Daryl scrubbed his face as he walked down the hallways leading to the bedrooms. It had been a long fucking day of killing walkers and trying to secure their new home. He was beyond tired. He opened the door to his room and walked in, stopping when he saw Beth, looking up at him, half naked. Daryl realized he hadn't walked into his room; he'd walked into her room. She was blushing, looking at him, but she didn't make a move to cover herself and Daryl took the opportunity to stare at her naked chest. "Close the door," she whispered. Daryl reached behind him and slowly closed the door. When it clicked shut she slowly walked over to him, pushing his vest off his shoulders. He wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not, but when she unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off of his arms, he didn't really care.
He cupped the back of her head and kissed her, pulling her against him. Beth moaned into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair. His mind was quickly clouding over, his nerve endings igniting as she stirred something inside of him he hadn't felt in a long time. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd been this close to a woman. He acted without thinking, not giving her a chance to either. His hands cupped her ass and he lifted her off the floor, carrying her over to the bed and laying her out on it.
Daryl kissed her as his hands ran up her sides, her back arching under his touch. He'd always thought Beth was a virgin, inexperienced, but, as she arched under him and the way she rolled her hips against him blew that theory completely out of the water. He groaned into her mouth as she ran her nails lightly over his back, sending delicious shivers down his spine. Daryl kissed a trail down her jaw and neck, over the slope of a creamy breast and licked around her nipple, drawing it into a hard peak. She gasped, arching into his mouth when he wrapped his lips around her nipple and sucked on it. "Daryl," she moaned out, her fingers tangling in his hair, pushing his head closer against her. He smirked around her skin and popped the button on her jeans, easing them and her panties over her hips and down her legs.
He pulled away, sitting back on his haunches as he pulled her clothes off of her ankles, dropping them over the side of the bed. Beth quickly sat up, looking up at him as she unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down his legs. Daryl bit his lip as she wrapped her hand around his hard, aching cock. He looked down at her as she stroked him. He knew this was probably a bad idea, but he really dint care. Daryl cupped her face in his big hands and kissed her, lying her back against the sheets as he settled himself into the cradle of her hips. They both moaned when his cock brushed against her dripping pussy. She was drenched, heat against him.
"Daryl please," she begged, rolling her hips against him.
"Wrap your legs around me," he told her as he started to slide inside of her. she moaned, her nails biting into his shoulders as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She was perfection around him, hot, so wet, and she gripped him like a vice. "Fuck, Beth," he swore, his forehead falling to her shoulder as he tried to adjust to her. "You're gonna kill me."
Beth kissed his neck, her hands running down his back, her hips rolling against him. "God, Daryl," she moaned out, her breath ghosting over his hear, her voice an aphrodisiac in his hear as she rolled her body against him.
Daryl slowly pulled his hips back before slamming forward again. He gripped her hips tightly, crashing against her over and over again. Beth was clawing at his back, her hips rocking against his, thrust for thrust, moaning his name, her body undulating under his. He groaned when she bit down on his shoulder, trying to muffle a particularly loud moan. "Shit, Beth," he groaned out as he felt both of their orgasms barreling down on them. "Not gonna last long, sweetheart."
Beth nodded her head, her pussy contracting around his cock, almost violently. "I'm so close, Daryl," she gasped out, her nails biting into his skin, drawing blood. He groaned and slammed against her. "Oh my god, Daryl."
"Fuck," Daryl grunted as Beth came around him, choking hid cock and pulling his orgasm from him. His body shuddered as he emptied himself inside of her. Shaking, sweaty, and gasping, Daryl fell to the sheets beside her and covered his eyes with his arm. He wrapped it around Beth's waist as she rolled onto her side and rested against him. They had no idea what this meant for their relationship, but as sleep pulled at them and they held each other, completely satisfied, they really didn't care.
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Beth and Daryl: Mature Stories💕👌🏽🤘🏾
RomanceDifferent Scenarios of Hard Passion and love between our very own Waking Dead Characters Beth Greene and Daryl Dixon❤ Also I do not own of these stories, I just find them and want to share them from the internet. Credit goes to the BETHYL Fanz and...