Denis, Cherie - Sin [Caveman Love 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Cherie Denis Page A

womanhood. Now, by counting the passings of Tec on his fingers, he knew Em was finally of age. . This was her eighteenth summer.
    Cia had promised Em’s mother that Sin would not mate with her lovely daughter until she was old enough. Sin was getting tired of waiting especially now that Em was old enough. Just the thought of Em’s growing teats and dark pink nipples made him hard and aching. Lef seemed to be having the same problem. He desired to mate with Ria, a pretty, small, dark-haired girl who was the same age as Em.
    The two girls had grown up together as he and Lef had. They were more like sisters than friends. Their looks were similar, yet different. Where Em’s face was round and soft, Ria’s was more square and hard. Their hair was dark and long, hanging down their backs to the creases of high, firm buttocks. The rest of their bodies were hairless, except for the small amount of fur guarding the woman’s place. The place the men called a cunt.
    Em’s teats—”breasts,” his sister Cia had informed him—were heavy and full, almost as large as Cia’s. Her body was a woman’s body, and Sin hungered for her. Ria had small teats, but Lef said he liked small teats because they would fit in his mouth and hands better.
    Almost nineteen summers, the young men were feeling omnipotent as they reached their full manhood. Both were blessed with large, firm cocks, and the older women of the cave often made a point of offering to teach them what they needed to know to satisfy a mate. So far Sin had managed to elude their advances, but Lef had taken advantage of the offer a time or two, and said he had no words to describe how good fucking made him feel.
    Lef’s stories only made Sin more anxious to slip his cock into Em’s hot cunt.
    Sin knew he was a very lucky man to have a sister like Cia, who was smart and willing to teach the dwellers the words needed to talk to friends and fellow men. Theirs was a cave inhabited by many young and bright people. Cia was the one who had given him most of the words he had for talking and thinking about Em. Some words he and Lef had made up, so when it came to Em and Ria, Sin and Lef did not lack for ways to discuss them.
    The earth rumbled and grumbled as the young men clambered toward the summit of Pot. Dark gray, hot smoke billowed out of Pot, and ash landed on their heads and shoulders, scalding their skin. It was much worse today than it had been on any other day previously. Sin’s insides quivered. Fear crept under his skin like a worm eating at his gut.
    The heat grew more and more unbearable as they scrambled closer to the summit. “I am beginning to worry, Lef. Pot is grumbling more than usual.” Sin pulled himself up the last few feet and, finding a firm spot, planted his broad, bare feet. Lef stopped next to him, and they crept as close as possible to the edge of the crater.
    Peering over the rocks, they both gasped and jumped back. Indescribable heat boiled up and surrounded them, nearly burning their skin and singeing the hair in their noses.
    Their eyes burned, and sweat ran off their bodies.
    What they had seen would be with them forever.
    Pot had grown. His belly was huge and swollen with hot, red seed. It was the worst fire the men had ever seen. High flames of dark red, yellow, and orange pulled at them like the tongue of some evil, hungry beast.
    Sin had never been so frightened.
    He had spied on Pot since he was a small child, and this was beyond words. Beyond description. How was he going to explain to Cia?
    Pot’s belly grumbled and groaned; and searing, scalding ash spewed out. Sin had never seen such fury in the crater before.
    “Tec!” Lef screamed above the noise of the volcano. “What are we going to do?”
    The dome of molten rock and debris trembled and moaned like a woman giving birth. “We have got to get out of here.” As they watched, the dome gave a loud moan, and fire billowed closer to their feet.
    Sin grabbed Lef’s arm, and turning,