Jon Reskind - Caesar conquers book III

Once Mark and Steve had removed the grisly, still form of Morgan from their sight, the four of them had slumped down onto the mattresses, cuddling silently, the need for words unnecessary amongst them. Jean was almost sleeping when she heard the mournful, eerie howl, and suddenly felt Carol's hand clutching at her own!

"Caesar…!" Carol whispered. "It's him, isn't it…?"

"Yes… yes, it's him," the blonde young wife answered thickly, tears filling her eyes. "I-It's all over… he… the wild-pack is leaving… He's saying goodbye…"

"Ooohhh… we'll never see him again…" the willowy brunette sadly hissed.

Mark moaned uneasily in his sleep and Jean withdrew her hand from her friend's so as not to disturb him further. God knows, the poor darling hadn't had a decent night's rest since it had all begun…

A sound… a tiny whimpering sound coming from the small mouth of the almost hidden cave where Caesar had first taken them, caught Jean's attention. She raised up to her elbow and listened as it came again… louder this time! Then, she saw it approaching… saw the amberish glowing eyes in the faint flicker of the single candle…!

"Oh God!" she sighed aloud, a warm sensation of joy rippling through her as she quickly got to her feet and went to where it stood looking up at her. Lovingly, she reached down and picked it up, hugging the little animal tightly against her breasts.

"Wh-What is it, Jean?" Carol questioned, both of their husbands raising upright.

"A pup… a German Shepherd pup they must have left behind!" she exclaimed, cuddling him as she returned to the mattresses and folded down onto them once more. "Oh darling, isn't he beautiful? Can… can I keep him… please, Mark…?"

The young deputy-husband couldn't help the tightness in his throat as he stared at the harmless appearing young brute. He had only to look at its eyes to know who had sired it! Christ, he wanted to say no… but how could he? How the hell could he…?

"Please, darling… I want to keep him so bad…?" his young, blonde wife pleaded, strange sensations rippling through her soft body at the feel of the little animal's warmth and… and the inherent hidden strength within him.

"Y-Yeah… yeah, sure, honey… if you want," Mark said, affectionately slipping his arm around her slender waist and kissing her on the cheek. What the hell, there was only one Caesar! What was he getting all up-tight about…?

Oh, he was so beautiful, and he, her darling lover had left him for her, Jean was certain of that! She raised him up, holding him in her hands before her face to stare deeply into his glowing, amber-hued eyes. God, he was going to grow into such a big and handsome animal… and she would teach him so many wonderful things…!