Tempted by Raptors

By Natalie Black

Tara and Janee have been friends all their lives, but when Tara discovers that Janee has been hiding something from her, she starts to doubt their friendship. What is it that Janee is hiding, and why does she feel that she can't even tell her best friend this deepest and darkest of secrets?

Finally, one evening Tara follows Janee into the unexplored forest and witnesses an act that both intrigues and disgusts her. But after a few more voyeuristic nights, and seeing how much fun Janee is having, Tara can no longer resist the passion, and she's finally tempted to join in.

The fierce, spicy action helps the two best friends form a bond that deepens their friendship and turns into something completely unexpected.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roja Publishing
• Release date: Nov 7, 2016
• ISBN: 9781540135643

Book preview

At the dawn of time humans were spread over the world and stayed in their own little corners of the Earth, rarely, if ever, interacting with each other. The small tribes were close-knit and the communities were there to support, nurture and protect each other because at that time humans were not the only dangerous animals in existence, for they shared the land with the mighty dinosaurs, and each day was a test of survival for those vulnerable people. Danger lurked around every corner and in every shadow was the potential for them to meet their doom; their lives were perennially poised on a knife-edge.

Due to this, any task or activity they pursued had to be done with at least one other person. This led to strong bonds being formed between certain sets of people, and so it was with Janee and Tara. They were now in the full bloom of womanhood and they had been friends since their mothers had given birth to them mere hours apart. Having been raised together, their kinship was stronger than most and they couldn’t imagine their lives without each other. Even now they shared the same cave, although they couldn’t have been more different.

Janee was the eldest and was a tall, slender woman with an athletic frame. Her black hair came down and stopped abruptly at her shoulders; when it started to creep past that length she took a knife to it and cut a jagged path through the strands. She was graceful and gentle and the object of desire for every virile man in the tribe, yet she treated them with extreme disinterest. Tara only wished she could emulate her friend’s indifference, for she was extremely envious of the attention Janee received.

Tara had always been one to fade into the background. It wasn’t that she was ugly, but anyone who stood next to Janee always appeared ordinary. It didn’t help that Tara suffered from a lack of confidence so she had no way of projecting the same aura that Janee did. But she was opposite; short, with a round face whose cheeks were marked with dimples. Her blonde hair cascaded down, reaching just past the half-way point on her back, and the loose strands draped over her ample bosom. In any other tribe she would have been the most desired, but her beautiful glow was always dimmed by Janee.

That did not mean she resented her friend, it only meant that Tara saw Janee as a role model; something to which she could aspire. This hero worship led to another layer to their relationship, one that had as yet gone unspoken and unexplored. During the cold nights they lay together in the cave, but underneath their fur blankets their bare skin pressed against each other. They held each other tightly with bodies entwined and their arms clasping each other as if they were both holding onto precious jewels. On some occasions Tara felt a stirring deep within her soul, and she was tempted, oh so tempted to brush Janee’s ruby lips with her own. However, she could never summon the courage and the moment always slipped away, eternally beyond her tentative grasp.

On this particular day the sun blazed high in the sky and they were washing some of the loin cloths by the river when the hunting party returned. The crystal water babbled gently before them, and they playfully splashed each other, which helped them to keep cool as the sun beat heavily on their skin. Once the cloths were washed they set them out on the nearby rocks to dry, and as they did so Bruc approached them.

At first their backs were turned to him so they were surprised when a long shadow fell over them, but as they turned and squinted they saw that it was the heroic warrior who led the hunts. His broad shoulders appeared wider than normal and his hair was swept over his forehead, clinging to it because of the sweaty sheen that made his skin glisten. His stature was so impressive that as he stood there he almost looked like a supernatural being that was visiting them from some far-off land.

It will be a fine feast tonight, he said in a booming baritone, the hog led us on a long chase but eventually we caught him, I hope you will eat with me tonight.

Even though he looked at both of them, Janee and Tara knew who his request was directed at. Tara tried to keep a smile on her face, but she glanced between Janee and Bruc and felt herself wilting in the presence of the two imposing people. It took a while for Janee to answer, and Tara’s feelings of self-consciousness increased. She wished she could think of something witty to say to bridge the icy tension but her mind was blank, and all she could do was sit there numbly and wait for either Janee or Bruc to drive forward the conversation.

Perhaps I will, Janee eventually replied with a wicked smile, but then she sighed and her expression transformed to one that was far more reticent, but then again this heat does drain my energy so much, it feels like nature is urging me to rest. The only thing I have an appetite for at the moment is sleep. Janee turned her head away and gazed at the rippling water while Bruc huffed.

Perhaps when the night is cooler you may grow hungry, he said, struggling to keep his voice even as his frustration bubbled under the surface, there is always a place for you at my side. He waited for a few moments to see if Janee reacted, but she remained unmoved. Bruc snorted and moved off, and then Janee exploded in a fit of giggles. Tara’s mouth was agape, astonished at her friend’s carefree dismissal of the most eligible man in the tribe.

How could you be so cavalier about him? Bruc asked you to feast with him! Any woman would die for such an opportunity.

"Not any woman, Janee replied, you have much to learn, sometimes it is not a good idea to give a man what he wants. They are hunters, let them hunt. Besides, Bruc is not really my type."

Tara’s mouth fell open.

Not your type?! He’s the most handsome, heroic man who has ever lived. One day he will rule this tribe and whoever he chooses as his wife will surely be remembered in legend. Oh, to even be considered, but he never looks at me, only you... the despondency was clear in her voice and Janee could not ignore it.

You place far too much emphasis on being wanted and where you’ll end up. Do not worry so much about the future, enjoy today, for it is full of possibilities that you haven’t even considered. There is a whole world out there waiting for you and you haven’t even taken a sip yet.

There was something about the twinkling in her eyes that intrigued Tara, and she wondered if there was any hidden meaning to Janee’s words. However, as she was trying to decipher them Janee reached forward and brought forth a huge wave, soaking Tara. She screamed as the water hit her and sat there in shock for a few moments before she burst into laughter, then, with a malicious grin, she leapt forward and tackled Janee. The two of them rolled around in the grass, giggling, as Tara shook her wet hair in Janee’s face. It tickled the elder, and soon enough they lay there, basking in the sun, chests heaving as they caught their breath from laughing so much.

The two of them were side by side, and as their laughter dissipated Janee sent her hand across and played with Tara’s fingers. Their eyes met; Tara’s were as blue as the ocean and Janee’s were brown like chocolate.

You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself, you’re special, you know, she said, smiling. Tara returned the smile but it was a forced one.

I think you’re the only one who thinks that. It’s not as if anyone else really notices me.

That’s their loss, Janee said quickly, but it was clear that Tara remained unconvinced.

Sometimes, she continued, I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. I could never have got through this life without you.

Tara scoffed.

It’s true!

You’ve never needed me that much, Tara said.

Do you not remember when we were children...?

Tara stared at her blankly.

You don’t remember when we went exploring at the ravine and I was dancing near the edge? I slipped and fell and just managed to grab a branch, but you crawled over with a long stick and helped me climb out. If you hadn’t have been there or hadn’t helped I would have fallen to my death, there was no way I could have held on any longer than I did. You really don’t remember?

Tara tried to think back, and she thought she remembered but it was almost as if it were a dream. Everything was so hazy.

I’m sorry, she said, the past fades away quickly with me. I don’t remember much of what happened, just general feelings and people. How old were we?

We were no more than five or six. I think of that day often. Janee turned her head away, but this time it was different than when she had turned away from Bruc. Her eyes seemed to gaze past the fabric of the world, and she was taking Tara with her to an intimate and private place.

"You can’t imagine what it was like hanging off that ravine, I could feel my fingers slipping and I couldn’t see anything below me, there was just...black. I thought if I fell I would never stop falling, and I would be lost forever. You know when Bruc had that brush with the demon from the skies and he said when he saw it flying at him his life flashed before his eyes, because he thought he was going to die? It wasn’t like that for me. Maybe because I was so young and I didn’t have many memories to relive, but instead of my own life I saw all the possibilities of the future. I saw myself grow old, and I knew I wanted to live. When you pulled me up I made a promise to myself that I would never hold myself back from anything, and so far I haven’t. That’s why I may seem so different sometimes, and why some things aren’t as important to me as they are to others. Everyone else here feels the same way and they want the same things, and maybe I will too someday, but for now it isn’t enough...there are other things that interest me."

And what are they?

Instantly Janee’s face transformed into the usual happy, carefree expression that she most often wore.

That will remain private because there are some things that should remain secret, even between friends. She immediately rose and gathered up the now-dry cloths, casually waving goodbye as she walked back to the main camp.

Tara was left with much to ponder. All her life she had held certain ideals to be important, and one of them was to be a contributing member of the community; to marry and raise children, and she had never really considered that there could be a different way of thinking. Janee’s secret gnawed at her too. As far as she was concerned they had no secrets from each other, and Tara had no idea what it could be. Was there perhaps another man from another tribe somewhere? Was Janee planning to run away and explore the unknown?

These questions and more plagued Tara throughout the rest of the day and the evening. Even during the feast when most people were happy and celebrating Tara remained lost in her thoughts, trying to figure out the puzzle that was Janee. It was a strange feeling knowing that she was so close to Janee yet there was still a part of her locked away beyond Tara’s reach. It began to cast a whole new light on their friendship and Tara’s gut twisted as she anticipated that a great change was upon them.

Nibbling the tender meat that she had been given, Tara tried not to cough as the smoke from the fiery roasts spread through the air. She glanced over at where most people stood. Bruc was taller than them all, and his raw masculine looks were only enhanced by the shadows of the fire dancing over his chiseled frame. Other women were fawning over him but he wasn’t looking at any of them. Tara watched him search intently through the darkness. She knew who he was looking for, and he scowled when he didn’t see her. But that made Tara wonder where Janee went. She hadn’t realized it before, but there were times when Janee seemed to disappear without a trace. Tara had just thought that she must have been somewhere else in camp, but after what Janee had told her she was curious about whether there was something more to Janee’s absences.

Once she had swallowed the last thick, juicy piece of meat she left the middle of camp and first went to their cave, just in case Janee was there. It was barren, and their blanket was as they had left it in the morning. Standing in the entrance of the cave, she huffed in frustration because she had no idea where Janee could have gone. She screwed up her face in deep thought and stroked her chin pensively, and she thought that if she knew Janee as well as she thought, she should be able to figure out where her friend was. Her mind kept wandering back to what Janee had said about having secrets, and Tara wondered just where the most secret place was. It had to be somewhere where nobody would think to look...and then she had it.

With a spring in a step and a smile on her face she walked out of the camp and followed a trail to a secluded spot she knew. It wasn’t one that was walked often because it only led to wild terrain that housed dangerous creatures, but it was the only place she could think of where Janee could be truly alone.

Night had fallen so it was difficult for Tara to see where she was going. She wanted to rush, but she paced herself and took each step carefully. Even after her eyes adjusted to the milky moonlight she found it hard to see what was in front of her because the mountain behind her blocked most of the stars, and the rest of the way was marred with trees and bushes and other plants that rose high over her head. She almost jumped a few times when an unexpected branch or leaves brushed against her, and part of her felt foolish for going on such an errand.

It was risky to come this far away from camp, and she didn’t even know for sure that she would find Janee. Doubts began to cling at her conscience and fear was a chilly whisper that circled her mind. Shadows flickered and danced all around and she gasped as each one housed the most dreadful fears of her imagination. Tara halted and closed her eyes, trying to focus on her breathing but she could feel all manner of things creeping toward her, ready to rip her body to shreds. The fear became overwhelming and she could feel herself becoming paralyzed, but just as she worked up the courage to run back the way she came she heard a noise. She looked to one side, then the other but could see nothing and the night air was still again.

At first she thought it was her mind playing tricks on her but then she heard it again, it was a soft noise that sounded like someone moaning, and then she heard some words, and although she could not make them out the voice was unmistakable; she had found Janee.

Tara crept forward, following the noises and being careful to remain quiet herself; something told her that Janee would not look kindly upon Tara following her. She carefully brushed away low branches and tried to avoid stepping on any loose sticks or dry leaves, and eventually she reached a place where she had a good vantage point of the events being played out in front of her, and upon seeing them her face was a twisted mask of revulsion and curiosity. Her mind said she should turn away but every other part of her body wouldn’t let her, and eventually she crouched down, trying to hide behind branches although it was clear that Janee was far too pre-occupied to notice anyone spying on her.

In that moment Tara’s life was irrevocably changed as she was introduced to a whole new world, one that she had never ever considered before but now was utterly intrigued, and she was glad to have unlocked the mystery of Janee.

She watched on as her friend knelt amongst a pack of five Velociraptors, Janee’s lithe, naked body rhythmically moving as she pleasured one of the dinosaurs with her mouth. From her angle, Tara could only see Janee’s back, but the mystery only served to excite her more. Eventually Janee released her hold on the Velociraptor and it moved off, satisfied, but the others moved forward, their small, vicious heads biting at each other, vying for attention. Janee made a calming motion with her hand and then took measures to pleasure each of them, wrapping her mouth around one and then moving on to another, all the while both her hands gripped the hard cocks of the others.

The Raptors’ guttural calls echoed around the peaceful night air as Janee brought them all to the point where their release shot through the air and landed on her perfect body. She leaned back and laughed with pure delight, and Tara found that she had become wet. Desire throbbed through her body as she watched a naked Janee frolic with the Raptors and all Tara wanted in that moment was to join in and take Janee into her arms, and let her friend guide her, but she was still too scared, too unsure. Instead, she left Janee to the rest of her evening and skulked back to camp where she curled up under her blanket in the cave.

Tara pretended to be asleep when Janee returned. She was clean and fresh so Tara assumed she had bathed in the river. Part of her wanted to confront Janee and ask her about what had happened, for she had so many questions. But as usual the moment passed and Tara kept silent. However, over the next few weeks Tara returned to that place anytime she noticed that Janee was missing, and she was never disappointed. She watched on, completely engrossed in the carnal acts she was witnessing. She touched herself and her orgasms became more and more intense after she was introduced to something new. Janee seemed to be an expert at pleasuring them with every part of her body and as she watched, Tara imitated her movements, it was quite the education.

A few days later, as they were feasting, Tara finally worked up the courage to talk to Janee about her escapades. She had been watching for too long, and now her loins were aching to experience everything she had imagined. They sat next to each other as everyone else was milling about and Tara leaned over.

I know what you’ve been doing, she said in a low voice. At first Janee looked nonplussed, so Tara continued, with the dinosaurs, and then Janee shot up and pulled Tara with her.

Janee yanked Tara’s arm and she squealed in pain, but Janee sharply told her to be quiet. She dragged Tara over to a place where nobody could hear them and rounded on her with anger blazing in her eyes.

"What are you talking about? How do you know about