn rhino moving through here." Mac muttered in her ear stepping back from the warmth of her body.

Andrea turned on him but he started back towards his blind. She trailed him with more ease following his path to the tree. Coming to a stop Mac repeated the process of swinging his body up into the tree and into the blind.

"Really Mac?" She huffed looking up searching for him.

He chuckled and peered down at her, "Give me your hand if you insist on following me."

Her small hand appeared and Mac grabbed her wrist feeling her hand close around his own and he hauled her up with ease. She made a surprised noise in the back of her throat as he deposited her in front of him. Releasing her he dropped back against the wall again his eyes shutting and tuning everything out around him.

Andrea moved next to him setting back. She was quiet for once but he knew she was working herself up into some long ass rant and blew out a breath. He really didn't want to hear this shit right now. It was a done deal. He wasn't the type to abandon family no matter how much of a douche bag cock sucker Merle was half the time. Daryl wouldn't either and he knew Daryl would take off to Atlanta regardless and Mac couldn't and wouldn't let his twin go without him.

"It's going to be weird not hearing your snarky comments everyday." Andrea laughed.

Mac smirked, "Gonna be weird not checking your tits and ass out all day."

He felt her laugh next to him and shook his head. She really did have a nice set and a perfect heart-shaped ass he wanted to sink his teeth in and mark. He couldn't count how many times he'd jerked it already thinking about her ass the perfect shade of pink and red mix just before he pounded into her. Shaking himself from those thoughts as he felt his groin tighten he opened his eyes reveling in the cool air once again.

Snapping his eyes up to hers as she suddenly straddled him, "I'm going to miss your bullshit. I'm going to miss you and Daryl fighting back and forth. I'm going to miss the way you strip your shirt off and walk around like no one matters." Her voice was soft and lilting calling to his blood.

Mac tilted his head to the side seconds before tangling his hand in her hair and jerking her head down to him. Their mouth meeting with a fever they both needed fixed. She moaned and he growled his tongue sliding against hers fighting for control and him refusing to give an inch of it. Jerking her head back and pulling away from her mouth he panted looking at her. His hand in her hair was keeping her from moving her head but her hands were working the buttons on his shirt quickly. Her hips were rocking down into his groin causing him to harden further to the point it was almost painful.

Releasing her hair and jerking his shirt the rest of the way off he watched as her own was lifted over her head. She was left in a white lace bra that left little to the imagination. Leaning forward he closed his mouth over her hardened right nipple the material and his teeth scraping against it causing her to moan louder.

Releasing her from his grip he pushed her off his lap looking up at her, "Pants. Off. Now."

Her boots were kicked free in no time and Mac started working his belt open watching the show she was putting on. Her pants slid down her thighs with a delicious ease making him wish it was his tongue on her skin like that as he tasted every inch of her. Her thong matched her bra leaving even less to the imagination and he growled jerking her to him but keeping her standing. Running his nose up the her thigh to the apex he breathed deeply his hands kneading her ass, the ass he had wanted to sink his teeth into for weeks now.

Pulling her panties to the side Mac slid one of his fingers through her slick folds causing her hips to jerk. Her eyes were bright and on him as his tongue slid along her hip and the waist of her thong. Tongue dipping underneath every so often causing her breath to hitch and her body to tremble more. Jerking them down her thighs quickly leaving her exposed to him he pushed her thighs apart and let his tongue dip into her center refusing to leave here without tasting her.

"Mac." She purred her hand sliding into his short hair and pulling him into her more. He grunted at the motion and her grip tightened as her hips rocked against him. Mac chuckled against her and she gasped the vibrations burning through her body and teasing her clit.

Mac jerked back from her coming up on his knees in front of her as he spun her around. His hands slid up the backs of her thighs cupping her ass roughly as he kneaded the smooth expanse of her ass. She had a perfect ass and he knew, just fuckin' knew i was the kind that'd make a man want to take a bite out of it.

Leaning forward Mac let his teeth bite into her skin not giving her a warning and her knees buckled causing him to catch her. Setting back on his heels she was in his lap her breath tearing ragged from her as his hands came up cupping her still covered breast. Not bothering with removing her bra he jerked the ups down letting the bra force her breast up and together. Rolling her nipples and pulling on them, "Speak to me Andrea...let me know this is what you want. Cause I aint stopping once I start." Mac warned.

Andrea looked over her shoulder her hand coming up over his hand on her breast and making him palm it. "Fuck me already Mac." She purred.

He felt his cock twitch in response and pushed from his lap onto her knees in front of him. Letting his pants fall around his knees he pushed on her till she bent at the waist dropping to all fours for him. Fingers tracing the bite mark he smirked knowing it'd bruise and she'd feel it for a while, every time she went to set down.

Lining himself up with her he groaned at how wet she was and let the tip slip just inside her holding her hips still. She was pushing back trying to take him in but he kept her in place. Teasing her just before he thrust forward letting himself be sheathed in her completely.

Andrea pushed her legs wider apart and dropped down on her forearms bracing herself for him. Mac arched an eyebrow at her and she smiled over her shoulder, "If it's going to be a good bye fuck I wanna feel it for a while."

His eyes blazed and he felt his cock swell at her words as he snapped his hips into her harder rocking her entire body forward. He'd make sure she felt it alright. Circling his hips against her while he was flush with her body he groaned feeling her trying to stretch to accommodate his size. Without warning he snapped his hips into her again circling them on the back stroke causing her to moan.

Grabbing her shoulder with his left hand he braced himself and started a furious pace that had them both sweating. The only sounds were that of their fevered flesh meeting, her moans, and his curses. She pushed back meeting him thrust for thrust and Mac growled feeling his balls tightening as he neared the end of this ride. Goddamn he was gonna miss this piece.

"Fuck." He snarled slamming into her harder, "Tight."

Andreas arms gave out and her chest landed heavily on the floor causing Mac's body to loom over her just as their orgasms rocked them both. Planting his hands next to her head with her pussy coiling around his throbbing cock like a snake he groaned his knuckles turning white on the floor. Andrea whimpered when he pulled himself from her and he set back on his heels looking at her ass as it set in front of him. She was marked by him and he smirked watching as she dripped his cum down her thighs. Setting up he wiped himself clean and jerked his jeans up as she moved onto her ass trying to get her breath.

"Do you have to go?" She panted.

Mac looked at her and nodded, "I do."

She sighed and pulled her underwear up her thighs but Mac jerked them from her hands. She grabbed for them but he shoved them in his pocket shaking his head, "Said you wanted to a reminder I gave you one."

She smiled at him and shrugged her shoulders, "Fair enough."

Mac moved over to the drop off of the blind and motioned for her to come to him. Dropping down he got her to let herself out and caught her setting her down. She stumbled her legs shaky and he snorted, "Gotta get you back before they bring pitchforks thinking im murdering you."

She laughed shaking her head, "Daryl was the only one who seen me follow you."

"That's worse." Mac laughed.