by Cherie Denis
“Lay down, my love,” Let said with gentle authority. She did as he’d suggested, and when she was settled on her belly with her arms under her chin, Let poured more oil over her back and arms. His large hands began to move sensuously over her back and shoulders. Then he rubbed her arms gently. He was very conscious of his size and was careful not to injure her.
Soon, he had her as relaxed as a new cave cat across a little girl’s lap. He poured more oil on her bottom and thighs and continued to work the oil into her skin. He massaged her bottom, and when she raised her butt to keep his large hands in contact with her body, he put an oily finger in her anus and finger-fucked her until she was screaming for more.
He flipped her over and teased her nipples with his tongue. He worked his finger into her cunt and made love to her with his fingers, and then when she couldn’t stand the suspense any longer, he placed his mouth where his fingers had been and sucked her clit until it was long and hard.
She was wet and ready for him when he entered her, and they began the rhythm of the dance of love—a dance as old as time.
They were so anxious for each other it didn’t take long for Cia to reach her dreamworld, and Let followed soon thereafter.
They rested for a short time, and then Let lowered Cia into the pool. They made love once more before Let rubbed her dry and helped her into her leather apron. It was harder to get Let dressed because Cia couldn’t keep her hands off his cock. Eventually, he set her high on a rock and got dressed without her help.
They held hands and walked back to cave, taking their time. Outside of the cave, Let gave her a deep, spine-tingling kiss. “Remember, if they will not let us start our own clan, we will wait until Tog is gone to live with Tec, and then we will try again. I have no fear. You will be leader.”
She rubbed his nose and whispered, “I wish this night was over, my mate.”
“It will be soon. And when it is over, you will be leader.”
His movements had been slow and soothing. He kissed her and smoothed his hands up and down her body. “You will be leader.”
* * * *
“I love you,” she whispered.
“I love you,” he answered. “Are you ready?”
She nodded. She took Let’s hand in hers and kissed his full, warm lips. “I am ready.”
“I will be here for you, my mate. Do not be afraid. Do not be ashamed if we must stay. We will live here without shame.”
“Thank you, my mate.”
“Tog.” Let raised his voice so he could be heard above the noise. “Cia is ready for the elders’ decision.”
“Come forward, girl, and stand in the center.” Tog ordered.
Cia strode bravely where Tog pointed and straightened her spine. No man was going to make her cower. The silence was terrifying, but Cia did not flinch.
Tog stood and opened his arms wide. “The elders were not happy when you asked to become leader of your own clan. I agreed with them until you were able to kill the mammoth without getting killed yourself.”
She opened her mouth to speak, and Tog gestured for her to remain silent.
“Yes, you were injured, but many warriors have been injured when hunting. It is part of our life. You were very brave, Cia. You brought down a huge beast. Og was able to gather much meat, and when the men went back, they were able to bring home even more meat. The women have soaked enough meat in brine to last many moons.”
Cia dropped her head and stared at the floor. So far, only Og and Let knew the truth, and both men had sworn allegiance to Cia. They would never tell.
“One of the elders suggested you should perhaps see how many men you can fuck, but...”
Cia shuddered. No. Please. No.
Tog hadn’t see her shudder. He continued speaking. “I have told them it is not necessary. You are a strong, brave woman and do not need to prove your strength yet again.”
Cia took a deep breath.
“We have decided you may take those who want to leave and begin your own clan. We have decided to share the salted meat of the mammoth, and the young men will help you load a travois. Go with Tec.”
Cia lowered her head. “Thank you.”
* * * *
Cia no longer felt fear. She was going to be leader of her own clan. She was happy. She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.
She thanked Tec many times she had not had to fuck or fight with any of the elders. The only man she wanted was the man kissing her at this moment. All she wanted was the man above her. Let knew her body like his own, and soon, he had her purring and happy against him. Rubbing her teats against his chest wall, Cia murmured his name.
“Fuck me, Let,” she whimpered, tugging at the fingers he had buried in her cunt.
“Not yet, Cia,” he groaned. “Soon, my mate. Soon.” His fingers reached higher inside her body, and Cia cried out as she reached her climax.
“Yes, oh…yes, my love. More,” she begged, opening her legs wide for him.
Let knelt between her legs and touched the knob of his cock against her cunt lips. “I will be very slow. You will like it. Yes?” He pushed his cock into her.
“Ahhh.” Cia groaned. “That is good. More, Let. Give me more…”
Let slowly eased his cock into her cunt until he was seated all the way to his balls inside her.
“I love you, Let,” she whispered.
As he began pumping his hips, Let cried out his love for Cia.
Cia and Let exploded at the same time, collapsing in a human heap on the pile of bearskins, and she immediately fell asleep in Let’s embrace.
* * * *
“Wake up, my Cia.” Let shook Cia’s slender shoulder.
She stretched and yawned, opening her eyes to stare at her lover. “Is it over, my mate?”
Let grinned. “It is over, and you are now free to be leader. You were very strong and brave.”
Cia sighed. “Was I brave?”
“Very.”
“Good. It was not something I want to go through again.”
“You will never have to prove anything. You are leader of your own clan. And from now until the end of time, you will be mine.”
“Thank you for being with me. I was afraid you would not want me if I was forbidden my own clan.”
Let smiled and pulled her into his arms. “I will always want you, Cia. I love you.”
“For all time?”
“For all time.”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Cherie was born with a book in her little hands. Just ask her mother how much she suffered giving birth. Cherie lived in a suburb of LA until she was a teenager. Her family then moved to a suburb of Spokane, Washington. She met the love of her life when she was a senior in high school. They married at twenty and moved to Milwaukee, WI, where they had two daughters and a houseful of dogs and other assorted pets. After the kids left home, she and her beloved prince moved to Nashville, TN, where they are living out the dream.
Over the years, Cherie has never been far from a book or two or five—she’s a firm believer in multitasking. She was a stay-at-home mom, a dental assistant, a pharmacy clerk, and a seamstress. She also owned her own cake business, worked as a catering sales associate for two hotels, and was her husband’s secretary.
Several years ago, her mother threw Cherie a challenge, stating Cherie could write a better book than the one she’d just finished. Cherie took the challenge and ran with it. She’s on her third computer and still has a lot of stories left to write.
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