Rowe (Primal, #1)

by Dylan Page

“I can’t stay.” I pointed again to myself, then to the hills. “Kayd, go. Go home.” I pointed again at his nook. “Rowe home.” Then again to the hills. “Kayd home.” He blinked again, only this time, his jaw clenched and his arms around my waist tightened. “Kayd hum. Hum!” he growled, pulling me down into the furs. “Kayd hum jugra Rowe!”

Rowe looked absolutely livid. He snarled angrily, throwing a leg over both of mine and pinning me beneath him, though he held himself up enough to keep from crushing me. He burrowed his face into my neck, and next thing I felt were his teeth as he suddenly held on, not breaking the skin but definitely making a point.

He did, but he held me there for another minute until he finally let go, pulling back just enough to look me right in the eye and hiss, “Kayd hum jugra Rowe!”

He crushed one in his hands, mixing the juices with the water before he started rubbing it into my hair. I reached up to touch it, realizing that these people had found a plant that they used for cleaning. He was literally raking his nails through my hair, combing it out before placing his entire hand over my head and dunking me.

But Rowe wouldn’t let me. While holding me beneath him, his limbs wrapped around me like a cage. He pressed against my hips, urging me to roll them upwards to the ceiling, and he pressed down, shifting his knees behind my ass so I couldn’t lower it. The whole time, he stayed inside, slowly moving in and out, groaning as he did.

Rowe kept me in his nook for three days, only taking me to the pool room for water or to relieve myself. Then I was herded right back into the furs where he’d take me again. The others in his troop brought us food, passing through some more trout and the berries that I liked. Rowe was relentless with his lovemaking… or should I call it fucking. He took me every which way he could think of, favouring holding me up while bouncing me on his lap, and then from behind, holding my ass up in the air while he slammed into me hard.

I lay on the furs, with Rowe still holding my hips up in the air, still slowly sliding his dick in and out of me. I could feel some of his cum start to leak from me, but he just used his fingers to shove it back in, pushing it deep before rubbing the remaining wetness over my ass.

He trembled ever so slightly but covered me from view. Though he was frightened beyond belief, he still used his body as a shield to hide me from the threat.

Rowe’s furious, frustrated roar echoed down the tunnel. I could tell that this time he was absolutely done with our game of hide-and-seek, but we all had crosses to bear… like me having to deal with the fact that a primal caveman was hunting me down so he could impregnate me. So he could deal with me giving him a hard time about it.