BredbytheCavemen

by JaysonJax

  Jaime nodded and carefully rose off the two men. He crawled over Na’ear and rose on trembling legs. Picking up his clothes, he realized they were in tatters. “Does anyone have my bag?”

  “Come as you are,” Ma’tic said.

  “I’m not parading my naked ass all over the island,” Jaime said.

  “You’re not all over the island. Down the hall,” Ma’tic said. “No one cares.”

  Jaime shrugged before heading to the door. Before he could make it, Na’ear stopped him.

  Spinning Jaime, the caveman planted a furious kiss on his lips. “Ours,” he repeated, as if Jaime needed to be reminded.

  A shiver raced down Jaime’s spine, and the concept of being theirs didn’t sound quite as bad as it had minutes before.

  Am I crazy?

  He nodded slightly, just to appease the big man before turning and following Ma’tic from the room. As they neared the main part of the house, Ma’tic paused and turned to face Jaime.

  “He has just given birth to my son. They had to cut him open to take the babe—he is healing. You hurt him, and I will kill you.”

  Jaime’s eyes widened. “I don’t plan to hurt him.” Carter could be his only way off the island.

  “He is mine,” Ma’tic said. “He has my heart.”

  “Are all cavemen so territorial?”

  Ma’tic frowned a moment. “This word… it means protective?”

  “Sort of,” Jaime said. “Dominant… and protective.”

  “Dominant,” Ma’tic said before smiling. “Yes, I am that. Idaltu are very dominant.”

  “Idaltu?”

  “Our kind,” Ma’tic said. “Human name for our kind.”

  “Ahh. I see.”

  Ma’tic opened the door that led to what had been his father’s room. Jaime wandered in and down the hallway, past the bathroom and closets, and came into the large, expansive bedroom. A huge bed dominated the space, and resting on it was Carter. He looked pale and tired amid the blue silk sheets.

  A caveman slept on silk sheets? Jaime couldn’t help but chuckle at the incongruity of that thought.

  Carter looked him over, not seeming to take note of his nudity. But his stare did fall on the bruise on Jaime’s chin. “Who hurt you?”

  “One of the guards—when they took Drew out of my room.”

  Carter frowned. “Why did they take him out?”

  “Seems they didn’t want us getting… too close,” Jaime answered.

  “Because they wanted to be too close to you themselves,” Ma’tic said to Jaime before turning to Carter. “I found Na’ear and Tig’un in his bed this morning.”

  “Not that it’s any of your business who I was in bed with,” Jaime spat before taking a breath. “When I tried to stop the guard from taking Drew, he punched me.”

  “Who?”

  “I don’t know his name,” Jaime said. “I can only tell you it wasn’t Na’ear or Tig’un.”

  “Ma’tic, you must emphasize to your tribe that they can’t hurt these two,” Carter said.

  “Na’ear and Tig’un already… reprimanded the guard,” Jaime countered, heat spreading over his face.

  Carter stared at Jaime a moment, silent. “Who knew you were coming here?”

  “No one, really. The staff at my father’s Miami home, I suppose.”

  “And Drew? Who did he tell?”

  “I’d have to ask him,” Jaime said. “I have no idea.”

  “And when are you expected back?”

  Jaime was thoughtful a moment. “Why? Worried someone’s going to come looking for me?”

  “If they did, they might end up in the same predicament as you,” Carter said.

  Jaime considered his answer a moment. “I suppose I could lie and say they expect me back tomorrow, so you’d let me go, but that’s not the case. The trip was open ended. I rarely have much of a plan. I just go and come back when I’m good and ready.”

  Carter silently appraised him. “Or you could be lying and someone does expect you back tomorrow.”

  Jaime grinned. Better for them to worry that the end was near.

  “But something tells me you were speaking the truth,” Carter said.

  “Maybe,” Jaime answered. “You can’t just go on living like this while the world thinks my father’s still alive.”

  “And why can’t we?” Carter asked.

  “Because… it’s wrong,” Jaime said.

  “If we alerted the world to what happened here, some government entity would swoop in, cage the cavemen, if not kill them. They’d take my baby away and run tests on all of us. Maybe even kill us so they could dissect and study us. I’d likely never see Ma’tic again,” Carter said before pausing, looking as if he was struggling to breathe.

  “You really care for this caveman… don’t you?”

  “I do,” Carter said. “When I met him, he knew a handful of words. In the last nine months, he speaks almost fluent English and can read. These beings aren’t specimens for a lab. They’re living, breathing creatures who didn’t ask to be made and deserve some freedom to exist on their own terms. If we let the world know your father has died, that all ends.”

  Jaime stared at him a moment. “Where does that leave Drew and me? Your prisoners here?”

  “I don’t know,” Carter said. “But we have little choice otherwise.”

  “If my father passed, his estate comes to me,” Jaime said before shaking his head. “Now that he has passed…” It felt odd to discuss his father in the past tense.

  “I’m very sorry for your loss.”

  Jaime lifted his head and met Carter’s stare. “Not so bad that it stopped you from killing him.”

  “It was an unfortunate accident,” Carter said. “But if you play with fire, you risk getting burned. He caged violent creatures that he created… and those creations turned on him.”

  Jaime looked around the bedroom. He’d only been inside it once before. His father’s sanctuaries were his alone, and there hadn’t been room for Jaime in the man’s life. “I wasn’t close to him. He didn’t agree with my… lifestyle.” Jaime looked out the window. “The loving father I knew when I was young… well, I mourned him many, many years ago. I can’t seem to find much left in me to mourn now.”

  “It still can’t be easy to know there’s no longer a chance to reconcile,” Carter said, his voice low.

  Jaime forced a smile to his face. “What did you do with him? His… remains?”

  “We buried him,” Carter said. “There were other casualties the first few nights, as the cavemen and your father’s men fought for control. We buried them all, human and the residents of this island.”

  “Are there any humans left?”

  “A dozen or so. Most are under lock and key,” Carter said.

  “So, now all the cavemen roam free?”

  “No,” Carter said. “Some of the more primitive, more animalistic beings are still under lock and key. There were some very early ancestors of man who are more ape than human… they remain in their sanctuaries.”

  “And you are the king of the island now?”

  Carter frowned. “Not hardly. We have no king, but if there was a leader amongst them, it would be my mate.”

  Jaime frowned. “Your mate?”

  “Ma’tic claimed me early on… after your father tossed me into his enclosure.”

  “What?” Jaime asked, his brow furrowing even more.

  “Sir Ian tempted me here with a job offer. On the walk-through, he unceremoniously dumped me into Ma’tic’s sanctuary, claiming the prehistoric male inside had gotten several other men pregnant. I was to be a test case, as the others hadn’t survived.”

  The baby began to cry from a cradle beside the bed.

  “I can’t believe my father would do that,” Jaime said.

  “Oh, he did. And now we have a son to prove it,” Carter said as he gently rocked the cradle.

  Jaime’s eyes widened some. “Are others here like Ma’tic? Can they impregna
te men, too?”

  “I don’t know,” Carter said. “Sir Ian only told me of Ma’tic, but I do believe he had placed Ma’tic alone in his sanctuary for that reason… that he was the only one.”

  Jaime released a sigh of relief. That was the last thing he needed.

  The babe began to cry all the more. “I need to feed him,” Carter said.

  Ma’tic approached and lifted the crying infant to Carter. Jaime looked on in shock as the baby began to feed from Carter’s nipple.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Appears pregnancy changes a man,” Carter said, blushing.

  “It’s time for you to leave,” Ma’tic said before grabbing Jaime by the arm.

  “I have more questions,” Jaime cried.

  “Later,” Ma’tic said, dragging Jaime out into the hall.

  Chapter Five

  Later that evening, Jaime lay on the bed he’d shared with his cavemen, the room now empty. For some reason, he missed their presence. His body ached to feel them beside him.

  Inside him.

  Perhaps it was simply boredom speaking, but he thought it was a little more than that.

  He liked them close to him. Even though he’d worried he’d made a mistake, he’d sensed he was completely safe with the savage men. They’d been rough with him, but never crossed the line of too much.

  No one had ever fucked him better.

  No one likely ever would again.

  That last thought gave him pause.

  Some time later, the door opened and his two cavemen entered the room. Na’ear walked over to the bed and grabbed him.

  “What are you doing?” Jaime asked, trying to pull away.

  Na’ear tossed him over one shoulder like a sack of flour. His ass was swatted before the two cavemen strode out with him. Jaime tried to watch where they were going, but it was nearly impossible. They took many turns through the house and into the secret pass into the laboratories. Finally, they were outside. He felt the balmy, night air on his skin as they walked out into the moonlight.

  The sound of water crashing was nearby and at first, he thought it was the ocean. They stopped soon after and lowered him to the side of a pool of water, a waterfall cascading down a cliff nearby.

  “It’s beautiful,” he murmured, staring at the moon mirrored in the water’s surface.

  Tig’un pulled off his covering and dropped it to the stones surrounding the water. “Jaime beautiful.”

  The way the man looked at him, he sensed Tig’un truly believed that. Na’ear dragged his covering off, too, and then stepped closer, his front to Jaime’s back. “Yes. Jaime beautiful.” Na’ear ran his hands down Jaime’s flanks, his lips whisper soft as they kissed an expanse of flesh. “Bath,” he added, prodding Jaime toward the water.

  Jaime strode in after Tig’un and followed by Na’ear. As soon as he was waist deep, they began to spread something over his skin. “What is that?”

  Na’ear spoke a word in his language, but didn’t offer one in English. From the feel of it, Jaime thought it might be clay, but he didn’t think that was the case. It felt slightly soapy. Whatever it was, it felt wonderful, especially as they massaged his body with their strong fingers. He relaxed in their hands, melting at their touch.

  When they got to his cock and balls, they slowed their movements some… and helped get his semi-hard cock nicely to attention. He moaned at their caresses, but was frustrated when it ended too soon.

  Once they’d covered nearly every inch of his body with their roaming fingers, they coaxed him to the waterfall. The roaring water washed over him, rinsing away whatever it was they’d covered him with. By the time they led him out of the curtain of water, his skin tingled in a pleasant way. He lifted his arm and noted how good he smelled. “Whatever that was, it worked wonders.”

  The two cavemen began to cover themselves with whatever the stuff was. He turned to see them lift handfuls of it from a basket near the water. Jaime waded over and scooped a handful himself before pressing it against Na’ear’s body. Na’ear dropped his hands and watched as Jaime massaged him.

  Jaime rubbed the sweet smelling substance along Na’ear’s hips before turning to get the man’s back. Once he’d finished the broad expanse, he got another handful and did the same for Tig’un. As payback, he covered both cocks, one in each of his hands… but stopped when they too were moaning. The two soon walked to the waterfall and rinsed it from their bodies. Jaime tagged along and let it slide from his hands.

  When they were completely clean, Tig’un drew Jaime into his strong arms. “You play. Now you finish.”

  Jaime’s body tensed in the man’s arms. “I played nothing.”

  “We touch. Stop. You touch. Stop.” One of Tig’un’s eyebrows rose, showing his meaning.

  Jaime grinned saucily. “I would never.”

  Na’ear closed the gap between them, pressing his front to Jaime’s back. He was surrounded by the two men—and suddenly realized just how much he wanted to be right where he was. “Fuck me,” he whispered, his body beginning to tremble against their strong forms.

  “Jaime… ours,” Tig’un said.

  He frowned, knowing he was playing with fire here. Fucking a couple of cavemen was fine for right now… but this would only last as long as any of the other passing fancies he’d had over the years. He fell in love hard and fast… it was one of his worst traits.

  He fell out of love just as fast, if not faster.

  Most of his relationships lasted no more than two weeks… until he was off on the next adventure. Hell, he’d even been married to a man he’d met two days prior. For three days, until they’d annulled it.

  He was always heading headfirst into love and coming up short.

  Until he could get off this island, he might as well have fun. He could fall for two big, strapping cavemen that had his body begging for more…

  Why not?

  He melted against the two, their seeking hands and mouths overtaking him. Na’ear lifted his legs from behind and opened Jaime up for Tig’un. The big caveman lowered his head and drew Jaime’s cock between his expressive lips. Jaime’s head fell back as Tig’un sucked him to the root—and then back to the tip before swallowing him again.

  His fingers roamed, cupping Jaime’s balls and toying with other bits of flesh. When one thick finger penetrated him, he cried out to the stars above. He looked up, watching them glitter in the inky sky as they claimed his body yet again.

  Tig’un’s mouth was masterful, sucking him with long, unhurried strokes before accelerating. Soon, the man was sucking him off, hard and fast, while Na’ear held him aloft. He cried out, over and over, the blowjob intense.

  When he came, his whole body bucked uncontrollably, his eyes rolling back in his head. He screamed out to the heavens above, his pleasure too great to hold back. Seed shot from him, and Tig’un swallowed every last drop.

  His body was molten, melting back into Na’ear as Tig’un rose to his full height and moved closer. Tig’un reached over and grabbed some of the clay from the basket. He smeared it against the crack of Jaime’s ass. The big man then angled the head of his cock against Jaime’s anus.

  Ever so slowly, Tig’un entered him. Stretched wide, Jaime moaned as he was filled. Once he felt the full, heavy weight of the cock inside his body, he groaned and pressed down against the impalement. Na’ear handed Jaime to Tig’un and leaned him forward. Na’ear was able to then press the head of his cock where Tig’un already pierced Jaime’s body.

  Not once did he think they’d drop him… not once did he think they wouldn’t have the strength to do with him as they would. He was theirs to use… theirs to claim…

  Jaime clutched at Tig’un’s shoulders, bearing down on the fat cock being added.

  He cried out to the stars again, the pleasure-pain so rich he couldn’t think straight.

  Once they were both as deep as they could go, they paused, allowing Jaime to take a breath.

  The moment they began to move, h
e cried out to the night. Jaime held on tightly as they sank inside him over and over. The sound of his moans was drowned by the waterfall. The crashing water adding to the rising sensation growing within. He trembled against them, overwhelmed by the hot, fierce fucking.

  He hung in their arms, suspended between his two big cavemen. They thrust inside him with abandon, the friction of both their cocks stretching him open driving him insane.

  His cock had grown hard again, the stimulation so erotic he couldn’t hold back. Jaime’s shaft bounced as they thrust.

  Tig’un began to stroke his cock, pumping a big, calloused fist over the turgid flesh.

  Putty in their hands, he let them have his body, completely surrendering to their dominant need.

  I don’t want this to be over… never…

  I want to be theirs…

  My god… I want to be theirs…

  An orgasm slammed into Jaime. He clung to the men, his body spasming as he came hard. Seed shot from him and coated Tig’un’s hand and chest.

  Tig’un captured his lips in a hungry kiss. His body quickened before the man went wild.

  He came, filling Jaime with a thick load. Tig’un groaned against Jaime’s lips, never breaking the kiss. When he was empty, he withdrew from Jaime, but never let go. He held Jaime aloft as Na’ear continued his sensual assault.

  Until Na’ear grabbed him and moved toward the smooth rocks along the edges of the waterfall. Still impaled, the strong caveman walked as if Jaime weighed nothing at all. Once he was laid over a smooth rock, Na’ear began to pump his hips again. Fingers bit into his hips, holding him still for the tormenting strokes of Na’ear’s huge cock.

  The man pulled out and spun Jaime around. His legs were pushed over his head… Na’ear sank back inside him with one heavy pulse.

  The height of the rock was perfect. Na’ear hovered over Jaime, seizing his lips.

  They kissed as Na’ear drilled into him, the heavy, quick thrusts driving into his body. He moaned against the man’s lips, one after the other. Unable to stop, he became one long moan, his body liquid under Na’ear’s powerful body.

  And then Na’ear came with a roar. Heat flooded Jaime’s ass as he felt the caveman’s seed erupting within.