Tamer- King of Dinosaurs 4

by Michael-Scott Earle

  “I’ve got to,” I said. “A man has to take care of his women.”

  “You are the best of men,” she said. “I knew you had a kind heart and a good soul when I first laid eyes on you.”

  “Oh?” I asked.

  “Yes,” she said as she brought her hands away from my crotch so that she could hug me tighter. “Around the fire. You were scared, but the first topics you spoke of was how to help us. Trel was really mean to you, but you didn’t fight her or argue. You reminded me of my people. We try to cooperate. We need to, or else we’ll all die.”

  “You haven’t told me that much of your world,” I said as we reached the fallen redwood. Tom was way too big to fit inside, so I trotted him on the right side of the giant hollowed out tree, and instructed the troodons to scout up ahead.

  “I mentioned that it is cold,” Galmine said as she snuggled into my back. “We only had a few hours of sunlight every day.”

  “Was that because you lived near the poles on your planet?” I asked.

  “No,” she answered. “We had lots of dark angry clouds and lightning. Not much rain though. We would plant where we could in the hard earth, and take water from the streambeds when rain did fall. My people understood the rocks and the soil. We couldn’t live in nice huts like the ones we have built in our fort, we had to live in caves so that the lightning and storms wouldn’t hurt us.”

  “Damn,” I said as we reached the wide part of the river where I normally got water. I hadn’t given the troodons orders to play in the water, but I could tell that they wanted to, so I let them go frolic in it while I crossed with the balaur bondocs as escorts. The water was only about hip deep, and the current wasn’t that fast, so my mid-sized raptors didn’t have a problem crossing.

  “It was a tough life, but a good one,” Galmine continued as Tom pushed through the water. “We told stories of our ancestors, raised each other’s young, and then made love to each other when we were not working the earth and plants.”

  “Ahhh,” I said as I tried to push away my feelings of jealousy. Galmine previously hinted that she had lovers back on her own world. Or at least, she had indicated that her people just kind of had one big orgy every night.

  “I like it more here,” she said.

  “Really?” I asked.

  “Yes, silly. Why do you sound so surprised?”

  “I dunno,” I replied as I turned over my shoulder a bit to catch a glimpse of her beautiful smile. “I just assumed that you wanted to be back with your own people.”

  “I miss them,” she admitted. “I miss our songs, and our talks. I miss the children and the games. But look up in the sky. Do you see the beautiful blue color? Do you see the sun? Do you see the water flowing around us? Can you smell the earth on the air? This world is beautiful, warm, and nurturing.”

  “I wouldn’t exactly call it nurturing,” I laughed. “Pretty much everything alive on this world wants to kill and eat us.”

  “I don’t believe the planet does,” Galmine replied. “The dirt is ripe for growing delicious food, and we have passed many edible plants. There might be predators on this world, but the planet gives us an unlimited bounty. My world tried to kill us every hour, and we huddled in fear of the next lighting storm or wave of freezing temperatures that might kill our crops.”

  “That does sound shitty,” I said. “I can see why you like this place so much.”

  “I also love you,” Galmine said as she hugged me tightly again. “I never felt close to any of the males of my people. I had sex with plenty of them, of course, but none of their penises were as thick or long as yours, and none of them rode me as energetically as you do. It feels amazing when we make love, and I always look forward to the next time you will choose to penetrate me.”

  “Uhhh, okay,” I said as I tried to adjust my hips so that my erection could calm down. “I’m… uhhh, glad to be of service.”

  “Your sperm also tastes very good in my mouth, and you hold me after you climax inside of me. The men of my species just look for a hole to fill. We all love each other, but I feel as if you care for me as an individual woman.”

  “I do,” I said as I leaned back against her. Tom pulled out of the river and I gave the command for the troodons to come join us on this side of the river.

  “You are also brave, intelligent, and hard working,” Galmine continued as she rubbed her face against my back. “I just feel safe with you. I am not one to worry much, but I do not worry at all when you’re nearby. Even out here in the open wilderness, I know that nothing bad will happen to me, since you are here to protect me, Victor. As I said before, you are both hard and soft. Hard with discipline, strength, and perseverance. Soft because you care for me, Trel, Sheela, Kacerie, Liahpa, and Emerald, as well as your dinosaurs. Kacerie told me about the other tribe, I know that you would save them, and I know that you would be kind to them afterward. They were lucky to have met you. We all are.”

  “You sure know how to stroke a guy’s ego,” I laughed as I steered Tom along the shore of the river toward the bamboo. I hadn’t explored this side of the valley at all, so I commanded the troodons to scout up ahead and to our sides while the balaurs stayed close.

  “I would like to stroke other parts of you,” she whispered in my ear, and I felt goosebumps rappel down my back and tickle my tailbone.

  “You are also really distracting,” I said, and then we both laughed.

  “I can’t help it!” Galmine giggled. “I think Dinosaurland is wonderful, and it is even better when I am embracing you.”

  “Awww,” I sighed as I wrapped my fingers around her and leaned back into her again. “I love you too, Galmine. You were the first person in the group to accept me, and I didn’t quit because you kept encouraging me.”

  “Oh, look!” she gasped as she pointed down to our left. “I believe that plant is garlic.”

  “Huh,” I said as I commanded Tom to stop and then lay flat so that I could help Galmine get off his saddle.

  We both walked over to the plant that Galmine had pointed to, and she squatted beside the green leaves. I actually had no idea what garlic looked like outside of the dry white bulbs I saw in the supermarket, so I was a bit surprised when she sniffed the leaves and then let out a squeal of laughter.

  “Yes! It is garlic! Oh, look! More over there! And over there! Victor, this is amazing!”

  I saw where Galmine pointed, and then moved to help her dig out the plants, as soon as I knelt down, I could smell the faint scent of garlic on the leaves. It reminded me of spaghetti and pizza, and my stomach started to growl.

  “Garlic is a great seasoning,” I said as we lifted the first plant and put it into a pot.

  “It is also a powerful antibiotic and fungicide,” Galmine explained. “We can crush it and rub it on Nicole’s wound.”

  “Really? Damn, I didn’t know that.”

  “You can also chew it and eat it raw if you are feeling sick. It helps fight all the bad bacteria in your stomach and blood. It is a wonderful herb.” Galmine dug around another one of the plants with her fingers, and I helped her put it in a pot.

  “I’m learning a lot from you,” I said, and she gave me a beautiful smile.

  “Ahhh, thank you, Victor. I’m happy to teach. We have really gotten lucky. I can replant these bulbs in our garden, and we will have as much as we need every day.”

  “That’s great,” I said with relief. Having something to help against infection took a bit of the stress off my shoulders, and I felt my mood lighten a lot when we finished putting all the plants up on the trunk part of Tom’s saddle.

  Then I helped Galmine climb onto his back, and we set off again toward the bamboo.

  “The new dinosaurs are very handsome,” Galmine said as she looked over the white, cream, and brown colored balaur bondocs. “They remind me of you with their big muscles.”

  “Ahh, I don’t really have big muscles,” I said.

  “Oh, yes you do,” she said as her hands rubbed up my
chest and rounded to my biceps. “They are very hard.”

  “I guess I have been building the fort a lot,” I said, “but I still don’t really think that--”

  “Here,” she interrupted me as her fingers went to my chest and began to unbutton my shirt.

  “Uhhh, I don’t--”

  “Shhhh,” she sighed. “I just want to feel your bare skin against mine. I know you do too.”

  I grunted and then held my right arm out so that she could pull my sleeve off. Then I did the same with my left arm, and she ran her hands down my back.

  “Yes,” she moaned. “You are very muscular.”

  “Huh,” I said as I looked down. Galmine was actually right. My biceps were way bigger than I remembered, and I could see the big vein popping out of the top. My chest was also chiseled, and my abs actually looked like a washboard. I wasn’t going to be winning any Mr. Universe contests, but all the physical activity and pure meat diet had turned me into a hunk.

  “Yes,” she said. “You should keep your shirt off all the time. I like looking at your body. Ohhh wait! Here.” I saw her rifle through my khaki shirt and then pull my shiny gold badge off. “I also like this. You should put it on your belt.”

  “Okay,” I said as I took it from her, and I realized that the beautiful gray-skinned woman had buttered me up pretty well. I’d pretty much do anything she asked me at this point.

  “That’s a good spot,” she said after I buckled the badge to my belt.

  “That reminds me,” I said. “Have you seen my hat anywhere? I can’t remember the last time I had it.”

  “You wore it the day we finished the fort, and you saved Kacerie,” Galmine said. “It fell off your head when you jumped on Hope.”

  “Oh yeah,” I said.

  “Then I put it in the hut,” Galmine said as she pressed her lips together. “Funny though, I can’t remember where it went. It definitely isn’t in the hut anymore. Maybe we moved it to your hut?”

  “I don’t remember seeing it in there either,” I said.

  “I’m sure it will come up,” Galmine said with a cheerful smile. “I know it was important to you.”

  “Yeah,” I said.

  “Oh, stop Tom again!” she gasped as she pointed at the bank of the river. “I think I see horseradish!”

  “Horseradish?” I asked as I commanded Tom to crouch so that we could get off.

  The shore of the river was beginning its climb into the ravine formation, and the vegetation that Galmine was pointing to looked almost like a group of tall mustard plants with white flowers.

  “Oh, Victor!” Galmine gasped as soon as we reached the plants. “We are so lucky!” The beautiful woman clasped her hands together and looked up at the sky. “Thank you Dinosaurland!”

  “I’ll take it that those plants are horseradish?” I asked.

  “Yes,” she said. “It is like the planet knew what we were looking for and provided it for us. This is also like garlic, and can be used as an antiseptic. It also adds great flavor to food. There is plenty here, will you help me dig it out?”

  “Sure thing,” I said, and I instructed the raptors and troodons to go roam around the jungle in a defensive formation behind us.

  It took us about a half hour to get all the mustard-like plants dug up and set on the trunk of the saddle, then we were off again and moving toward the bamboo.

  “We don’t have a lot of time left,” I said as we approached the area where I thought the bamboo grew.

  “Hmmm,” Galmine muttered as she pressed her lips against my bare back and traced her fingertips across my muscles. “We have plenty of time for fun.”

  I let out a short laugh and then pointed into the jungle. “The bamboo is up here. Let’s take a look.”

  “And then?” she whispered. “We’ve gotten all the plants we need to treat Nicole’s wound. We should reward ourselves.”

  “Let’s take a look at the bamboo first,” I laughed again and then I pushed Tom through the dense part of the jungle trees toward where I saw the tall stalks of bamboo growing.

  A small stream ran through this part of the jungle parallel to the river. I guessed that it must meet up with the larger body of water somewhere to the north of us, but the density of the jungle actually muffled the river enough so that we only heard the trickle of the stream.

  The bamboo here was plentiful. In fact, it looked almost as if the jungle had given way to a forest of the tall tubular stalks. We had entered from the south, and it looked like something out of a Japanese ninja movie to the west and north west for as far as I could see.

  “Awesome,” I said as I commanded Tom to lay down so we could get off. “There are tons of it here.”

  “They are very healthy,” Galmine said as she slowly ran her fingers down the length of one. She turned her eyes to me as she moved her fingers over the plant, and she bit her lower lip suggestively.

  “It’s hard to see the sun,” I said as I looked up to the canopy. Some light was trickling through, but I wasn’t going to be able to tell how much time had passed easily. “I don’t want to return empty handed, so let’s cut down some longer pieces, bind them up, and then head back home. Can you help with some cordage?”

  “I would love to,” Galmine said as she began to peel some bamboo leaves from the stalks near her.

  I ordered the raptors and trodoons to form a perimeter around us again, and then I grabbed one of the stone axes from Tom’s saddle and found a stalk of bamboo that I figured was six inches thick and about ten feet high. It took me eight swings to topple it, and then I rolled it over to a somewhat clear spot next to the stream.

  “It is distracting,” Galmine said, and I looked over to see her sparkling green eyes watching me.

  “What is?” I asked, even though I could already guess the answer.

  “Watching you work,” she said with a light laugh. She sat poised on a rock like some sort of swimsuit model, and I had to tear my eyes away from the curve of her mostly naked body.

  “Just a few more,” I said as I went to work on the next stalk of bamboo. This one was about the same size as the last one I toppled, but I improved my technique a bit, and it only took six swings.

  I pushed the second stalk of bamboo next to the first, but before I could go onto the third, I heard a hoot behind me. My stomach dropped, and I jumped over to Galmine so that I could protect her, but then I sighed with relief when I saw Scoob and Shaggy run toward us with large rats in their mouth. Scooby sat his prey at my feet, and Shaggy placed his in front of Galmine. Then they both let out happy hoots and pressed their heads into our chests so we could scratch them.

  “Awwwwww!” Galmine squealed with delight as she petted Shaggy with the hand that wasn’t holding her cordage. “They are so sweet. I’m sorry Shaggy, but I don’t eat meat. Thank you so much though.”

  Shaggy let out two quick hoots and then turned to look at me. I nodded at him, and then he quickly gobbled up the rat. Then he pressed his nose into Galmine’s hair affectionately.

  “See? This world is beautiful and kind in its own way,” Galmine said as she wrapped her arm around my leg and leaned her head into my hip. “I am grateful to be here with you, Victor.”

  “I’m happy I’m with you also, Galmine.” I smiled down at the beautiful woman, but then Scooby let out a questioning hoot.

  “You can eat this one too, buddy,” I said to him, and the leader of my troodons echoed Shaggy’s grateful hoot before he devoured his own rat.

  “I think they are really hungry,” Galmine said as her hand moved up my leg toward my crotch

  “Yeah,” I laughed, and I moved back to the bamboo that I wanted to cut. “They might have to go hungry tonight, which sucks, but I don’t really want to feed them the corpses of the other balaur bondocs.”

  “Why not?” Galmine asked.

  “Chandler, Ross, Joey, Rachel, Monica, and Pheobe shouldn’t cannibalize their own species. It can spread disease and make them unhealthy,” I explained.
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br />   “Oh,” Galmine said. “That makes sense.”

  “Scooby, Shaggy, Fred, Daphne, and Velma would probably be okay to eat them, but I think the reason the balaurs attacked our camp was because they were hungry and smelled the ashes of our campfire on the wind.”

  “Hmmm,” the cheerful woman frowned a bit, and her change of expression actually broke my heart some. I realized that I would do anything to make her happy, but Galmine was the kind of person that would never ask for anything besides love.

  I cut down another pole of bamboo, checked to see Galmine’s progress on the cordage, and then cut down a forth. I guessed I now had about fifty feet of building material across the four pieces, and I quickly went to work cutting the branches off them so that I could bind them together.

  By the time I was done, it was getting pretty hard to see through the trees, so I grabbed Galmine’s cordage, bound up both ends of the stack, and then dragged the bundle over to Tom’s saddle.

  “So strong,” Galmine sighed, and I chuckled again as I lifted the stack up onto the back part of Tom’s platform and tied it down. The length of the poles ran along his spine, and I figured that Galmine could hold it between us as we rode back.

  “I’m all set,” I said as I helped her stand from her rock. “Let’s get back to camp.”

  “Wonderful,” she said with her usual cheerleader smile. “I cannot wait to plant these lovely herbs and then make a salve for Nicole’s wound.”

  “Me either,” I said as I helped her climb up Tom’s saddle.

  “Can we spend the night together?” Galmine asked. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m eager to make love to you again.”

  “Uhh,” I hesitated. “I think Sheela wanted to be with me tonight.”

  “Oh,” Galmine said, “That will be lovely. I’m so happy the two of you are lovers. I’ve noticed her mood has improved dramatically since you began inseminating her.”

  “Uhhh, you have?” I asked.

  “Yes,” Galmine sighed happily. “She was always so dour and pensive. I see her smile now, and when you aren’t looking at her, she stares at you longingly. You have given her something to hold on to, and because she loves you, she can love herself.”