Mutated Crows

After a few hours of non-stop passionate intimacy, Betty couldn't take it anymore and fell unconscious. I finished cumming one last time inside her pussy, then gently set her in a comfortable position to rest. After covering her with a blanket, I dressed, exited the ambulance, and closed the doors quietly behind me.

Even though the ambulance was parked far from the others, Betty's intense and passionate moans had been audible to the group. As I stepped out, I noticed that most of the women were blushing as they glanced my way. The men, on the other hand, didn't seem pleased; some wore expressions of irritation, especially those who had harbored crushes or one-sided affections for Betty.

However, the core members of the group—the "main cast"—didn't seem to mind my actions, viewing it as a personal matter between Betty and me. They remained neutral and unbothered. Claire, on the other hand, was a different story. Her eyes were alight with a fiery determination, her face tinged with redness. Her expression and subtle gestures clearly conveyed that she intended to seek me out later that night.

Catching her glance, I responded with a knowing smile and a slight nod, silently signaling that I'd be waiting for her. With that, I walked back into the motel to clean myself up and prepare.

Later that evening, after dinner, the weather began to shift dramatically. A sandstorm was brewing, and Claire and Leon quickly instructed everyone to spend the night inside the vehicles for safety. Amid the hustle and chaos of people preparing, Claire managed to slip away unnoticed—at least, she thought so. However, a pair of watchful eyes caught her movement.

She knocked softly on the door of my room, identifying herself before entering. Once inside, she found me lying on the bed, waiting for her completely naked. Without hesitation, she began stripping off her clothes, tossing them aside, and jumped onto the bed with an eagerness that made me smile.

Claire's boldness brought a smirk to my face as she eagerly joined me on the bed, her body pressing against mine as she straddled me. Her eyes, lit with a mix of determination and desire, bore into mine as she leaned down to capture my lips in a fiery kiss.

Her movements were unrestrained, her hands roaming my chest and shoulders as she took the lead. "I've been thinking about this all day," she murmured against my lips, her voice low and filled with pent-up need.

"Glad to know I've been on your mind," I replied teasingly, my hands finding her waist and pulling her closer, our bodies aligning perfectly. "I was beginning to wonder if you'd back out."

"Not a chance," Claire shot back, her tone defiant. Her confidence was intoxicating, and I couldn't help but match her intensity.

I flipped us over in one swift motion, pinning her beneath me as I gazed down at her flushed face. She bit her lip, a challenge sparkling in her eyes, and I couldn't resist leaning in to trail kisses down her neck, eliciting soft gasps from her.

"You're mine tonight," I said, my voice laced with possessiveness as I claimed her lips once more.

As my lips trailed lower, exploring the sensitive curve of Claire's neck and collarbone, her hands slid into my hair, pulling me closer. Her breaths came in shallow gasps, the tension between us building with every touch.

"Stop teasing," she murmured, her voice a mixture of frustration and desire.

I chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against her skin as I kissed a path along her collarbone. "Where's the fun in that?" I replied, savoring every moment of her reactions.

Claire, never one to back down from a challenge, hooked her legs around my waist and flipped us over, straddling me once again. Her hands pressed against my chest, her gaze fierce and full of intent. "If you're not going to take control, I will," she said with a smirk, leaning down to kiss me again, her movements bold and confident.

Her assertiveness only fueled my desire, and I let her take the lead for a moment, enjoying the way she moved against me. My hands roamed her body, exploring the curves of her hips and waist before settling on her thighs.

"Impressive," I murmured, breaking the kiss just long enough to look up at her, my admiration genuine. "But don't think I'm letting you have all the fun."

With that, I shifted our positions once more, pinning her beneath me as I trailed kisses down her body, my hands and lips igniting every nerve. Claire's soft moans filled the room, the sound driving me to push her to new heights of pleasure.

Time seemed to blur as we explored each other, the connection between us growing stronger with every kiss, touch, and whispered word. Claire's walls of resilience and guardedness crumbled, replaced by vulnerability and passion as we lost ourselves in the moment.

Eventually, as the night stretched on, I penetrated her pussy and fucked her hard without giving her any time to adjust. She didn't mind the roughness and even encouraged me to slap her ass as I fucked her from the back. I don't know how long we were at it before she was out of energy and we lay tangled together, her head resting on my chest as we caught our breaths. Her fingers traced lazy patterns on my skin, her expression content yet thoughtful.

"You're full of surprises, Ryan," she said softly, her voice carrying a hint of amusement and tiredness.

I smiled, running a hand through her hair. "And you're full of fire, Claire. That's what makes you irresistible."

She laughed quietly, a sound that felt like victory after breaking through her initial wariness. "You're trouble, you know that?"

"Only the good kind," I replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

For a while, we stayed like that, wrapped in each other's warmth, the world outside fading away. And slowly we fell asleep still embracing each other and my dick still inside her pussy acting as a plug to stop all the cum from leaking.

The next day began quietly, with the first rays of sunlight streaming through the thin curtains of the motel room. I stirred awake to find Claire still nestled against me, her breathing steady and her expression peaceful. Her fiery determination from the night before had softened into a rare moment of vulnerability, and I couldn't help but admire her.

I thought I had to save the group from the mutated murder of crows to make Claire fall for me, but I didn't expect this to be over so soon and so easily.

My thoughts were broken by the cawing of crows to gather their mob. Knowing what was about to happen I slowly placed my hand over Claire's mouth covering it shut and shook her awake preventing her from making any sound. Then I motioned for her to be quiet and gestured for her to hear the cawing sounds. 

Understanding the urgency of the situation she got out of bed with me and put on her clothes before stepping near the window to gaze outside through holes in the curtains. It was a larger murder of mutated crows. The abnormal number of crows scared Claire and reached for her radio to alert the rest of the group members and to leave the area as soon as possible without attracting the mutated crows's attention.

Both Claire and I silently headed for the motel's exit. Reaching the exit we silently decided on our plan of action without even discussing we under stood each other's intention. But a tin can being dropped and rolling on the bus floor made a sharp noise attracting the nearby mutated crows's attention. It immediately started cawing sending a signal of prey and to attack.

As the scene turned chaotic, with the crows flying around trying to attack the vehicles, Claire ordered everyone to depart, and she ran to her car, where K-mart was waiting for her inside. I knew from the movie that the ambulance would be stuck in the sand and have to be abandoned, and the bus would stay back for them. The mutated crows would swarm the bus, resulting in most of the people's deaths. So I signaled for the driver driving the bus to leave first but fate seemed to not want them to leave as they crashed into an electric pole in front of them.

On the other side, Betty abandoned the ambulance and ran towards me after she was unable to move it from the sand pit. Also, the bus was being continuously attacked by the murder of mutated crows breaking all the glass windows and trying to get past the wired mesh.

I drew my sword and channeled my energy igniting the blue flames on its blue blade making it even more brighter. I first dealt with the mutated crows that were chasing Betty, burning them to ashes with just a swing of my blade extending the flames like a flame thrower. After safely letting Betty enter my car I moved toward the bus burning all the mutated crows to nothing but dust.

The mutated crows were trying to attack the bus from all sides so I willed the fire to form a dome of flames around the bus burning all the crows that tried to get in. Due to low intelligence, all the crows rushed to their doom. I cut down and burnt those that were already in the dome.

In just a matter of a few minutes, the crisis was averted. Everyone in the group was surprised by my abilities but it was not the right time as they needed to street the injured and also assess the condition of the bus. With that, I went back to my vehicle and got in. Once inside Betty didn't leave the car to help the injured but helped me relieve my morning wood with a blowjob. This girl understands me and my desires well.