Quaranteam North West Ch 21

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QT:NW continues the official Spin-Off for the Quaranteam universe originally created by CorruptingPower. You do not need to have read the original series to enjoy this one, but you really do need to start with Chapters 1-4 (I really suggest you read the original though, it's great!). Fans of the original should be pleased to know CP has approved the story and the continuity.

In this chapter you can expect MF, anal, flirting, and a fistfight.

Returning Dramatis Personae

House Black

- Harrison 'Harri' Black - Sheriff of Black County, 'Jason Momoa-looking motherfucker' mountain man (mixed heritage), former Army MP

- Ivy Gauthier - Quebecoise stripper, half-tattooed, Dirty Blonde anal queen

- Kyla Bautista - Trained dancer, Filipino Spy, Harri's Deputy Sheriff, Raven hair

- Erica LaCosta - Fiancee of Harri, Leo's sister, Italian Tattoo Artist, Dark Brunette

House LaCosta

- Leo LaCosta - Harri's best friend and former roommate, Italian carpenter, Erica's brother

Valkyrie Falls

- Abigail 'Abi' Jónsson - Harri's Personal Trainer, Co-owner of Valkyrie Falls women's athletic retreat, Icelandic Personal Trainer and Crossfit Competitor, Tall Athletically Muscular Blonde

Other

- Lt Col Miriam Abarbanel - Military friend of Harri's, Air Force Lt Col, Jewish heritage, Commanding Officer for Valhalla Hills construction and the Oregon Quaranteam research project

Referenced Characters

- Aria - Girlfriend of India, Stripper/Sugar Baby, Ginger, Member of House LaCosta

- Danielle 'Dani' - Australian stripper, Brunette

- Agent Greerson - Senior 'OGA' that negotiated Harri's land deal and dropped Kyla into Harri's life

- India - Girlfriend of Aria, Hippy Stripper/Sugar Baby, grew up in a commune, Brunette dreads and braids

- Kara Swiftwater - Harrison's high school sweetheart that ended poorly, community leader of the local Native band, Raven hair

- Melina Sanzo - Harri went to Eugene for her, Professional Fitness Model, Muscular Curvy Blonde

- Sara Sigurdsdottir - Co-owner of Valkyrie Falls women's athletic retreat, Icelandic Personal Trainer and Crossfit Competitor, Tall Athletically Muscular Blonde

- Spencer - Professional Fitness Model, Apprentice Personal Trainer, Athletic Curvy Blonde

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The feeling of Ivy's naked skin under my hands, especially after the day I'd had, was like stepping into a calm pool. Every soft squeeze and caress made me wonder again at how perfect she was.

"Oooh,

mon amour

," Ivy moaned as she leaned her back against my chest, sitting a little further down onto my cock. Her ass, with just a little lube, always astounded me at how quickly it could take me.

We were naked, up the trail from the Valkyrie Falls parking lot, and Ivy had practically scattered her outfit across the small clearing as she pulled her clothes off to get naked.

"I love you,

ma chérie

," I groaned, sliding my hands from her hips. The first I brought up her smooth stomach to her tits, palming one firmly and feeling the rubbery little nub of her nipple against my palms. The other I slid down across her shaven mound, pressing my fingers against it as I slowly inched them towards her pussy lips.

"I love you too, Harrison," she mumbled, throwing her head back with her eyes closed, resting it against my shoulder as she sat that last little way down to press her ass cheeks to my hips and lap. Her thick, dirty blonde hair smelled of the shampoo she shared with Erica, filling my senses with thoughts of them both.

We fucked slowly like that, me holding her and teasing her as I sat on my knees and heels and she bounced forward and back. When she'd met me in the parking lot I'd thought Ivy would want to

fuck

, but this was making love. Analy, but still making love. I didn't mind one bit that she was still holding onto her fear of getting pregnant - it had been drilled into her psyche for years due to her family situation; not by any forceful or abusive means, but just by what she'd experienced. A father who loved her and her half-sister, but had to rely on their grandmother for childcare.

I thought she would make an excellent mother herself, with how loving and emotionally attuned she was. Sure, she had a playful side that was a little immature at times, but she was still in her early twenties.

For the time being, however, I was more than happy for her to be my little anal queen.

As we sped up our fucking just a touch, her asshole slick from the lube and squeezing my cock tightly every time she pulled away, she grunted and paused, a small orgasm already rolling through her.

"Can you fuck me harder,

mon amour?

" she asked me, looking over her shoulder hopefully. "Your leg will be OK?"

I slid my other hand up so I could grab both her tits, massaging them. "I can," I told her. "How do you want me to fuck this perfect little ass, baby?"

"Doggy," she grinned. She pulled off of me, her asshole winking for a moment as she went forward onto her knees, but she spun around and sucked my cock into her mouth in a slurping ass-to-mouth spectacle. It didn't surprise me anymore after the dozens of times she'd done it, but it still struck me as such a nasty but intimate act. She kept herself clean down there religiously since we generally did anal almost every day, but it was still... It was like her telling me she would do anything for me. And I knew she would.

"Fuck," I grunted, gathering her dark blonde curls up in both hands as I got up onto one knee and started thrusting into her mouth. She hummed a laugh around my cock, dropping her jaw a bit so I could start facefucking her. "God damn, Ivy," I said. "You're so fucking pretty."

Her eyes were trained on me, and I could tell she liked the dirty-talk compliment. She pushed herself forward a little and on my next thrust between her lips she easily swallowed my cock into her throat.

"God, fuck-!" I moaned and pulled away, grabbing my slimy cock hard. "Baby, you almost got me there."

"Hmmhmmhmm," she laughed through her broad-lipped smile as she came up on her knees as well and shuffled closer. She kissed me lightly. "I missed you last night," she said.

"I know," I said. "I missed you too. But getting time with Vanessa alone was good, too. We need to do that soon for you."

"I would like that," she smiled, softly kissing her way around my cheeks. "I love Erica, and I like our bed, but once in a while being alone with you would be good too."

"Soon," I promised her.

"

Bon

," she said. "Now, fuck me like

ta petite salope, mon amour

."

I wasn't exactly sure of the translation, but I figured I got the gist of it as she turned on her knees and went to her hands, pointing her booty back at me. It took me only a moment to get back into position and start wedging my cockhead into her ass as we both groaned happily. This, I knew, was her favourite position. She liked being on top, but getting bent over and slammed from behind was peak pleasure for her.

"I fucking love you, Ive," I groaned as I started to rock forward and back, getting her ass ready for a pounding. Looking down at her back I realised that within months of meeting her, I couldn't see myself without her. She was unique. She was my heart. Her pale skin, her body split in half by the thin navy line that separated her 'clean' half from her tattooed half. Her hair, sometimes shimmering blonde, sometimes golden brunette, and sometimes almost ginger, always with her thick, wavy curls.

I even loved her moans, and out here in the woods we both let loose as I sped up my thrusts and she tilted her hips and bounced them back to meet me. Our skin was smacking together, the clap a dull rhythm in the trees. We were surrounded by nature - greens and browns on most sides, warm and close. To our right was the grey-brown of the ravine wall glistening with the broken thunderstones embedded in it who knew how long ago, and the cool reflection of the waterfall.

Ivy moaned and growled loudly, letting herself go as she came again. I could feel my own coming soon, but I tried to hold it off by focusing on the tight pinch of pain in my leg from my gunshot wound. After the hike I'd made to scout the Golden Beaver bar and the sovereign citizens who called it home, I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to put on this sort of a performance for all three of my girls at the Falls.

But I didn't have time to think of Erica or Kyla, because Ivy was moaning and mewling as she went from her hands to her elbows while I drilled her ass.

"Fuck, Ivy," I gasped. "God, you feel so fucking good. You're so fucking- ungh, amazing!"

"I'm yours, Harrison. All yours. Take my ass. It's yours forever," she groaned. "Yes! Use my ass. I love you. Use my ass,

mon amour

."

"I'm close," I gasped.

"I want it," she begged. "I want it, I want it."

"Where?" I asked.

"On my face. In my mouth. I want to taste you."

I pulled out of her roughly, giving her ass a hard smack on the tattooed cheek with enough force to leave a red handprint, and she turned and sat on her knees, putting her beautiful face right under my cock and opening her mouth as she stroked it with both hands. Her wordless sounds of pleading, and the eagerness in her eyes, pushed me over the edge as I exhaled with a heavy grunt and came, one ropey glob after another spurting onto her face. Her aim was a little rough, only two of the five strands of cum landing on her tongue and the rest dripping across her cheeks and nose.

"Huhuhuh," she laughed as the taste of my cum made her body lurch and rock, rolling into a fresh, chemically-induced orgasm. As soon as it finished, she pulled my half-wilted cock to her mouth and sucked, getting trace spikes of pleasure with every new taste. Then, keeping one hand on me, she used the other to fish the cum on her face between her lips.

It was a vulgar, disgusting display of love, and I was 90% sure it was Ivy being her filthy, perverted self rather than it all being the vaccine.

When she was done, cleaned up as well as she could without a mirror, I scooped her up from the ground and carried her over towards the edge of the overlook. I swept some loose stones and pine needles out of the way with my booted foot - we were both still wearing our shoes - and then laid her down and spooned up behind her as we looked out at the little waterfall.

"Now,

mon amour,

" Ivy said quietly. "Tell me what's wrong."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

She laid her head low and turned it so she could look back and up at me. "I could tell something was bothering you when you got out of your truck, Harrison. You were... how do you say it- Melancholic. Your smile when you saw me, I love, but before that something was wrong."

I sighed and leaned in to kiss her cheek softly. "You know me so well,

mon cœur.

"

"That one is new," she said with a smile and snuggled back at me a bit firmer. "I like that one on your lips. My heart."

"

Mon cœur,

" I said again with a soft smile.

"Now, tell me," she urged.

I told her. About the idiots at the bar, and the kids I'd seen there. I didn't care so much if the adults suffered from their own delusions and stupidity, but when it finally hit them the kids would be in danger. And I told her about how my investigation was stalled - the easy leads had already run out. If I was going to find any of the people who attacked the construction site, my land,

our home,

it was going to take a hell of a lot of luck, risking myself by going back to the Golden Beaver and sitting 'undercover,' or piecing together the fast food receipts and hoping to track down security cam footage to put together faces and start tracking names.

And then I told her about the Rez, and Kara, and the outbreak.

"You need to help her," Ivy said.

"I know," I said.

"No, Harrison," Ivy said pointedly. "You know, but you are hesitating."

"She won't let me save her if it means leaving her people behind," I said. "I can't make her take the vaccine and pick someone."

"She doesn't need to pick someone," Ivy said. "She would have you."

"She would pick a man from the tribe," I said. "Someone who needs to be saved."

Ivy just sighed and shook her head. "Then what are you going to do?"

"I don't know," I said. "I've been trying to think of something, but nothing... nothing I can do, no favour I can call in successfully, would stop their outbreak."

"

Mon amour,

" she said softly, turning on our rocky bed so that she was facing me. She put her fingertips on my chin and jaw, wiggling them in my beard, making sure I was looking at her. "You are trying to save the day, when you can only save the hour. What can you do for her?"

I took a breath, thinking of what Kara had told me. She was holed up in her place with her second cousin and her neighbour. Half the places on the Rez were double-wide trailers, and the other half were small homes; I wasn't sure where she was living now, but either way, she was in tight quarters with three women. That meant three people living off of whatever supplies she had, and knowing Kara she would have been donating anything extra she had to the Rez relief funds. Especially after the fire took out their community centre.

"Food," I said. "Water. Other supplies."

"You can bring those to her at least," Ivy nodded. "Then come back to me. To us. Just to be sure."

"Just to be sure, or because you want another round?" I asked with a little smile.

"Maybe both," she grinned impishly. I kissed her and she moaned softly and then patted my chest. "Kyla next," she said.

"What if I want you again?" I asked. "My little minx. My sexy Quebecoise queen.

Mon cœur.

"

"I could never say no," Ivy sighed, smiling sadly. "But it wouldn't be fair. Go to Kyla."

"OK," I whispered and kissed her again.

We almost didn't get up. Almost.

* * * * *

"It's dinner time," Kyla said, groaning as she stretched. Her bed was a little small for the two of us, just a twin since Valkyrie Falls wasn't exactly built with the expectation that people would be sharing rooms. I had no idea how Leo, Dani, Aria and India were making it work. Still, after our time in the RV, two people in a twin bed was comfortable and cuddling with my naked girlfriend was always welcome.

"Guess that means we should get dressed," I sighed.

She smiled and shifted so she was on her hands and knees overtop of me, looking down to kiss my lips lightly. "Well, I think

I

need to get dressed. I'm not sure how many people would complain if

you

came down naked."

I snorted and shook my head. "Well, Leo would for one."

Kyla smiled and gave me another peck on the lips. "That's fair."

We got dressed, me in the loose clothes that I'd arrived in and Kyla in a cute, comfortable outfit of loose sweatpants that hung low on her hips and a simple tank top with an unlined bralette that supported her tits but left them basically loose under the thin, stretchy fabric. Just hugging her from behind before we left the room made me smile as I squeezed her breasts and could feel her nipples through the two layers.

"Pervert," she snorted and laughed.

I kissed her neck and she groaned, pushing her ass back at me. I felt like a horny teenager again, first with Ivy and now with Kyla, dreading the need to stop the intimacy.

We made it downstairs without too much more groping and kissing and found that the open cafeteria area with the big exposed kitchen and the bench seating was almost full. With the addition of Leo's family and my own, Valkyrie Falls was almost at its regular capacity even if we weren't taking up all the rooms.

Dinner was an interesting affair - many of the women were on specific diets and Sara, acting as the nutritionist, had weighed and plated their portions. Some meals were vegetarian, one was even vegan, and some had no qualms about what they ate. Our families were also spread out around the room, not congregating together, which was nice to see. Kyla grabbed a seat talking with Spencer and another woman, and when I passed by Ivy at a table with Aria and two of the athletes I felt myself flush and didn't look over because I could hear her discussing anal sex, which probably meant she'd either been teased or asked about our time up in the forest. Other than Ivy's conversation, however, I got the feeling that the general emotional climate was a little depressed compared to most of the times I had seen the ladies in a big group. Many of them were at least trying to put on a good face for the others, but reality was hitting everyone hard again - the last time that had happened it was after we'd had to tell them about how deadly things really were out there. Now, after the bad news from my trip down south for Melina, and the looter attack on the construction site, and probably me getting wounded

again

... I couldn't blame them for getting some emotional whiplash. They lived here at the Falls in relative safety, but their homes and families and communities (not to mention country and world) were in chaos. Anyone they couldn't get a hold of for a call or who didn't reply to a text was another person who was more likely dead than alive. We'd brought that reality to them again, and morale was suffering.

I ended up sitting down at the end of a table with Erica, Leo and Abi. Erica welcomed me with a sweet little peck on the lips, which brought a faux-disgusted gag from Leo, which just encouraged Erica to kiss me more fully as Abi smirked at their sibling antics.

"Ivy told me about the Rez," Erica said quietly once the kiss and teasing was over. "I'm sorry."

I sighed and nodded. "I'm going to try and at least do a supply run for her. I don't know what else I can do for them."

"That's more than you

should

do," Leo said but held up his hands when I looked at him with a furiously confused expression. "Not like that," he clarified. "I mean you shouldn't be driving into an outbreak area at all. Wasn't the outbreak on the site enough to see how dangerous that is? And just because you have the vaccine doesn't mean you're immune."

That... was something I hadn't considered. In my head, I'd been thinking of being vaccinated as being safe, but that wasn't what that meant. Probably. I needed to call Miriam for more info on that.

"Abi, that face right there is my man realising he's going to do something heroic even if it's more dangerous than he thinks it is," Erica sighed, gesturing to my expression.

Abi smiled a little and shook her head. "Harrison, if you were not a Sheriff, I would say you should leave such things to the police."

I hadn't had a chance to talk with Abi really about what she thought about everything we'd revealed to the Valkyrie Falls women last night about the vaccine and our relationships. My girls liked to tease me that she was interested in me, based solely on the fact that she showered with us after our workouts, but I still thought it was just her being more European, or Nordic, in her temperament about nudity.

"I would have been helping even if I wasn't a Sheriff," I said.

"Hell, he

was

helping people before becoming a Sheriff," Erica pointed out, then turned to look at me full-on. "Just be careful. And, actually, if you're doing a supply run, we're going to need more frequent runs for here, too. We just added seven more mouths to feed that we didn't account for on the last run, plus you when you eat here."

"OK," I nodded. "I'll do that first thing tomorrow once the grocery store is open. Just get me a list together."

"I'll go with-"

"No," I interrupted my fiancee. "I'll do it alone. We don't know who might be around, or if I might run into the sovereign citizens. For now, I should be the one to do it."