So this is what they mean by post coital bliss. I can't remember the last time I had slept so well, let alone woken naturally feeling rested. It was more than just being rested though, I had this feeling of contentment. That everything was in it's place and was how it should be and that was something that I had never even considered possible throughout my rocky life. I finally felt home. And I knew that home wasn't this building. It was the three devastatingly handsome men that had taken me in to their close knit circle, and accepted me for who I was and what I had become.

They made me feel safe and dare I say it loved. This was all a fairly new concept for me and by that, I don't mean being dead. Although that is still pretty new and something I keep easily forgetting. Strange. It's like I always knew this would happen and it was just another phase of my life.

It was new with the fact that, other than Val, I had never really had anyone that truly cared for me. Maybe my mom and dad cared for me in some kind of convoluted and fucked up way. I'd like to think that they were doing me a favour by abandoning me all those years ago. That living with them would have been so much worse than being a victim of the state and the one truly unselfish act of their existence, was giving me the chance of a better life. I mean after all, if they hadn't have given me up, would I be here? Laid in the arms of this gentle beast of a man, with two others somewhere close by and all three accepting me so easily into their family.

Right at this moment, I felt lucky.

Optimism, wasn't usually in my repertoire. But it seems that one night in bed with one of these guys had made my future such a brighter prospect. I could only imagine what I would be like after all three. I would probably be channelling my inner Julie Andrews and spouting about how the hills were a-fucking-live!

Unfortunately, I believed the universe didn't work that way. With all this happiness, there just had to be a darker side to even it out. The universe needed balance to survive and I can't help but notice the new level of fear that had come along with my happiness. Up until now, I had always been pretty fearless. I believed that my life had hardened me to the world and nothing could break my confidence and that no matter what happened, I would always come out kicking some serious ass. I was a fighter after all.

But that wasn't the real truth of my confidence and bravado. The truth was that I just didn't have anything to lose. There is nothing more dangerous than someone you can't hurt; someone who doesn't give a shit what you do to them and in the space of a week this has been totally flipped on it's head. I now feared the outside world, I now feared that the universe will see my greed in taking all three men as my own and will dish out some kind of retribution to restore balance once again. Equal parts good and equal parts bad.

I felt the need to give back to the universe, some kind of offering to become worthy of this precious gift that I had been given, because I'll be damned if I was going to give up or lose any one of them. I'd already experienced that with Blake, even if only for a short amount of time and I was unwilling to go through that again.

But what did I have to offer?

Little old Agnes LeFay, born and raised in Mysterio, Alabama. With no known parents and no pulse to be found. But- The universe did have bigger problems on it's hands due to the Zombie apocalypse and all, maybe it's possible that it will over look this small town gal?

I'm not that lucky.

A thought occurred to me as I mulled over the conundrum in my head. The world as I knew it was dying, if not already dead. A mysterious pathogen was picking off the human race one by one and with no cure in sight, it was only a matter of time before it wiped out the entire human race.

But there was a cure.

I had it running through my veins, in my cells. I was a walking cure. I could save the human race. I mean look what my blood did to Blake. My blood would not only be a preventative vaccine, but would also bring back the infected from the brink of madness.

This could be my balance!

I needed to talk to the guys. They weren't going to be happy with what I was planning but I felt like this could be the only way to keep them safe and to keep us together.

My mind made up, I decided it was time to open my eyes and face the day. I would need to go back to my apartment at some point this morning. If I was going to face the guys, I needed to do it preferably dressed. In probably something kick ass and confident to prove to help drive the message home that I have the balls to progress my plan.

As I slowly opened my eyes to the warm sunshine, the almost ethereal beams of light highlighted gold and black eyes staring down at me. Pair that with a pantie dropping smile and you have one devastatingly handsome un-dead God. Holy fuck he was hot!

My brain now totally scrambled, I just stared up at him, smiling back like a total moron.

"Good morning, Beautiful." Blake leaned down and placed a delicate but lingering kiss to my lips. His full lips so soft against my own that they didn't feel real. I wouldn't have been shocked if someone told me I was dead -I mean really dead- and this was heaven. Totally fucking believable.

"Your brains been working overtime this morning, what had you thinking so hard?" He asked curiously when he finally pulled back, breaking the kiss and letting me breath once again. "You looked so peaceful when you were sleeping, then you got this deep frown in your brow like you were trying to figure out Einstein's Theory of Relativity." He stroked his finger tips across my brow, smoothing out the worry lines I had left there and relaxing my body back into the mattress.

"How long were you watching me sleep?" I asked cautiously, raising an eyebrow.

"A while." He smirked unapologetically.

"O-kay, that's not creepy at all." I quipped sarcastically trying to cover the fact that the only reason I cared was if he had seen me drooling over myself .

"Not when the person being watched is as beautiful as you, then it's to be expected."

"Naaaw, you're such a sweet creepy stalker. Come here and give me another one of those kisses." My inner woman screamed with delight when he complied. I could seriously get used to this.

"So are you going to tell me what had your brain tied up in knots?"

My brain finally re-wired itself and my plan came flooding back to me.

"Yes and no. I'm going to tell you, just not right now. I want to tell you and the guys together. I have an idea."

"What kind of an idea, because I have a few of my own-" His voice took on a seductive tone as he began kissing his way down my neck.

"All... will be revealed... in good time." I panted

"Oh. So, what should we do to pass this good time, hmm?" He's hand skimmed down the bare flesh of my side causing my back to arch and my chest to push into his. His smiled turned wicked and I was so close to giving in and handing my body over to him. But instead, I did something I knew I was going to kick myself over for the rest of the day-

"As seriously tempting as that is, I need to get showered and dressed ready to talk to you guys about my idea." I could see him about to voice his rebuttal so I cut in quickly before I lost my nerve. "And i'm also still a little tender from being savaged last night by this tall, dark and extremely handsome guy."

His face fell a little. Okay, that was totally not the reaction I was going for.

"Did I hurt you?" Concern was etched deeply into his breathtaking face.

"Only in the best possible way." I responded kissing the concern out of his features.

"Good." He breathed against my lips with relief.

I reluctantly pushed him back by his shoulders, feeling the cold of the room now his naked body was no longer pressed against mine.

"And as much I would love to stay here and repeat last night over and over and over again, I need to get ready to speak to you all."

Giving him a quick peck and nip of his lip, I bounded out of bed before his hand could connect with my bare ass in a playful slap as he growled at me.

I padded over to the closet and pulled out one of Connor's t-shirts to wear until I got back to my place. I couldn't help the loud laugh that broke fee when I saw the Ginger Ninja logo emblazoned on the front.

"What's so funny?" Blake asked amused by my amusement.

I turned and showed him Connor's shirt.

"Fucking Chuck Norris!" Blake guffawed as I laughed even harder, especially when the memory of him trying to impale me with the TV remote flashed through my mind. I was so wearing this.

Blake pulled on his boxers as I pulled the shirt over my head and let it fall to my knees. Together we headed to the living room. I couldn't wait for Connor's reaction to me in this shirt.

"S'up Chuck!" I called, smirking as I walked in to the room. Connor was sprawled on the far end of the couch, his arms spread across the back and arm. With one foot on the floor and the other on Jay's knee at the other end of the couch. His eyes raked their way over my body, starting from my toes and working their way slowly up my bare legs. His gaze so hot and intense that I could feel his eyes on me. They worked their way up and up until they landed on the t-shirt.

His silver eyes widened in shock before bellows of laughter belted out in to the room. Before I knew what was happening, Connor had risen from the couch and was now heading my way like a man on a mission. Grabbing me by the waist, he hauled me up against his chest. My arms and legs wrapping around him instinctively as he pushed my back against the wall. No, not the wall. Against Blake. His hands holding my waist to steady me as my back pushed against him.

Connor took possession of my lips. His kiss making my body melt between the two men as their heat enveloped me. Blake's arousal pressed firmly against my ass, adding a whole new level to my arousal.

Connor's mouth moved over my jaw, slowly making it's way down to that sensitive spot on my neck, just below my ear. He reached it at the same time as Blake's lips connect to the same spot on the opposite side. I threw my head back in a gasp as stars flashed before my eyes at the sensation. I nearly damn came just from that unexpected action.

Both men, tongued and sucked as my head whirled with sensation and my core melted. My hips began grinding against two sets of hips of their own accord. Rubbing first, against Connor and then bringing me ass back to rub against Blake. I did this over and over until I could feel that now familiar knot began to tighten deep within my body.

Blake's hands moved from my hips. One ran up my shirt to my naked breast, where he fondled and pinched the tender mound. His other hand, skirted over my hip to the front of my body and dipped down to the apex of my thighs. Rubbing the swollen flesh and pulling that knot ever tighter. I had never been so glad to not have a spare pair of panties this morning. There was nothing separating me from the guys touch.

Connor leaned me back against Blake's chest so he was now taking my weight. Checking that my legs were still tightly around his waist, Connor removed his hands from underneath me and swiftly took off his shirt, revealing his impressively toned chest to me. I couldn't help the urge to run my hands over his taught skin, lightly scratching the pale skin with my nails. Connor growled before reaching under me to the buttons on his jeans.

In one quick thrust, Connor entered me. The deep and thick penetration taking me by surprise. His hands found my hips once again as he stretched me to my fullest. His hips mimicking the torturous pace of Blake's fingers next to where we were joined.

Reaching one arm up and behind my head, I tangled my fingers into Blakes luscious hair, pulling it at the root as my other hand went down and between us, wiggling it's way down the front of his sweats until it encased his hardness. The three of us rubbed, pulled and pumped against each other and the feeling was amazing.

Connor's head ducked down has he thrust into me and took my other nipple in to his hot mouth. Electric sparks exploded in my chest as he began to suck. His handsome face now out of my line of sight, my eyes connected to searing emerald green ones over on the couch. And the sight before me took my breath away.

Jay lay sprawled on the couch watching the three of us intently as he pleasured himself to the rhythm of the guys surrounding me. His hand worked slowly up his shaft, swirling over the flushed red tip before working its way back down to the base. His other hand cupping and rubbing his balls underneath.

With Connor filling me, the feel of Blake rubbing me and him in my palm and the sight of Jay- I could no longer contain the frantic arousal that had built up inside me. My body took control of the pace and began working itself harder and faster against the guys, my eyes never leaving Jay's. Blake and Jay's hands picking up speed with my movements.

A pleasure that I had never even thought possible began to build inside me. This feeling was more than a knot, it was a whole fucking ball of tangled ecstasy and it was driving me crazy. Load moans and pants came tumbling out of my mouth as the guys worked me higher and higher. I couldn't take much more, I needed to release but the power of it scared me in to not letting go. I was holding back and it was becoming painful.

"Come on, Red!" Conner growled through gritted teeth, urging me on.

Jay's hand worked furiously against himself, pumping harder and harder. His green eyes burning into mine. When suddenly, they glassed over before rolling into the back of his head as he came with a loud groan and an impressive explosion.

The carnal sight pushed me straight over the edge, and the powerful orgasm that I had been holding back; ripped through my body like lightening. My whole body convulsed with pleasure and my head threw back releasing a loud cathartic scream. My hand pumped and my muscles spasmed bring both Blake and Connor over the edge with me with a roar.

The pleasure rolled on with no signs of stopping. I was vaguely aware that my writhing body was being moved but my brain had been completely short circuited and I couldn't string two thoughts together.

Finally, my panting began to slow and my tight muscles began to ease as the orgasm began to pass. My senses began to return if not completely frazzled.

All four of us were slouched panting on the couch, trying to catch our breath and recover from the frantic fuck fest that we had just enjoyed. I was squished in between Jay and Blake as Connor filled the space at the other side of Jay, still hanging out of his jeans.

"That was fucking amazing!" I stated, and three grumbling mumbles agreed with me.

I looked up at Jay's face, expecting his eyes to be closed like the other two. But I was surprised to see that he was looking straight down at me.

"You looked so fucking beautiful up there." I couldn't help the blush that spread across my face. I don't care, dead or not. Words like that were going to bring on some intense reaction.

"I love you, Red-" he whispered, so only I could hear. I didn't get a chance to process or respond because his lips pressed hard against mine, stealing my senses and a third of my heart.