Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 86074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Probably because I have my fucking emotion damper turned down so I can feel things, he thought, enjoying the erotic sight of Light stroking the little female’s long, wavy brown hair as he kissed her back. The Light Twin had to bend almost double to get down to her level, but he didn’t seem to mind.
At last the kiss broke and Light straightened up again, a stunned look on his face. He put his fingers to his lips, almost as though he wasn’t sure what had just happened to him.
“So soft,” he murmured, looking dazed.
Before Dark could say anything to him, the little Elite was turning her face up to him.
“I guess I ought to kiss you, too,” she said, her cheeks getting pink. “I mean, so he thinks I’m with both of you. Unless you don’t want to?” she added uncertainly.
Dark most certainly did want to. Leaning down, he gathered her into his arms and pulled her to him—carefully, though, because she was tiny and delicate.
“Oh!” Her eyes widened in surprise but then she bravely pressed her mouth to his and reached up to put her arms around his neck.
Dark was surprised at how much he liked the soft press of her lips to his. He and Light had gone to visit the Pairing Puppets—artificial fembots who serviced the sexual needs of Unmated warriors—which were located aboard the Mother Ship. They had tried all kinds of things which had been forbidden on their home world—including kissing, even though neither of them felt much desire to do it. But Light had insisted that they needed to see “what they had been missing” all these years under the strict rule of The Collective.
Dark had found kissing a Pairing Puppet to be an unrewarding endeavor. To be honest, it was fucking boring, maybe because a Pairing Puppet didn’t really have any emotions and didn’t honestly care if you kissed it or not.
He could tell the little human female cared about being kissed though—she was trembling in his arms and her lips were tentative but eager as she pressed them to his.
To his surprise, Dark found what she was doing extremely pleasant. He also found that he was wrapping his arms around her and kissing her back as his cock got harder than it ever had in his uniform trousers.
He got even harder as the kiss went on. The little human female had such soft lips and her scent was sweet and slightly floral. Her body was curved in all the right places as she pressed herself against him and her soft breasts rubbed against his chest which was extremely fucking pleasant.
At last she drew back, panting.
“There! That should give him something to think about. Come on.”
And without waiting for an answer, she took both him and Light by their arms and tugged at them, pulling them over to one of the small tables near the back of the club.
Dark shared a look over her head with his twin. Light simply shrugged, a slight smile playing around the corners of his mouth. Due to their Imperfect Twin Bond, Dark couldn’t hear his brother’s thoughts, but his expression spoke clearly. Why not?
Why not, indeed.
Bemused by the strange new adventure that was happening to them, seemingly at random, Dark went with the little female willingly. He and Light sat across from her at the small table, which was too short for them to fit their knees under it, and waited to see what might happen next.
“All right—whew!” she sighed and mimed wiping sweat off her brow. Then she looked up at them. “I’m Lilibet—Lili for short. Thank you both for rescuing me!”
“We didn’t really do much,” Light pointed out. “Other than go along with your ruse. And my designation is Treads Lightly. This is my twin brother, Fights Darkness,” he added, pointing at Dark. “Though most people just call us ‘Light’ and ‘Dark.’ Which is convenient since I’m the Light Twin of our Pair and Dark is the Dark Twin.”
“Wait—you two are Twin Kindred?” she asked, her eyebrows shooting up in surprise. “I thought you must be some other kind because of your, uh, skin color.” She nodded at Dark’s golden-purple skin—a color the Ash’anti called “tallash.”
“We have Ash’anti blood as well as Twin Kindred Blood mixed in our DNA,” Light explained.
Dark noticed that he left out the part about how Dark had Berserker genes as well—possibly he didn’t want to scare her. That was fine with him—he deferred to his brother’s judgment. When the two of them were out together, Light tended to do most of the talking, which was fine with Dark. He preferred to look at the lovely little Elite, anyway.
“Wow, that’s really interesting—but what do you mean when you say you have Twin Kindred Blood ‘mixed’ in your DNA?” she asked.
“We’re Dark Kindred,” Dark said, joining the conversation at last.