She gasped as he thrust against her again and grunted.
“My woman,” he said again as he stepped backwards and pulled her with him.
The fire was still burning in the center of the cave, and as he lay her down on the floor and started to pull her clothes from her, Tamara knew that after this, she would never be the same. She had waited such a long time for a man who was worthy of her love again and now she had found one in the most unbelievable of ways. She wanted Gor to have her body. She wanted to be his woman and for him to take her right then and there.
She spread her legs wide and slipped her hand down to her cunt. She moaned as she dipped a finger inside of herself and teased her own clit as Gor watched her with wild eyes. His breathing was becoming more rapid and she waited for him to remove the loin cloth as gasps of pleasure escaped her lips. He reached down and whipped it away, exposing the most incredible, rock hard throbbing cock that Tamara had ever seen.
He was so big, thick and stiff she could almost feel him inside of her just by looking at him.
“Wow,” she whispered as he climbed on top of her slowly.
She barely dared move, but he parted her legs with his knees and came closer, rubbing the slick tip of his dick up and down her soaking wet pussy.
“Umm,” she moaned as she bit her lip.
She didn’t think she could wait any longer for him, she had to have him inside of her.
“Please Gor,” she panted. “Fill me.”
With one long, hard thrust, he penetrated her and took hold of her roughly before pulling her up on top of him. He was an animal, more of a man that she had ever known, he fucked her deeply and so hard she was on the verge of cumming in seconds.
As she flew toward the edge, she raised her arms high in the air and he took hold of both of her tits in his hands. He was mesmerized with them, but he also knew exactly how to hold and caress her. He pumped his cock into her once more and it was so intense and deep that she bucked and gasped as she came in a crashing wave. Her orgasm tore through her and she trembled on top of him as he kept a tight hold of her waist and pushed himself into her again. She felt his body stiffen and then he grunted and moaned as he filled her with his prehistoric seed.
Tamara collapsed down next to him and he pulled her close. She was out of breath and trembling, and she could feel his spunk oozing out of her.
“Gor,” she whispered.
But there was nothing else to say. They had found each other across thousands of years, against all odds, and now that she had him, she was never going to let him go.
13.
The day started to turn slowly into night. They hadn’t moved from the cave all afternoon, but they lay together in front of the fire and fucked until they were tired and sore. Gor was insatiable and unstoppable. He wanted to explore every inch of her body, and he wouldn’t stop until he had found every part of her.
When the moon had risen high in the sky and they were holed up for the night, they lay down next to each other, wrapped together under the animal skins.
Tamara had had the most amazing time, but she knew there was no life for her there in that time. She had to get back to 2016.
“Gor,” she whispered. “When the sun rises, can we go and look for how I got here?”
He looked down at her sadly, but then he nodded.
“My woman,” he said strongly. “You can’t leave.”
“I don’t want to leave you,” she said. “I want you to come back with me.”
His eyes were still for a second and then his face broke into a huge smile.
“Come with you?” he asked with disbelief.
“Yes,” she said. “You have no idea what it’s like back in my time…”
He nodded and stared off toward the walls of the caves.
“In my time, you wouldn’t have to worry about hunters coming in the night,” she began. “We have real houses. Made of bricks, high as the sky. We don’t ride horses or animals… We drive cars and we have technology, computers and machines that do things for us like you could never imagine.”
As she said the words, she instantly felt silly. Gor would never have known what a car, a machine or a computer was.
“I can’t wait for you to see it,” she said as she kissed his hand, and he nodded.
“I don’t want to lose you,” he said. “But that may happen even if you stay.”
It was a depressing thought, but a real one. The terrain was dangerous and full of threats. The animals, the hunters, the Neanderthals. They would all kill her if they had the chance.
“If we can find a way back, we would both be safe,” she smiled. “And happy.”
He nodded.
“I think you’d love it there…” she kissed him lightly on the lips. “I can imagine you dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, your hair flicked over and a pair of shades…” she giggled.
Gor smiled too but he looked at her with a bemused expression.
“You’ll see it all,” she said. “I’m going to show you everything.”
Gor nodded and kissed the top of her head. It was an exciting prospect for both of them… But first, they were going to have to find a way back to the future.
14.
As the sun rose the following morning, Gor stood at the entrance of the cave proudly with his head held high. Tamara rolled over and smiled as she caught sight of him. His posture strong and his presence powerful. He was going to be so unique and imposing if they managed to make it back to her time, and she couldn’t wait to show him how the world had evolved and changed.
“Good morning,” she said as she got to her feet and wrapped her arms around him.
Gor kissed the top of her head and she breathed in the musky scent of man.
“We must go soon,” he said. “Before the others in this valley see where we are heading.”
“Do you have any idea where the cave may be?” she asked hopefully.
“I think I do…” he said cautiously. “It is not far from where I discovered you… But I can’t be certain.”
Tamara kissed him and pulled him closer to her. If they could find their way back to the cave that contained the vortex, then they could surely get it to open and be transported back to the present.
Gor turned and looked back into the cave. There was nothing for him to bring except for the animal skins and the spear. Tamara couldn’t help but be jealous of him then, for a moment. It must be so nice to have such an uncomplicated existence. She just hoped that he didn’t struggle to adapt to a time where anyone could have anything and everything they ever wanted.
“Come,” Gor said as he stepped out of the cave and into the dawn light. “We must go now.”
He took her hand in his and began to run with her down the embankment of the hill and out toward the icy tundra. Gor could maneuver his way around the rocks and ice with ease, but Tamara’s feet were soft and each step brought with it a new stab of pain. When she couldn’t run anymore, Gor stopped and scooped her up over his shoulder. He held her tightly as he continued and suddenly, in the distance, another set of caves came into view.
“This must be it,” she whispered as she clung to him. And Gor nodded his head.
They began to climb into the caves and Tamara frantically looked around each one. Outside, she could hear the howls beginning again as they had done at night and her heart began to race.
“Quickly,” Gor said as he looked behind. “We must be swift.”
Tamara nodded and she walked further into the darkened cave, her eyes scanning the walls, floors and ceiling for anything that may resemble the rock formation that had brought her there in the first place.
Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks and squinted through the darkness. She could see, ahead, something familiar… something that she had seen before… a stalactite and stalagmite formation… their tips almost touching.
“There!” she said with excitement as she pointed into the corner of the cave.
The noises outside wer
e growing closer and Gor ran to her, he swept her into his arms and pulled her to the back of the cave. They stood looking at the rocks for a moment and then at each other.
“This is it, I’m sure of it,” Tamara said.
She took hold of Gor’s hand and he pulled her against his chest. They had to hold each other tight, she didn’t want to be pulled out of this time and risk leaving him behind.
She reached out with her free hand and touched the tip of both points. In an instant, she felt the ground beneath her begin to shake and the world began to spin.
As they were pulled into time and space, the last vision she had of the cave was of the dozens of eyes and gnarled hands and bodies coming toward her.
The Neanderthals had found them. They had got out just in time.
15.
She blinked. Her whole body was aching, but she couldn’t tell whether it was from the way Gor had pummeled her all night, or from the travelling across time and space. She rubbed her eyes and reached out for him. She could sense he was next to her, but she needed to be sure, she needed to hold his hand.
He responded and their fingers locked into each other’s and then when she worked up the courage, Tamara slowly opened her eyes.
They were in the middle of a familiar field, and Tamara recognized it immediately as the one close to Lascaux. She got to her feet, a grin wide on her face and her heart flapping with joy, as she scanned the meadow for any sign of Carla or anyone from the expedition.
“Carla!” she called as she turned around on the spot and shielded her eyes from the sun.
Gor came up behind her and wrapped his arm around her. He was still taking it all in, he was surveying the ground and he was still on high alert for hunters and killers.
“We’re safe here,” she soothed. “No one will harm us.”
Suddenly, from across the rise of a hill, she saw the silhouette of two people walking toward them. Gor growled and pulled Tamara close to him, he held her tight and bared his teeth, ready to attack and ravage them if they posed any threat.
The people held their hands in the air and began to approach them slowly. Tamara squinted but she could tell that they weren’t familiar to her, they were a man and a woman who she had never seen before.
They walked slowly and cautiously, speaking quietly and repeating over and over that it was okay.
Tamara looked up at Gor and he had relaxed slightly, a look of recognition on his face as he took in the features of the man and woman who were approaching them.
“You two…” the woman said with a soft smile, “I think we know your story…”
Tamara looked at her with confusion, she had no idea what she was talking about or who she was, but the thing that struck her as being the oddest feature about her was her clothing. She wore big, wide, denim bell bottoms and a high-necked sweater tucked into them. Her hair was long and limp around her face and she had a daisy tucked behind her ear. The man was strangely familiar, but it wasn’t in a way that she felt as if she had met him before. It was as if he was the same as someone she knew very well… Someone she had brought back with her. He was the same height and build as Gor and he had an undeniable quality about him that she instinctively knew was prehistoric.
“Who are you?” Tamara asked as Gor and the man walked up to each other and looked each other up and down.
“I’m Melissa,” the woman said. “I was an archeologist on a top secret expedition that began in 2015 in the Dordogne region of France.”
Tamara’s eyes were wide… She nodded for Melissa to continue.
“My team were taken into a new set of caves that had been discovered not so far from the caves at Lascaux, but something happened to me in there… something took me away to a time I could never have imagined.”
“The prehistoric age?” Tamara asked.
“Yes.”
“Me too…” Tamara said.
“I know,” the man with Melissa smiled. “And this is who you’ve retuned with… I know my own kind.”
He held out his hand and placed Gor’s in his.
“I’m Saber… Melissa and I returned here together several years ago. I adapted and we have made a home here together.”
“So we’re back in 2016?” Tamara asked excitedly.
“Not quite…” Melissa began. “This is 1976…”
Tamara’s face dropped. Now she understood their strange clothes and their hippie vibe. They had been transported back to a time that Tamara’s parents had been young in… How could she even comprehend any of this?
“We have found a way back to our time,” Melissa said quickly, she could tell that Tamara was panicking and wanted to calm her nerves. “But we have chosen to stay here. There was nothing for us in the present.”
“Plus, we’ve been enjoying the summers of love…” Saber said with a wink.
“We can show you how to get home,” Melissa smiled. “And we wish you all of the best in beginning your new lives together.”
“Thank you so much,” Tamara beamed. She felt as if she could throw herself at them both and collapse with relief.
“We ask one thing of you…” Melissa continued seriously. “Once you are back in the present… Please do your best to seal the caves. We wait here for several hours each day, aware that, at some point, people like us, you and me, may find their way back through the vortex… Or a Neanderthal… But if the caves at Lascaux’s are properly sealed, then there is no chance of anyone from the past making their way into the present and bringing any unnecessary danger. They also won’t be able to travel back and get lost.”
“Okay,” Tamar smiled. “Of course, whatever we can do.”
Saber and Melissa smiled and nodded, then pointed to the opening of a cave in the distance.
“Go in there,” she said, “You will recognize the formations. Each of you needs to hold a tip. It should take you back to the present.”
“And if we seal the caves, won’t that mean that you can’t return?” Tamara asked.
“We don’t want to,” Melissa said with a smile. “We’re settled and happy here now.”
They turned and waved goodbye to their new friends and began to make their way to the cave in the distance. Melissa and Saber had made it work, and now Tamara was sure that she and Gor could do the same. It filled her with hope to see them so happy, and now she knew that they weren’t alone. Others had experienced a similar tale, and now she knew that she could integrate Gor without fear of him being overwhelmed.
Gor looked down at Tamara with affection and took hold of her hand.
It had been the journey of a lifetime, but for them as a couple, it was only just getting started…
THE END
Through the Gateway
Iona Savage
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Chapter 1 The Cellar
“You sure you want one of them?” Tammy double checked with the guy, if she couldn’t change his mind, it meant lugging a crate of beers from the cellar.
“I’d like what I asked for, if it’s all the same with you?” Niyol was not going to change his mind.
Tammy tried to stare him down. Okay, so he was a good looking guy, tall and handsome, with a trace of Native American features, but didn’t he realize that her shift was nearly over and she really didn’t want to go into that damp, dark cellar, just to get his bloody beer?
“Is there something special about that particular beer, that none of the others taste like?”
Niyol noticed the cold stare she was giving him, but he knew he wasn’t going to change his mind. It wasn't by chance that the beer he wanted was in the cellar.
“Sorry,” he replied, staring
back at her with no intention of being the one to look away. “That’s the beer I ordered, and that’s the beer I want.”
Tammy knew her cold stare wasn’t going to work on this guy. She was going to have to go down there, in the last ten minutes of her shift, just for this punk.
“Right,” she said, in his face, “you’ll have to wait until I fetch some up from the cellar, won’t you?” she told him, hoping this might change his mind.
“I suppose I will,” he replied, equally as cocky, “you better get going then.”
Nothing she said was going to work. With a loud audible sigh, especially for his benefit, she turned and looked for the cellar keys. Tammy slammed the drawer open and shut, ensuring he knew exactly how she felt about his bloody beer.
“Sorry,” she said, turning back to him, “it seems Paul, the cellar guy, has taken the key with him on his lunch.”
“Is that not it there?” Niyol asked, pointing to a key hanging on a hook, just under the wine glasses shelf. She really wasn't making this easy for him, he thought.
That was her last throw of the dice, she knew exactly where the key was, and it seemed that so did he. She had tried to appeal to his better nature, but this guy didn't have one, Tammy thought to herself. There was no point asking anyone else either, because the few staff on duty were all new here. This job sucked. Staff were always changing, customers were awkward, like this guy here, and all she wanted to do was finish her shift, go home and pick up with her friends on Facebook.
“Okay, I won’t be long, Sir,” she placed extra emphasis on the sir, letting him know exactly what she thought of him.
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