Overprotectively Rough

Beth blushed a little as the man from a neighboring group attempted to flirt with her. She found it flattering, especially since she'd had two kids. When she saw Daryl approaching she just smiled a little as she tried to turn the man down gently. He wasn't going to leave it be though. She shrugged as Daryl walked over and wrapped his arm around her waist, fisting her hair and tipping her head back, kissing her roughly. It took her breath away and made her wet as she pressed her body against his, gripping his shirt. She loved when he got like this. After fifteen years together he could still fire her up and make her feel like she was nineteen again. He pulled back slowly and looked at the man who'd been flirting with her. "She's claimed," he growled out before pushing her in the direction of their tent, giving her a slap on the ass. Beth laughed and all but ran to their tent. She knew exactly where this was going and she was beyond ready for it. She climbed inside and watching him zip up the door.

"God that was hot," she moaned, pressing her body up against his, pulling his shirt from his shoulders. She ran her nails lightly down his chest and he fucking purred for her, gripping her shirt and ripping it open, sending buttons flying. He roughly pulled her bra off and turned her around, forcing her down to the ground. Beth moaned as she pressed her ass back against his. Her hands moves to her jeans, opening them and pushing them over the curve of her ass, pressing back against him.

He chuckled and bent over her back as she got herself naked for him. "Are you hot for me?" he asked, kissing a trail up her back until he got to her neck. He bit down hard, sucking on the skin. Beth moaned and clawed at the bottom of the tent. He left his mark on her neck so everyone would know that she belonged to him. She whined when she felt him slip himself out from his jeans. He took his cock in his hand and ran it up and down the length of her pussy, soaking it in the fluid that leaked from her. "You're fucking soaking," he growled out, fisting her hair in his hand.

Beth moaned and pressed back against him. "Daryl, please," she begged. "I need you."

He chuckled darkly, slowly pushing his cock into her. "I love it when you beg," he told her as he slowly slipped inside of her. Beth moaned, throwing her head back as he stretched and filled her. Nothing felt better than sex with Daryl. "Who do you belong to?" he asked when he was fully seating inside of her hot pussy.

"You," she moaned out, rolling her hips, trying to get some friction to ease the ache between her legs.

He growled and slapped her ass, hard, the smack echoing in the tent. "Dirty girl," he ground out. "You're just a little slut for my cock, aren't you?" he asked, slowly pulling out of her. Beth gasped, her fingers looking for something to grab as the sensations sparked lightning inside of her. He slapped her ass again. "Aren't you?" he demanded.

"Yes," she whined. "God yes, please."

He smirked and slammed back into her, pushing the air from her lungs as she slammed in deep. "That's right, you're my little slut." He smirked and rode her hard, leaving bruises on her hips, teeth marks all over her neck and shoulders, pulling strands of hair from her scalp. She shut her eyes tight as the ball of fire in her belly grew and grew. She was going to come, soon. She never lasted long when he was rough and possessive with her. He slapped her ass again, and slammed in deep. "You're going to come for me, ain't ya?" he asked, bending down over her. Beth nodded her head; words were a foreign concept to her. He chuckled in her ear, biting down on her neck. "Then come, my little slut, I want to feel you soaking my dick."

Beth cried out as she came, hard, stars dancing behind her eyelids as her body tensed up, her pussy clenching down around his cock. He groaned in her ear, but held back his release. Beth's eyes rolled as she realized what he wanted. He slowly pulled away from her and flipped her over, gripping her by the hair and pulling her head to his cock. "You know what I want," he growled as her panting breath blew over his sensitive head. "Suck my dick."

Beth moaned, wetting her lips before slowly taking him into her mouth. His grip on her hair let her know that he was very much in charge as she started to blow him. The fact that she could taste herself on him was just a bigger turn on. He growled over her as he started to thrust his hips, fucking himself with her mouth. Beth moaned, her hands running up his thighs. "Fuck, here it comes," he warned her. "Swallow it." Beth moaned as he came into her mouth and swallowed everything.

They fell back, collapsing to the floor, panting and gasping for air. She rolled into his side and cuddled against his chest. "I love you," she whispered as the sweat dried on their skin.

He smiled and pulled her close. "Love you too."

"You son of a bitch!" They both jolted up when they heard their son. "I'm going to kill you." They quickly got dressed and ran out to see what was going on. Norman was standing over a kid who was holding his bloody nose; Emily was behind her older brother, shaking. "I catch you around here again and I'll feed you to the walkers. Leave my sister alone."

"What's going on?" Daryl asked as the kid ran off. Emily ran to her mother and wrapped her arms around her. Beth frowned and looked at Daryl.

Norman looked up at them. "He was trying to get her shirt off," he growled. He glared and looked at the direction he'd run in. "Shoulda killed him." Daryl smirked a little, crossing his arms and nodding his head approvingly. He was teaching his son well. Beth kissed Emily's head and took her back to the tent. "She gonna be okay?"

Daryl nodded and put his arm around his son's shoulders. "Yeah, she will be, your mamma will make sure of that." Norman nodded a little as he picked up his crossbow. "Goin' huntin'?" Daryl asked.

Norman shook his head. "Carl and I got watch tonight."

Daryl nodded his head. "Stay safe, and don't give Carl a hard time."

Norman smirked a smirk Daryl knew all too well. "Not a chance." He watched his son walk off and shook his head. Yeah, he was going to be just fine. He went back to his tent to check on his baby girl.