Waking up the next morning was something Hellen found peaceful. The lightly snoring body beside her told her that Negan staid with her on her birthday night. Rolling over she looked at his sleeping form laying naked under his sheets.

They were in his room and had been since Hellen left her own party early to get away from all the people and noise. People made her anxious, even more so now that the only people alive seemed to be ones that killed to stay that way.

She didn't judge though she had no room to judge anyone as it wasn't her place. She wouldn't want someone judging her for the things she had done to get this way, so why would she?

Taking her hand she placed it on Negans bare chest and rubbed slowly. She enjoyed mornings like these. Mornings where she would be awake before him and just able to enjoy the quietness that they could both share while Negan was slowly waking up from her soft touches.

Looking to him, she watched as he exhaled deeply and his hand came up and covered hers making her stop her motions. His eyes opened as he glanced at her from under his lashes to see her lazy little smile.

"Mornin' darlin."

"Mornin'."

She replied as he brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it. She huffed amused causing Negan to grin and roll over onto her. His lips came over top hers in a welcoming manner. Inhaling through her nose deeply she felt his fingers moving under the sheet between her large thighs searching for her lips.

He knew he found them when a light gasp passed through her mouth causing Negan to insert a finger inside of her tight morning pussy. She whined pressing her body closer to him as she held him by the back of his neck. He grinned kissing every inch of her lips and moved his fingers in a nice rythum inside her wet cavern.

"You're tight baby girl."

Those words did things to her, making her tighten around the two fingers that was inside of her already. She mewed moving her face to be hid in the crook of his neck. Her breathing coming out in little pants as he kept moving his fingers.

She moaned and shifted her hips upward into his digits. He grinned.

"What? You want something baby?"

"Y-Yes."

She moaned rocking her hips up. Negan's grin spread wider moving his lips to over her neck and bit down and sucked lightly just enough to leave a light mark.

Negan was -- well, he was rather possessive when it came to her and even though everyone knew it, there was a deep longing in him that she knew about that made him have to have everyone know; she was his.

"You gonna cum, baby girl?"

"P-please!"

She begged. She never begged for anything except when it came to Negan. They both knew he got a kick outta it and it made her that much more aroused when she would have to beg to him.

"Look at you -- fucking beautiful... shit."

He whispered moving the covers off her body to see her whole shapely figure. Moaning like a late-night whore, Hellen reached her tongue out and licked across Negan's neck pulling a grunt from him before she started sucking along his skin.

Feeling her whole body shake she cried out with several jolts to her body. Negan's fingers were soaked as he removed them from her and brought them up to his lips to clean them. He hummed his tongue wrapping around his digits not leaving a trace of her juices behind.

"Commer baby."

He ordered moving to where she was sitting over top of him. A hazy feeling washing over her body as he made her sink slowly over his dick. The sensation was a burning feeling as she took his cock for the 3rd time in twenty four hours. Gasping and tilting her head back she rocked around over Negan's cock.

His hands coming out and running around her thicker stomach moving around her curves and grabbing her hips squishing them between his fingers.

"Damn baby girl! You're fuckin tight!!"

Hissing Negan helped her to move up and down over his cock. He was deffintly long and wider than any man she had been with - not that she had been with a whole lot of men to begin with - and the aching burn that shot through her body caused her a great deal or pleasure.

"Your -- your fault!"

She gasped keeping her head titled back as she rocked back and forth on his dick. He laughed squeezing her hips more as she road him. The perverted sound of skin against skin echoed in the room. Hellen bit her lower lip as she kept her eyes shut tight. Riding Negan always had her come several times before he ever would and the result would cause him to flip her over onto her back and he would plow her the rest of the way.

On her back and knees bent into her chest she was crying out with each thrust that he gave. Her body stiffened before she came over and over and over. Their eyes locked together as she held onto his forearms and road through the orgasm till Negan finally slapped a few more times into her and came himself.

He grunted before pulling out and laying down right beside her. The smell of sex heavy in the air of his chambers. Groaning a little Negan moved to prop himself up on his elbow as he glanced over her exposed body.

"I never understood what you found even remotely attractive in me."

His eyes move up to hers hearing her say that.

"Darlin your body can take more than any woman I've been with and I fucking love that shit. It's fuckin perfect."

He said running his hand over her breast and giving it a squeeze. She laughed a little rolling over to cover herself and move closer to Negan.

"You're actually being nice right now?"

She teased moving over to kiss his cheek. Negan scoffed amused turning his head to kiss her lips. He moved his arm around her body pressing her closer to his body.

"Did you enjoy your party?"

He questioned. She shrugged in all honesty she hated the attention. She hated the fact that everyone looked at her like she wasn't human. The fact that she held such power over the others. Shifting a bit she looked up at Negan.

"It was a nice notion and I enjoyed it for a bit."

Negan understood she had some people issues. He knew that back when he first found her she was distant, but slowly grew on him and he her.

"Not a fuckin problem, kid."

He said running his thumb over her arm. They laid there in silence for a while until someone came knocking on his door from one of his men. Sighing Negan rose from the bed and grabbed his jeans slipping them on to see what the hell the person wanted.

"And you can't fucking handle it?"

Hellen overheard as she was pulling her underwear up over her ass. His voice was annoyed and in a tone that she knew he was frustrated already. After shutting the door Negan walked back over seeing her sliding her own jeans up over her legs.

"What?"

"Your men you had sent out this morning for the dirt ran into a small herd."

"Anyone dead?"

"No, but they lost the truck."

"Idiots."

She huffed buttoning her pants and shifting around a little as Negan watched her do a little jig to get her pants up over her thighs and around her waist. Glancing over at him she seen him watching her from behind arching a brow she made a noise catching his attention.

"Wiggle that was anymore and you'll be outta them pants again."

She laughed a little giving one more good sway of her hips before she went to fetch her shirt.

Today was a complete shit show for Hellen. The men had made their way back to the Sanctuary and she was left to deal with them. Negan had told her that she had been the one who had given them the job so she got to deal with them.

And when she found them she cursed under her breath seeing that the boys were younger than her. In their early twenties it seemed. Standing outside in the garden with the two they nervously looked to the ground. Harrell not far from them watching nervously.

"Lemme get this fucking straight... You both were in the truck when you seen the herd. You got out of the truck and ran instead of turning the fuck a round and backing up?"

The one boy winced at her cold words. The other kept his eyes to the ground and muttered something.

"You got something you wanna say you share it with the class princess!"

She yelled her voice ehoing through the yard causing people to either watch or flee the scene.

"I - I said that we couldn't!"

He stuttered glancing up before quickly glancing to the ground.

"Why the fuck not!?"

"Because Marty broke the shifter!"

"Charlie!"

His friend hissed wanting him to shut the fuck up. Hellen narrowed her eyes toward the boy who hasn't spoken up till that point to hiss at his friend.

"Okay. Alright."

She said putting her hands on her hips and walking away from them. They both looked at each other before Marty turned and looked back at Hellen only to scream out when she hit him with a stick they had been growing the tomatoes on. She struck him right in the kneecap causing him to fall to the ground.

He cried out holding his knee. She hasn't broken it, just hurt him enough to the point where he fell.

"Next time you break or lose something you best hope you're dealing with me and not him."

She didn't even have to say his name for Marty to know who the hell she was talking about. Nodding quickly he sat up and rubbed his face while holding his kneecap.

"I'm deducting points for the lost vehical and broken shifter. One thousand -- "

"Please no -- "

"One thousand points!"

She yelled before throwing the tomato stick down at his feet.

"Clean this shit up and then yourself. You've got some point to earn back."

She said turning around and seeing Harrell standing there. He nodded toward her in a 'thank you' manner. Hellen nodded back everyone knowing that she could have given him the iron or worse -- but she hadn't.

And that was what made her different from Negan.