Chapter 11

Daryl felt like a bastard. He had his tongue deep inside Beth and she had her hand covering her mouth, trying to stifle the moans that were escaping despite the gag he'd put on her. He let his tongue slid up from her dripping opening to circle her clit in lazy figure 8's. Beth jerked her hips up and she turned her head to the pillow as her body trembled violently with her release. Daryl kept up his ministrations until she finally stopped twitching.

He gave her pussy a soft kiss and went up to lie beside her. He had taken nearly every bit of innocence this young girl had to offer. He removed the gag and smoothed the hair out of her face. She was getting louder every time and soon his tongue and fingers wouldn't be enough for either of them. Beth kissed him gently on the nose and made her way down his body, Daryl put his hands behind his head as she removed his cock from his pants, he didn't want to be tempted to grab her hair. She gave him a warm wet kiss right on the tip of his throbbing member then took him in her hot little mouth. Daryl breathed in deep to keep from letting out a loud groan of his own. He had taught Beth well, she could nearly take all of him. He gave up the fight and tangled one hand into her long blond lock, careful not to be too forceful he set the pace he wanted. It didn't take long for Beth to bring him to the edge, his balls tightened and he unloaded inside her sweet mouth, just like he'd taught her, she swallowed every drop.

Merle was outside his tent smoking a cigarette, now that he knew about Daryl and Beth he noticed when then they would sneak off to be alone. Right now his baby brother probably had that girls legs wrapped around his head. He took another drag of his cigarette and slid his hand down his pants. He conjured up his favorite moment with Emily.

He'd just finished fucking her like a dog in heat a few minutes ago and now they were naked waist deep in the creek by their camp washing away all the dirt and grim that had built up over the last few days. He was telling her about the time he'd gone to juvie for flinging pumpkins at his middle school. He was lost in his memory when Emily splashed him in the face. He was angry for a second until he saw the devilish gleam in her eye.

"Oops," she said, swimming away slowly. "Did I interrupt?"

He watched her ass flex as she moved through the shallow water and wiped his face. "What's the matter sweet cheeks, didn't like my story?"

She turned around and looked at him, "I love your stories Merle." She gave him a genuine grin. "I just wanted to see what you'd do." She swam backwards, her breasts peeking out from the water.

"Did you now?" he moved lightning quick, pouncing on her before she even knew he was coming.

They hadn't fucked, no, they got into the mother of all splash and tickle fights. Emily was violently ticklish and he'd sported a black eye for a week after their battle, but he'd won. She had begged him for mercy and fallen limp into his arms when he'd finally relented. Daryl had scolded them for days after, they were "damn fools, liable to bring a swarm of geeks on them, with all that fuckin' noise."

Merle closed his eyes and worked his shaft, cuming with the vision of Emily's naked body splashing in the water, giggling with that sweet smile on her face.

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Emily was trying to love Murphy and she was almost succeeding. He made her laugh, not in the same way as Merle but he was funny and he always treated her like a lady. Connor did too even though she wasn't sleeping with him, they treated her like all the fairytales said men were supposed to treat women and it was hard not to like that.

She watched her lover from across their small camp, he was beautiful. She was one of the most important people to this gorgeous man, she could hardly believe it. Emily had been on the chunky side her whole life and she was teased as a child. When she grew up men didn't pay her much mind, she'd tried to make up for it by being extra cheerful, someone had told her that you got what you put out into the world, up until now it had never really worked. Men didn't pay the chubby friend any attention and when they did she'd tried so hard to be what they wanted that they got bored and dumped her, at least that's what her sister said.

She'd broken that pattern since the world went to hell. It started with Merle, he had a way of getting her to spill her real feelings about things and he was basically impossible to faze, he brought out her playful side. She'd made it a game to try and shock the older man whenever possible, she never did but they had fun with it.

Murphy on the other hand made her feel so comfortable that she just said what she thought. He had yet to judge her and she loved that about him. He didn't seem turned off by her insecurities, instead he tried to build her up and she did her best to make him feel happy and wanted. Merle was finally fading, the pain of being thrown away by him was slowly disappearing. She pinned her hopes on Murphy now.

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Daryl walked back to his tent, to find Merle sitting outside waiting for him.

"We need to leave Daryl." He let out a deep breath.

"Yeah, we keep this up we're getting caught. It won't be good for us." Daryl chewed on his lip, a habit he always went to when he was nervous or upset. Merle looked away, then nodded.

"So we leave tomorrow, this shit with that kid Rick found is trouble too. Rick and Shane are gonna butt heads soon. It's drama we don't need."

"yep." Daryl answered.

"We can take her." Merle looked at his brother. Daryl looked up at him, then glanced back at the farm.

"No, she's a virgin, she's innocent. We can't take her from her family. She wouldn't come with us anyway." He looked down at his shoes.

Merle stood up, "I think you're wrong about that last part, seen the way she looks at ya. Think about it brother." He ducked to go into their tent but paused. "I want to find Emily." He didn't turn to look at his brother, but he waited for an answer.

"'Bout time." Was all Daryl said. Merle smiled and went into the tent. That night was the best night's sleep he'd had in a long time.