Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
“I’m sure there is. This is so fucking strange, though,” Klaus muttered, switching the movie off. “I don’t understand why the cabin is showing us horror vids.”
To his surprise, the cabin’s soft, feminine voice answered him.
“Studies have shown that watching frightening content can heighten sensations of excitement in bonded pairs,” it said.
“What? Well fucking stop—we don’t want ‘heightened excitement,’” Klaus growled.
“Yes, we want something nice—something romantic!” Kelli said, putting her head up. “I thought we signed on for the Maximum Romance package—these horror and slasher movies are not romantic!”
“You make a valid point,” the cabin conceded. “Very well, please try again. Your entertainment content has been changed.”
“Thank you!” Kelly perked up and looked at Klaus. “Go ahead—try another channel.”
Klaus shrugged.
“Okay, sure.”
Pointing the remote at the screen again, he turned it back on and went to the channel directory. This time all the channels said, “romantic content.”
Klaus chose a channel at random and they settled in to watch again.
This time there were no masked men or evil Santa goats or beheadings, which was clearly a relief to Kelli. Instead, they saw a couple—not unlike themselves—lying in bed and talking. A moment later they started kissing. And then they started touching.
“Oh my,” Kelli murmured as the man pulled down the sheet, revealing the woman’s breasts. “This really is, er, extremely romantic.”
Klaus thought “pornographic” might be a better term to describe what they were watching, especially after the male ducked his head and sucked one of the woman’s ripe nipples into his mouth.
She moaned and arched her back, running her fingers through his hair in a way that made Klaus shift in his seat. Fuck, this was hot!
He wasn’t used to watching human pornography, which was almost all visual. Kindred pornography was olfactory because they had a much better sense of smell than humans. In fact, aboard the Mother ship a warrior could go rent a “scent book” which was a collection of undergarments that had been worn by women while they were aroused.
Klaus did enjoy scent books once in a while—though it occurred to him that he hadn’t rented one since he’d started being Kelli’s Protector. But he found himself extremely intrigued by the human porn playing out on the screen.
Now the male had moved on from sucking his woman’s nipples and was moving down her body, placing hot, open-mouthed kisses across her trembling belly and down to her soft little pussy mound.
Klaus could feel his shaft growing as he watched—which was a problem since he wasn’t wearing any undergarments under the sleep trousers the cabin had given him to wear. Soon an embarrassing tent started forming in the front of the trousers, causing him to shift around on the couch.
From the warm, feminine scent coming from Kelli, who was still cuddled against his side, he could tell she was interested in the scenario playing out on the screen too.
The action was getting more intense now—and more graphic. The man in the vid had spread his woman’s pussy lips open with his thumbs and was tasting her eagerly. Just watching him lick her clit was making Klaus so hard he ached! But he still didn’t know what to say.
It was Kelli who finally broke the awkward silence between them.
“Wow, he, uh, really seems to be enjoying that,” she remarked, gesturing at the screen.
“Of course he is,” Klaus growled. “There’s nothing better than tasting pussy.”
“Really? You really think that?” She sounded genuinely surprised.
Klaus turned to face her.
“Fuck yes, sunshine! Kindred have a biological need to taste their women—but it’s not just that, we fucking love it.”
“You do?” She looked like she couldn’t believe it.
“Why does that surprise you?” Klaus asked. “Didn’t your ex-mate like tasting your pussy?”
Her cheeks turned bright red and she slapped his arm.
“Klaus!”
“Well? I’m just trying to figure it out.” He shrugged. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to—I was just curious.”
“Um…” She took a deep breath, apparently trying to compose herself. “Mitch wasn’t very enthusiastic about, er, going down, to be honest.”
“What an idiot!” Klaus growled. “How could he have a sweet, curvy Elite like you for a mate and not want to taste you?”
Her cheeks got even redder.
“Oh, I didn’t really mind. It, uh, doesn’t really do much for me, you know?”
“It doesn’t?” Klaus raised his eyebrows in surprise. In his experience, most women loved having their pussy licked.
“No.” She shook her head. “I mean, it’s nice to read about in spicy romance books and it’s certainly fun to watch…” She gestured at the screen where the man was still licking and kissing his woman’s clit and she was moaning and pulling his hair. “But it’s one of those things that just doesn’t feel as good as you think it would in real life, you know?”
“I see.” Klaus nodded. “And how often did your ex-mate try tasting you? Maybe his technique was lacking.”