Caveman Alien’s Claim

by Calista Skye

I glance at Phoebe. Nobody else knows. “And then I guess the news is out already. Yeah, looks like Car’rakz is pretty fertile.”

  “I knew it!” Sophia laughs “You can’t break the tradition. We all got knocked up within twenty minutes of meeting our own husbands. You can’t be the odd one out. Oh, I’m so happy for you, Tamara!” Her face scrunches up, and she comes in to give me a hug.

  Everyone else does, too.

  “Congrats!”

  “First of the dragon girls to get pregnant here!”

  “I was sure I could see the glow in your cheeks!”

  Phoebe smirks. “Imagine, the kid of a dragon slayer and a dragon girl. It just might turn out to be a dragon.”

  I punch her playfully with one hand, wiping moved tears with the other. “Hey, don’t jinx my baby. I think she’ll be a slayer girl. But we’ll see. I’m happy as long as she has four talons and one tail.”

  Heidi nuzzles her new daughter, then adjusts her glasses. “They’ll all be slayers. Even this little chick. But we know more about the enemy now. If they ever get here.”

  Phoebe grabs a straw from an herb basket and nibbles on it. “Berezar might have been the only one, right? Or maybe there are others on the planet right now?”

  “Of course, there might,” Delyah says. “It’s a big planet, and we and our cavemen only know about an area the size of Delaware. It’s not much to go on. For all we know, there could be dragons all over the place. There could be other sentients we’ve never met. Hey, there could be cities. We just don’t know.”

  I ponder it. “I think Berezar was the first. I can’t give a good reason. But it felt that way to me. I think one of the things about that weird telepathic ability it had, which for the record I don’t think is telepathy at all, is that it let Berezar into my mind. But it also let me into Berezar’s mind a little bit. I think that thing was here alone. I think it was the first one. And it landed close to where it sensed there was gold.”

  “Close to the gold and pretty close to Bune,” Heidi says. “Those two things are important to them. Makes sense. So Delyah, you’ve been spending a lot of time at Bune lately. Anything interesting going on there?”

  Delyah spits a chewed-up leaf into the fire, making it hiss. “Pretty interesting. I’m getting a good feel for that place and the controls and so on. That one part of it that was supposed to take the cavemen off the planet when they were done training as dragonslayers may still work.”

  Sophia frowns. “Off the planet? Meaning it’s a small spaceship?”

  “That’s what I think.”

  We all look at each other. “You haven’t said anything about this before, Delyah.”

  “Don’t want to give anyone false hope. But hey, hope is hope. No guarantees. But I feel pretty confident we can make it fly. How to fly it to Earth and survive on the way, no idea yet. But it’s a start.”

  Cautious smiles break out on our faces.

  “That’s pretty good news,” Emilia says, coming out of the cave. “And more good news is that Aurora is getting close to the crucial moment, and she still hasn’t murdered Trak’zor for knocking her up. They chased me out, though. Fair enough, I think. All I did was crack bad jokes.”

  We sit there and chat for a while, really only waiting for the birth to be over so we can greet the new member of the tribe and congratulate the parents.

  There are two other campfires in the village. One is by the edge of the jungle, which is where the cavemen from other tribes keep to themselves. The other is just twenty feet away, where the other dragon girls are hanging out. I’m not sure I like that. It feels wrong, somehow, that there should be a separation between this fire and that. Almost feels like the other dragon girls consider themselves second rate here.

  Finally, I can’t stand it and walk over there. “Hey, chicas. Got some good news.”

  “It’s a boy?” Caroline asks. She’s a lab coat girl, but all we dragon girls love her like crazy after she very nearly died saving us from Troga.

  “I don’t know yet. Done percolating, but the pouring is still underway. No, apparently Delyah might get a part of Bune to fly again. As in, fly in space.”

  The girls smile and nod.

  “Cool,” Mia says. “Then there’s a chance we can get home, after all.”

  “There’s a chance,” I agree. “Knowing Delyah, it’s much more than a chance. She wouldn’t say it if she weren’t pretty sure.”

  “Before the dragons come, maybe?” Ashlynn asks.

  I shrug. “Hopefully. But with our luck here on this planet, probably not.”

  “Oh, and another piece of good news,” Phoebe says from behind me. “Someone is preeegnaaant.”

  Mia frowns. “Who?”

  Phoebe hugs me from behind. “Someone who just came back from killing a dragon.”

  The girls all get up to hug me and congratulate me, and again I’m wiping tears from my face.

  Then I put my hands on my hips. “Girls of the dragon. I think two campfires is too many. There isn’t really room for us all around the old one, I know. But let’s merge the two. We’ll build a big fire in the middle right there. And you have to do as I say. You know how emotional we preggos can get. And I feel a bout of hysteria coming on.”

  They laugh, I go over and say the same thing to the lab coat girls, and then we’re all sitting around one big fire outside the cave, all eighteen of us plus a couple of babies.

  Car’rakz comes stalking, and I grin. Both from the pleasure of seeing him and from seeing that he just can’t stay away from me.

  “Hey, slayer,” I call to him and get to my feet. “Let’s see that face.”

  We take a couple of steps into the cave where there’s light from a burning torch on the wall.

  The gel has gone blue on his cheek.

  I reach up to peel off a small piece. Underneath, the skin looks as gray and dead as always.

  “I’ll leave it on,” I suggest. “We can’t expect it to yield visible results in an hour. I mean, it—”

  Trak’zor staggers past us, a strange look on his face. “It’s done.”

  “What’s done?”

  Car’rakz and I look at each other. Then we walk fast into the cave.

  She’s sitting by the wall, propped up on many furs and skins, pale and exhausted.

  In her arms is a baby.

  “Everything okay, Aurora?”

  Then there’s a thin mewling sound from the baby, and Aurora’s face breaks into a happy smile. “Everything is fucking perfect.”

  “A girl?”

  “Of course. Meet little Tamar’akza. Named after the warriors that slew the dragon.”

  So of course, I’m weeping like a bitch for the third time in fifty minutes. “That’s wonderful,” I sniff and stroke the newborn’s little arm.

  Then Car’rakz and I have to give way to the others who also want to be introduced to the new tribesgirl.

  “Not so long from now, we will have one of those,” I say to Car’rakz on the way out. “You ready for it?”

  He frowns. “I am ready for many things. But a new baby? I don’t know.”

  I squeeze his hand. “Yeah, me neither. It scares me more than the dragon ever did. And at the same time, it makes me happier than anything ever could.”

  “Yes,” he muses. “It is both a scary and joyful idea. But I think it will be good. As long as we’re together.”

  “Oh, we will be together,” I chuckle. “You’re not getting out of this.”

  He stops and embraces me. “I don’t want out of it. In fact, I have never wanted less out of anything.”

  “Good. Because you may think you have claimed me. But are you sure it wasn’t me who claimed you?”

  “Hah!” he exclaims. “I knew it! That’s what happened. The tribesmen told me to be wary of you. They had no idea how clever you really are.”

  I look up at my caveman alien husband. “Maybe. I think we claimed each other.”

  “Maybe. But whatever happened, you’re m
ine.”

  I reach up to put my arms around his neck. “Hey, I not protesting. But I’m the kind of girl that must be claimed very often.”

  “Ah,” he says, and I just know his cock is stiffening. “Every day, perhaps?”

  “Every day,” I confirm. “Well, most days. In fact, can feel last claim wearing off. And sun is about to rise. You want to make sure I meet new day, newly claimed?”

  He stares at me, eyes glassy. “Yes.”

  I look around. The other cavemen have gone to sleep, and nobody can see us. So I jump up and curl my legs around Car’rakz’s waist. “Then I know a place, warrior. Not too far walk.”

  “Oh? A nice place?”

  “I sure it will be highly nice. It called ‘the jungle’ and we can pick anywhere we want for doing claim. Not many Bigs close to village now.”

  He bends his neck so he can kiss me. “That does sound nice.”

  Then I drop down onto my feet again. “But oh, not know if small woman can walk so far!” I flutter my eyelashes.

  He chuckles softly. “I think you can walk as far as you want. But yes, warrior might have to carry for claim naughty wife in deep woods.”

  “Hey, you not mock- aiiieee!”

  My husband lifts me and places me over his shoulder the way a caveman would. It’s not something he would ever do if somebody were looking, but it’s just us here now. And his display of strength and physical dominance totally gets me in the mood.

  “You such a brute,” I exclaim happily.

  “Sometimes,” he agrees, walking into the jungle. “When naughty wife needs it.”

  “I think I might need it a lot.”

  “I will claim you often, no need to worry about that.”

  I sigh with pleasure and expectation. A lifetime with this guy? “Oh, I’m not worried. Not worried at all.”

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  © Calista Skye 2019

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