Angel

Chapter Fifteen: Angel

I've always enjoyed sex. I didn't really sleep around back in the day, but I had plenty of boyfriends and a few one-night stands. Didn't we all? Plus, I've always been comfortable with my body, and that helps. Daryl isn't as open as I am. I had to beg and plead with him to have a "naked" day. And in the end, he liked it. Had him pinching my nipples all the time and damn, I sure love that.

It's early morning, and I'm lying here with him pressed up tightly against me. This bed doesn't make much else possible. I was a bit sore yesterday. He's bigger than I ever had, but I love the way he fills me. No one has ever made me get off like he does. I don't even have to rub my clit at all. He makes me come just by being inside of me. I going to see if we can try a different position the next time, which I hope is this morning. He's had plenty of recovery time.

I shift my legs and realize that I'm still sore down there. Don't matter to me much as I can take a little pain with my sex. Yeah, I'm a bit weird that way.

I haven't felt that kind of soreness in a while, not since...not since that night, I was gang raped. Damn, why'd my head have to go there? I don't want to think about those animals while lying in Daryl's arms. He wasn't like them. He makes me feel good, while they made me want to die.

My head goes back to the place I thought I had tucked away. I had tried to bury it really deep because I didn't want the memories to hurt me again. But now they are back. Hands groping me, slapping me, and shoving my legs aside. My clothes are ripped. One guy has my hands locked above my head. I feel grimy fingers squeezing my breasts as my pants are ripped off me. Then it's one animal after another invading my body. After a while, I just lost all the fight in me and just let them do whatever they wanted. When the sun started to come up, they slipped away, and I was left half-naked and totally abused. No one came to help me from the camp I was with even though I knew they could hear my cries. Everyone had betrayed me.

I didn't even realize that I had started crying until Daryl asked me what was wrong. I thought he was still sleeping. It was too hard to say anything right then, so I just rolled over, so I was facing him and sobbed into his chest. He didn't push me to explain, he just let me get it all out.

Finally, when I was all cried out, he tilted my chin up so I would look at him. "You gonna tell me what that was all about?"

"If I start telling you, you need to promise to let me get it all out. It's the only way I can do it." I hadn't told anyone what happened to me. Then again, there was no one to tell. I had been living on my own for a long time until I met Daryl.

"Did I do sumthin' wrong?" he asked.

"No. You've done everything right. Something happened to me a while ago, and I thought I had buried it, but it came back just now. "

Daryl's look of concern changed. His face got hard, emotionless. If I didn't know him like I do, he would be scaring me. "Tell me, Angel. Tell me everything."

So I did. I told him how Jason and I had just started having sex. He and his friends had joined our group about a month earlier. I liked him, and I thought he liked me. We would do our watched shifts together because it gave us time alone. Time with him away from his two buddies. Until that one night.

"We were on watch and should have been paying attention to what was going on around us, but instead we were making out, and he had my shirt open with a boob in his hand."

Daryl growled deep in his throat. It touched me that he didn't like hearing about me being with another man. "Thank you."

"For what?"