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Rick brought a swift, heavy hand down against Daryl's ass, the smack of the flesh echoing throughout the room.
"Fuck." Daryl grunted loudly.
"Quiet." Rick panted. He grabbed a fistful of his hair and pushed his face further down into the bed.
Daryl gnawed at the pillows trying to muffle his moans as Rick pounded his stiffness into his tight hole, relentlessly stroking that spot within him in a way only he seemed to be able to.
Rick was trying to bite back his own moans, only shaky breaths escaping his lips with each deep, delicious thrust.
"So fucking good." He whispered, squeezing his eyes shut.
Between trying to keep quiet and keep from exploding inside of Daryl's trembling heat a moment too soon, he was working hard. The sweat dripping from his face and hair and rolling down Daryl's back, mingling with his own sweat.
Rick opened his eyes and glanced at the clock on the bedside table.
6:34am, it read.
He knew they didn't have time for this. They had to shower, get dressed for work, get breakfast for the kids and have them ready by the time Lori was there to pick them up, all within the next hour.
But waking up with both of their cocks hard and ready, and Michonne already in the shower, not there to complain about them wasting time, he couldn't resist getting a quick one in.
"Fuck, I'm close." Daryl groaned.
Rick shushed him again, this time hooking a hand around his face to cover his mouth, his other hand dipping underneath to fist his achingly hard cock.
He quickly looked towards the bedroom door, hoping Carl wouldn't knock or worse barge in.
"Shower's free." Michonne said cheerfully as she walked out of the steamy bathroom moments later, a towel wrapped tightly around her body and another one piled high on top of her head with her locs.
She stopped in her tracks when she was met with the sight of the two sweaty men fucking roughly on the bed.
"I knew it." She said, shaking her head. "Can't you two just jerk off in the shower like most guys with morning wood?"
They seemed to pay her no mind as she approached them, too lost in the intensity.
"Oh, my god..." Rick moaned softly, throwing his head back.
Michonne took in the agonizing pleasure on his face and immediately felt a familiar stirring in her center, which couldn't have happened at a worse time. But it was sexy seeing such vulnerable expressions on both of their faces.
"You horndogs are gonna be so late." She smiled and rolled her eyes, trying to ignore her own arousal.
"Get your ass over here, woman." Daryl said, breathless but demanding.
"No." She returned quickly as if she knew it was coming. "Seriously, you guys, we don't have time."
Her protest was half-hearted, at best. Her words were stern but the coy smile still stretched across her face said something entirely different.
He quickly reached over and grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her into the bed. Rick slowed his thrusts as they both snatched the towel from her body, the soft and sweet scent of lavender wash all over her dark, dewy skin.
"The kids are up, they're gonna hear us." She mumbled through gritted teeth.
"Then shut up." Daryl shot back, stuffing the end of the towel into her mouth and pushing her back against the bed, eliciting a muffled giggle from her.
He forced her legs wide open, revealing her smoothly shaved pussy, glistening with her wetness in the morning sunlight.
Daryl growled and wasted no time in devouring her. He couldn't taste her fast enough.
He slurped obscenely at her juices and sucked her swollen clit into his mouth, flicking the tip of his tongue at it.
Her hands instantly flew to his sweat soaked hair and her thighs gripped his neck as she squealed curses into the towel.
Rick increased the speed of his thrusts once again. The sounds filling the room were driving him crazy, his flesh crashing into Daryl's, their balls slapping against each other. The wetness of Michonne's pussy as Daryl slurped and sucked every inch of it while she moaned into her gag. The muted passion was too much, almost hotter than the three of them screaming.
Daryl began to moan against her clit as Rick pounded harder and reached down to fist his cock once again. Michonne's entire body trembled at the sensation.
She raised her head and pulled the towel out of her mouth. "Shit, that's so good." She hissed, locking eyes with Daryl, who could barely keep his open. She knew he was close.
"Are you gonna come, baby?" She whispered, reaching down between her legs to slide two fingers into herself as he continued to work her clit with his mouth.
He could only groan in response, his hands sliding up her body to grip her breasts, as if he were holding on for dear life.
Rick was fucking him at lightning speed when he felt Daryl clench around him. "Gonna come..." He choked out.
Rick jerked his cock wildly as he came, spewing all over the sheets underneath him and coating Rick's fingers.
He sank his teeth into Michonne's inner thigh, whimpering as the orgasm ripped through him from head to toe.
And like a chain reaction, Michonne flew apart just seconds later. Her body convulsing as she slammed her fingers into her soaking wet pussy. She quickly covered her mouth with her other hand to conceal her cries.
Rick was the last to let go, pulling out of Daryl and stroking himself as he erupted hot white streaks all over his ass and back, cursing under his breath with each shot.
"Goddamn..." He groaned, collapsing onto Daryl's back.
They stayed frozen in their positions for a few moments, trying to catch their breath and come down from their dizzying climax.
Rick's eyes fluttered open and he glanced at the bedside table once again.
7:13am.