Servant of the Undead, erotic zombie horror free read

18 Sep

Isabelle Drake’s Servant of the Undead

If you’re new to this serial, you can start with Part 1, “Do it.” 

Part 19: “That’s more like it library boy.”

“What happens when we’re done? To me?” Hayden spoke over the bits of Rachelle’s conversation that drifted into the kitchen from the other room.

Mattie continued moving her fingertips across her breasts, playing with her nipples. “If I were you, I guess I’d want to know that too.”

“So tell me,” he asked, trying to ignore the truth that his cock was already hard.

She leaned forward and whispered, “Well, you see, it kind of depends.”

servant“On what?”

A bright flash of green passed through in her eyes. Hayden winced from the pain of his own excitement.

“You know I’m not wearing any panties, right?” She smirked, then leaned back and crossed her arms right underneath her breasts, shoved them up, her tight nipples straining against the fabric. One quick tug and those breasts would be in full view.

“On what?” he asked again.

A hard smile pulled on her mouth then she mouthed, no panties.

Of course, she wasn’t going to answer his question. Bitch.

Hayden did his best to ignore her comment, but the image of her bare pussy wouldn’t leave. “Fine.” He shrugged. “Let’s go. Follow your fucking map.” Hayden pulled his gaze away from Mattie’s body as he called into the other room. “Rachelle, you sure you want to do this?”

There was a pause in her phone conversation, then, she called back. “What, are you kidding? Of course.”

Mattie pulled her coat closed then moved to the hall. “Do you have some boots, Rachelle? A heavy coat? It’s going to be really cold and we’ll probably have to walk through some woods.”

76427d56da919410f7f4837af61bd7dfRachelle’s reply, Good idea, I’ll be back in a few was followed more pieces of her phone conversation and the thud of her feet across the wood floors.

As soon as the door slammed shut, Mattie’s coat was on the floor, and she was on him, grabbing his belt. When her fingers tangled, he unbuckled it. With one motion, she shoved his pants and briefs down. She grabbed his dick, caressed it, gently running her cold fingers up and down his warm skin. “If you hurry, she won’t have to walk in on us.”

The kettle’s shrill scream sounded.  Hayden scrambled to shut off the flame. “Turn around.”

Pivoting on the toes of her boots, she looked over her shoulder. “That’s more like it, library boy.”

“Don’t call me that.” He lifted her skirt and positioned his cock between her ass cheeks. “Hold on to the counter.”

Without worrying about whether or not he hurt her, he impaled her with a single sharp drive. She was tight, but her body accepted his full, hard length. He backed out and plunged in again. She bucked, encouraging him to pound into her and he did. Flickers of the constant sexual fire that she’d lit in him flamed and tore through his limbs in a fierce and angry blaze. He pumped his dick into her pussy with quick, remorseless thrusts, grabbing her hips, digging his fingers into her cool flesh. His cock got bigger, his sac tight, and she grunted as he ground into her.

Tremors rolled over her body, and he felt the walls of her vagina squeeze, starting to pull the cum from his dick. The last few thrusts were vicious and fierce, almost to the point of pain, but he couldn’t control himself, didn’t really want to, and he fell into the dark bliss of the mind-numbing physical release. The pleasure died as quickly as it begun.

He withdrew, pulled down her skirt then adjusted his own clothes.

Mattie looked him up and down as she adjusted the bindings covering her breasts. “Well done, researcher.”

“Why do you keep calling me that?” he asked, getting past her.

She picked up her jacket and followed him into the living room. “That’s what you do, isn’t it? Research.”

“I write for a tabloid newspaper. That’s not research.”

She kicked the back of his calf, and he stumbled until he grabbed the edge of the couch.

IMG_3723“You’re so smart, Hayden,” she said after a husky laugh. “I can’t believe you haven’t figured it out.”

He looked over his shoulder at her.

“What I want from you,” she said.

He pointed to his dick then moved as far from her as possible, stopping beside the picture window that looked out onto the street.

She zipped up her coat and folded her arms across her chest, a sold wall of stealth and wickedness. “A man like you, with so much to offer a woman and you think fucking is all I want?”

He looked out at the night. Rows of white lights blinked back at him. Snow lay heaped in corners, heavy and dense, turning into shadows as the sun set on the slow-moving city. “I don’t care what you want,” he said, watching yet another plow shove its way down the street.

“You ought to.”

Rachelle swung into the room, the giant fur wrapped around her body, Bean boots swinging beneath the hem. “You guys aren’t ready?” She glanced between them.

Mattie swept over and shoved Hayden toward the hall. “Get ready, Hayden.” She wrapped her arm around Rachelle’s shoulders, kissed her on top of the head, then took her hand to lead her to the kitchen. “I’ll make us some tea and make sure everything is taken care of out here.”

The sight of the two of them, hand in hand, narrowed Hayden’s focus to only two things. Getting what he wanted—something fresh to give Bob so he could get that something in return—and what he needed—a way to erase Mattie from of his and Rachelle’s life.

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Want more? The next part will be here next Sunday. Or, you can come over to the Servant of the Undead Wattpad page and read more for free right now. Unfamiliar with Wattpad? It’s an online community for readers and writers. Its filled with free fiction of all kinds. It’s easy to log in and get started; you can use your Facebook account.

Until next time, follow Lady Smut, we’re always here to inform, entertain, and keep you up to date.

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Isabelle Drake writes erotica, erotic romance, urban fantasy, and young adult thrillers. Best Friends Never, her newest release is the first in the Cherry Grove dark YA series.

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