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Apex

Chapter Eleven: Ache

“How did we end up here, Savannah?” Eric sternly asked as Savannah watched him harshly tap his finger on a small stack of papers.

She glanced up across the table at Eric and his mother who were both glaring at her, no doubt expecting answers. She cast her eyes back down and slumped in her chair. She felt so embarrassed. If it had just been Eric pissed at her she might have been able to handle the situation but the fact that Courtney was also here was just too much. The woman had never liked her and she intimidated the shit out of Savannah.

“I... I don’t know... It just sort of happened.” Savannah nervously stammered, just praying that they didn’t start yelling.

“Thirty two thousand dollars in credit card charges just sort of happened?” Eric asked, his voice growing scarily deeper.

After a week of not seeing or even hearing from him Eric had apparently stopped by her place while she was out, unfortunately checking her mailbox on his way up and found a credit card bill. Which in turn led him to search her desk where he found the rest of the bills she had been hiding away. Under different circumstances Savannah might have felt angry that he went through her things but under the circumstances she knew she didn’t have any room to judge his actions.

“I’m sorry...” Was all she could think to say, wishing she was just about anywhere but here.

“Look at me, young lady.” Courtney ordered.

Savannah looked back up to Courtney’s face and braced herself for the tongue lashing she knew she was about to receive.

“Do you know how lucky you are?” Courtney asked, her voice somehow even scarier than Eric’s. Savannah remained silent. She didn’t know how to respond and instead stared blankly at Courtney.

“I guess not. Let me put it differently.” Courtney began. “If my son wasn’t here to take care of this for you how would you pay this off?”

“I... I don’t know...” Savannah timidly answered.

“The answer is you wouldn’t. You work at Hooters and it would be impossible for you to manage this amount of debt.” Courtney began, her voice steadily rising. “This is the sort of debt that puts people on the street begging for coins. Is that where you want to end up?”

“No ma’am.” Savannah whispered. She could feel herself on the brink of tears.

“Courtney and I have talked this over and we could only come up with one solution to this problem.” Eric said picking up the stack of bills. “First we’re going to be shredding all your credit cards. Then Monday morning we are going down to the bank and you’re going to add me to your account. From now on I will be managing your finances. Something I clearly should have been doing from the beginning.”

Savannah nodded in compliance.

“And finally you’re going to be moving in with Courtney.”

At this Savannah looked up at him wide eyed.

“From now on when you’re not at work you’re going to be there. You can consider yourself grounded until you can prove yourself more responsible. And I expect you do whatever my mother tells you, and to help around the house. She’s in charge of you.”

“Eric...” Savannah whimpered, desperately trying to think of a way to dig herself out of the hole she had buried herself in.

“I don’t want to hear it.” Eric said aggressively. “This has been a huge betrayal of the trust I put in you. I thought we had reached a good place in our relationship but shit like this really makes me think you’re nothing more than a gold digger.”

Eric stood up from the table and stormed out of the apartment before Savannah could say anything. His words had sent a stabbing pain through her heart and whatever self control Savannah had maintained disappeared as she broke down crying.

“I’m sorry.” She sobbed not really speaking to anyone even though Courtney was still sitting across from her.

“As well you should be.” Courtney replied standing up. “When you’re under my roof there are going to be rules. No more shopping sprees and no more going out partying like some spoiled child. You’re going to learn to act like a responsible lady.”

Courtney moved to leave the apartment. “Eric’s already called movers so I suggest you start packing.”

* * *

Valorie rubbed her gaping pussy as Eric climbed out of the bed, leaving behind the used condom next to her. After a month of rendezvous her womanhood had literally grown accustomed to Eric’s girth, but today he’d been rougher than usual and she was feeling a bit sore from the hard pounding he’d given her. She looked down to his white seed spread across her stomach and chest and began rubbing it into her skin with her other hand.

A month ago she would have been repulsed at the idea of doing something like that but there was a lot Eric had taught her to be less squeamish about. And besides that she’d learned that Eric’s semen was quite literally good for her. His semen, beyond carrying his sperm, was a cocktail of chemicals, enzymes, and microbes that would take years for Valorie to fully decode, but she had come to learn one very important thing. His semen had restorative properties.

This was why her throat hadn’t truly been hurting after she’d first deep-throated him, and had he cum in her pussy she had no doubt that she wouldn’t have been feeling sore at all. And while this side effect was no doubt a great benefit for him as far as coupling with women went it wasn’t it’s primary function. As it turned out the restorative property of Eric’s semen prolonged the lifespan of his sperm inside a uterus from the normal 5 days to an incredible 30 days.

And because Valorie wasn’t on birth control this would have guaranteed her becoming pregnant should he ever cum inside her. Hence the continued need for condoms.

Eric let out a heavy sigh from the bathroom and Valorie rolled to her side to look in on him.

“Is everything alright? You seem more wound up than usual.” Valorie asked as she watched him splash water on his face.

“It’s nothing. Just some issues with Savannah.”

Valorie frowned. She hated hearing about Savannah. “She’s more trouble than she’s worth.” Valorie couldn’t help but comment which instantly earned her a scathing look from Eric.

There were times when Eric would come to her to discuss his problems, which Valorie felt was immensely rewarding because he was confiding in her over Savannah or this other mystery woman. But today clearly was not going to be one of those days.

“I’m sorry.” Valorie apologized. “Why don’t you spend the afternoon here. I could go over my latest findings with you and if you’re in the mood later you can fuck my face.” Talking dirty was becoming much more casual for her and Eric always seemed to feed off of it.

Eric walked over to her, knelt down, and gave her a heavy kiss. His tongue pushing deep into her mouth. She’d come to love the feel of any part of him inside her mouth, whether it was his tongue, fingers, or cock.

“I can’t. I have to take care of some things this evening.” Eric explained after breaking off the kiss. “Besides, when was the last time you spent a night with Barry?”

Valorie rolled away from Eric and let out a frustrated sigh. The mere mention of her would be boyfriend’s name was enough to sour her mood. “I don’t know. What does it matter?”

Suddenly she felt Eric grab her by the shoulder and force her onto her back. He had a serious look in his eyes.

“It matters because if my plan is going to work he needs to believe everything is fine between the two of you. So you are going to spend tonight with him and make him believe you still love him.” His voice was brimming with anger.

Reactions like this used to scare Valorie but she’d come to realize that as menacing as Eric could seem he was always in control. No matter how angry he sounded or how roughly he treated her he never said anything that she didn’t actually need to hear or manhandled her in a way that really hurt her. And once she realized this she found herself all the more aroused by his sternness.

She had always been attracted to strong willed and confident men. From her father when she was a little girl, to Barry before she learned his confidence was just a facade. But with Eric she found that she was losing herself to him in so many ways. Of course she knew much of what she felt was due to the biological changes he’d made to her, but at the same time she was certain that there was more to it than that.

Eric was the progenitor of a new species, and he had the genuine willpower and intelligence to bring that new species to fruition. And Valorie could feel the desire to be a part of that, to be a part of him, both in her heart and in her loins.

“Do you understand?” Eric asked sternly.

“I do.” Valorie answered and bit her lip as she felt her desire for him growing inside her. “Fuck me again before you leave... without the condom.”

Now Eric raised his eyebrow at her. “Are you trying to get pregnant?”

Valorie reached down to his manhood and began stroking it. “I want to feel your hot seed inside me. I want you to complete our connection so that no other man can have me.”

Valorie felt Eric pull her hand away from his manhood and he pinned it down on the bed as he stared at her contemplatively.

“In two weeks Barry will be out of the way. Until then I want you to think of me while you fuck him.” He ordered, sounding somewhat intrigued.

Valorie pursed her lips at him. “He doesn’t fill me the way you do.”

This made Eric smirk and Valorie found herself rewarded with another hard kiss before he got up to leave.

* * *

Savannah felt both physically and emotionally exhausted. She had packed in a rush, not that she had a whole lot in her small apartment other than a ton of clothes, but it still turned out to be a lot of work to do on her own. And by the time she’d finished helping the movers get her things into the bedroom Courtney appointed her to she was thoroughly wiped out.

She looked around her new bedroom and groaned at the thought of now having to unpack all the boxes that filled it. The room was bigger than her old bedroom at the apartment but it still hadn’t turned out to be big enough for all her furniture, and Eric had arrived just in time to tell the movers that they could keep the things that wouldn’t fit. This pretty much left her with her bed, a dresser, her large vanity set, and lots and lots of clothes. He even gave away her large screen TV.

Savannah wanted to be pissed but more than anything else she still just felt bad. Eric seemed more relaxed than he had this morning but he was still very clearly angry with her, and Savannah couldn’t help but remember him calling her a gold digger every time he looked at her. And she had to admit that really was what she was.

She’d first started dating Eric with the hopes of stealing his money, and even after she’d come to realization that she loved him a part of her really just wanted access to all the wealth she knew he was accumulating. And while she hadn’t really thought things through when she was racking up her credit card debt there was always that voice in the back of her mind that said “Go ahead. It’s fine. Eric can afford it.”

But now she wished she’d been smarter about it because she hated the way it felt to have Eric mad at her.

Then almost as if on cue Eric stepped into her room and briefly looked around.

It was the first time he’d been alone with her all day and she knew she had better take advantage of the opportunity to apologize. “Eric, I...”

Before she could begin however Eric cut her off. “Dinner is ready downstairs.” He said and then looked over her in a way that made Savannah feel self conscious. “And change your clothes. My mother doesn’t want you dressing like a slut around her.”

Savannah looked down to her low cut and tight fitting tank top and her jean short shorts.

“I dress this way for you.” She couldn’t help but blurt out and immediately regretted it. Eric was giving her that look that said he knew she was full of shit.

“You and I both know that’s not true. Now change your clothes and get your ass downstairs.” Eric said turning away.

Savannah closed her eyes and sighed in frustration. She didn’t know what she was thinking. The whole “I dress this way for you.” line had worked on a number of her past boyfriend’s when they expressed concern about how much skin she sometimes showed off, but comments like that never worked on Eric. He always managed to see right through her. And so instead of apologizing the way she had meant to, she’d just dug herself deeper in trouble.

After taking a moment to gather herself she scrounged through her boxes and found a short sleeve t-shirt and a pair of regular jeans. Both fit her tightly to show off her figure but she didn’t have any clothes didn’t either fit tightly or showed off a lot of skin.

When Savannah got downstairs Courtney was just finishing putting food on the table, and when she saw her Savannah immediately knew her clothes weren’t to Courtney’s liking.

“Didn’t Eric tell you that I don’t want you dressing like a tramp in front of me?” Courtney asked sharply.

Savannah could feel her face flush with embarrassment. Her own mother had never cared one way or another how she dressed. “Y...yes ma’am, but all my clothes are still in boxes and this was all I could find right now.” Savannah replied nervously.

“Fine. Sit down then.” Courtney said while rolling her eyes at her.

The rest of dinner didn’t go any better. Most of it was spent in silence except for some brief exchanges between Courtney and Eric, but even that was strained as they both seemed to be in foul moods.

“Do you want anything else?” Courtney asked Eric as dinner finally came to a close and she began gathering some of the plates.

“No. Everything was delicious. Thank you, mother.” Eric answered and this seemed to make Courtney genuinely smile.

“Yes. It was all wonderful. Thank you for cooking, ma’am.” Savannah chimed in trying to be polite. “Can I help you clean up?”

Courtney gave her an irritated look. “No.” She said flatly and left for the connecting kitchen.

Savannah slumped down somehow feeling even more defeated and then looked to Eric who was finishing off his drink.

“Eric...” She called out to him meekly. He looked at her and raised an eyebrow. She wanted to apologize but could clearly see in his eyes that he wasn’t in the mood for it so instead she said the next thing on her mind.

“I... I don’t have any clothes your mom’s going to be okay with...” Savannah could already feel tears welling in her eyes from what she was about to ask. “Can I please have some money to go shopping?”

“I’ll take you out tomorrow.” Eric said coldly, but without anger which Savannah was immensely grateful for. “Go ahead and go to your room.”

Savannah nodded and slowly got up from the table and headed out of the dinning room. A quarter of the way up the staircase she heard Courtney starting to talk to Eric and she couldn’t help but pause to listen in.

“I don’t like having her here.” Courtney said.

“I know, but I need your help, mother.” Eric responded and a long moment of silence followed.

“Don’t do that.” Courtney said after a bit.

“You need it. You’re tense.” Eric responded. Savannah furrowed her eyebrows, confused about what they were talking about.

“Eric...” Courtney suddenly gasped. “Stop. Savannah’s going to be able to hear us.”

“I don’t care.” Eric said, a shuffling sound followed. “I want you and having Savannah here isn’t going to keep me from you.”

Savannah’s jaw dropped and her eyes went wide in surprise as it dawned on her that Eric was about to fuck his mother in the dinning room. Of course she knew he’d been having sex with her, he told her so months ago, but Savannah had pushed it to the back of her mind.

Over the next few minutes she listened to the faint sounds of lips coming together and the rustling of clothes. She imagined Eric and Courtney stripping each other naked as their lips interlocked and tongues intertwined. She imagined Eric touching and groping at the woman that was supposed to be his mother, and Courtney embracing and opening her legs for the man that was supposed to be her son.

It was sick and yet Savannah knew more than anyone that Courtney couldn’t possibly have resisted Eric if he wanted her, no matter what her relationship with him was supposed to be. And it was obvious what Eric’s motivation was. Courtney was hot with a pair of tits that even Savannah couldn’t compare to.

“Oh Eric!” Courtney sharply moaned and Savannah leaned against the railing.

Eric was inside Courtney now and Savannah couldn’t help but tremble at the thought of Eric’s girth filling the void between her own legs. It had been well over a week since Eric had last fucked her and as she listened to Courtney’s moans she couldn’t help but grow wet.

Courtney’s moans quickly began growing louder and soon Savannah could hear the wet slapping sound of Eric plowing into her. She remembered what it was like having Eric fuck her hard enough that her entire body would rock and couldn’t help but imagining herself in Courtney’s place. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he drove his cock into her hot pussy; one hand squeezing her ass to keep her in place on the kitchen table, and the other firmly groping her tit.

Savannah undid the buttons to her jeans and slid a hand into her pants. As her fingers came to her clit she heard Courtney’s moans sharpen in a way any woman would have recognized as an orgasm. She slid three of her fingers into her soaking cunt and imagined it was Eric’s manhood filling her.

“Oh God, Eric...” Courtney moaned, sounding as if she were coming down from her orgasm. “You’re so good...”

“You make me so hard, mother.” Eric replied and Savannah drove her fingers into herself harder. As depraved as it was to hear Eric say something like that, the way he said it made Savannah feel an incredible yearning. Both physically and emotionally. She desperately wanted to hear him speak to her with that same kind of passion.

“I love having you inside me.” Courtney now said breathily, Savannah only just able to hear her. “Keep going, baby. I want you.”

Kissing sounds followed and Savannah could almost sense Eric growing close. She desperately plunged her fingers as deep into her pussy as she could but it just wasn’t any good. Even as she could feel herself on the cusp of cumming her fingers just didn’t reach far enough or stretch her wide enough to get her off anymore.

“OH... I’m cumming!” Eric groaned loudly. “Your tits... I want your tits!”

More shuffling and the sound of flesh pressing against flesh followed as Savannah imagined Courtney getting on her knees to press her huge knockers around Eric’s shaft.

“That’s it baby. Give it to me.” Courtney said hotly as Eric groaned.

Feeling truly jealous and miserable Savannah pulled her hand from her pants and quietly began to make her way up the stairs not wanting to be caught listening in.

“Now look at the mess you’ve made, Eric.” was the last thing Savannah heard Courtney playfully saying as she made her way into her room.

Once her door was closed she stripped out of her shirt and jeans and climbed into bed. She was too depressed to deal with unpacking and just wanted to try and sleep but a few short minutes later she heard her door opening and saw Eric coming in.

He sat beside her on the edge of her bed, still naked after fucking his mother, and as she felt his hand gently taking hold of her head she knew what he wanted.

Before he even had to try and force her Savannah shifted into position and took Eric’s sticky cock into her mouth. She should have been repulsed as she tasted Courtney’s juices on his cock but she didn’t care. She was just happy to feel any sort of contact with Eric that wasn’t out of anger. And it was made all the more worthwhile as she felt Eric gently caressing her head as she cleaned his member with her mouth.

“That’s enough.” Eric said after a minute.

Savannah released his cock but kept her head in his lap. “I really am sorry, Eric. Please don’t be mad at me.”

“I’m not mad.” Eric said, his hand still running through her hair. “But it’s going to take a lot before I can even come close to trusting you again. You understand that, right?”

Savannah sadly nodded her head. “I’ll do whatever it takes. I belong to you, Eric. Just don’t give up on me.”

“I haven’t. That’s why you’re here.” He said as he stood up to leave but Savannah quickly grabbed his hand.

“Please sleep with me.” She said tearfully. Even if he wouldn’t fuck her she wanted to feel his presence next to her.

Eric leaned down and she felt his lips press against her forehead. “Not tonight.” He gently pulled his hand from hers and she watched him leave her room to no doubt join his mother in bed.

Savannah rolled away from the door and pulled her pillow in close to her body as she tried to console her aching heart.