by JaysonJax
Ash’tar, who’d already been approaching, pointed to the machine. “Coffee maker.”
Drew laughed. “You have to have beans. And water. All we have is the water.”
Ash’tar shrugged. “We go get… beans.”
Drew tugged Ash’tar closer. “Later. After we have an official welcome home.”
Ash’tar frowned for a moment until he caught Drew’s stare.
And meaning.
A smile crossed his face before he lifted Drew into his arms. “Welcome home,” he parroted before walking back to the bed and dumping Drew between them.
Drew quickly succumbed to their hungry kisses and stroking fingers. He moaned when they became one… and cried out when they all came together, in one moment of raw passion.
Coffee would come much, much later.
Epilogue
Three months later…
Drew awoke, his stomach in knots. He raced across the cave floor to the small gourd they used for refuse. Before he barely got there, Drew retched. Last night’s dinner returned unceremoniously. He vomited once more before he was done.
Before it was over, Ash’tar had come over to rub his back and soothe him. When it was done, he leaned on his caveman and felt himself go boneless. He closed his eyes and felt himself being lifted into two strong, strong arms. Drew opened his eyes and looked up at Ash’tar.
“Thank you.”
“Third morning of this,” Ash’tar commented, one brow lifting. “You see the doctor. Today, jinna.”
“Yessir,” he mumbled as Ash’tar laid him in the middle of the bed. He felt too exhausted to move, let alone make a trek back to the mansion. Instead, the idea of sleeping a few more hours sounded much better. He rolled onto his side and rested his head on Mel’em’s broad chest. The steady beating of the heart beneath his ear lulled him back into slumber.
When his eyes reopened again, he was alone in the bed. Turning, he watched as the two cavemen prepared for the trip to the mansion. “Do we really need to go? I’m fine now.”
“Three days,” Mel’em said. “We need to see if you’re with child.”
Drew’s mouth dropped open. “What?”
Mel’em turned to meet his stare. “Pregnant.”
Drew sat there, stunned a moment. Of course he knew it possible… Jaime was growing huge and fat with child. Carter and Ma’tic had a babe… and another on the way. Yet, he’d completely ignored the possibility all these months, fucking his males with abandon—and without protection.
It hadn’t even crossed his mind.
The thought was so abstract, it hadn’t even entered his mind.
Or had it? Had he known in the back of his mind that this was possible and secretly wanted them to fill him with their child?
He lifted his stare to see his lovers watching his reaction.
“What if… I am?”
Both males smiled slightly.
“Then we have a baby, jinna,” Mel’em said. “I thought you were the smart one?”
“Chuk-tas,” Drew said, offering the curse up only to get a chuckle from them both. He’d called them something akin to asshole in English. Their word, jinna, they couldn’t quite explain, but from the tone and loving way they spoke it, he assumed it was the same as love or sweetheart. At least, he hoped. They could be calling him an asshole all this time, too.
“By the way, I’m not the smart one—you’ve both proven how smart you are in different ways.”
Both had come leaps and bounds in the last three months, as far as their use of English. They’d even taught Drew some of their language—though he was terrible at it. Except for the dirtier words. His mind was a gutter.
His two cavemen had shown how brilliant they were in other ways, too. They’d built him his elevator—with help from Ma’tic, Carter, one of the island’s scientists, and two handymen. They’d learned not all the humans on the island were scientists. There had been many folks there to help run an island of that size, from janitors, construction workers, systems maintenance, up to doctors and scientists.
Most were biologists, but they had one who was a physics nut who’d designed Drew’s bamboo elevator. It had taken them a month, on and off, to get it built. They’d also added a large deck just outside the opening to the cave as a platform to enter and exit the elevator. It had steel posts drilled into the side of the cliff for support—so they had no worries of falling thirty feet to their deaths.
That’s what Drew kept telling himself when he looked down. A fear of heights wasn’t something that went away in an instant, but he was doing better.
“Come,” Ash’tar said, offering a hand.
Drew reached out and let himself be drawn from the bed and into a waiting set of arms.
“I love you,” Drew whispered against Ash’tar’s firm chest. He turned to Mel’em. “And you. I love you both.”
The two cavemen surrounded him, holding him in their arms.
“We love you, too, jinna.”
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jayson Jax loves men of all kinds… the dirtier, the better…
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