Unwrapped – Brides of the Kindred Read Online Evangeline Anderson

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Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
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“What are you thinking?” Hold asked, looking down at her. “You look like you have a question on your mind and you know, you can ask us anything you want.”

“Okay, well…” Celia took a deep breath. “I was wondering, how can both of you be with a girl at the same time? I mean, you’re too big. It seems impossible!”

“Most women enjoy being with Twin Kindred,” Hold said mildly. “One of us can focus on pleasuring her breasts while the other concentrates his efforts on tasting her.”

“Oh, uh…” Celia tried really hard not to imagine what he was describing. “Tasting her?” she asked. “Do you mean…”

“Lapping her sweet little pussy,” Fierce growled.

“Actually, we prefer to take turns at that—since all Kindred have a biological need to taste their mates,” Hold said.

Celia could feel her cheeks getting hot as she tried again not to imagine this scenario. But her traitorous brain insisted on showing her anyway—she got a flash of an image—lying naked between the two huge warriors with one of them leaning over to suck and tease her tight nipples while the other split her thighs wide and licked her between her legs…which was something Peter was completely unwilling to do.

Stop it! she scolded herself. Why would you even think such a thing?

She pushed the sensuous image away but she wasn’t quite ready to completely drop the subject—Hold still hadn’t answered her real question.

“That’s, uh, interesting,” she said. “But what I meant was, I’ve heard all kind of rumors that you…you know, make love to a woman at the same time. But I just don’t see how both of you could, um, fit.”

Fierce looked down at her, his dark eyes lazy with lust.

“Do you really want to know the details of how we share a female, lelka?” he rumbled. “Of how we fit our shafts inside her? Because I can tell you, if you want.”

“Oh, I didn’t mean, uh…” Celia stumbled, feeling her cheeks get even hotter. Dios—what had possessed her to ask such a question? “No, I just meant that it doesn’t seem like you’d be compatible with a human woman. I mean, maybe one of you but both of you? There’s just no way.”

“There’s a way, my lady,” Hold murmured and when she looked up at him, Celia saw that his lovely hazel-green eyes had gone sleepy with lust. “But maybe it’s better not to speak of it now,” he added. “I believe we’re almost to the Mother Ship.”

“Already?” Celia looked through the front viewscreen and saw a huge, pearly white ship getting larger and larger. “Oh…it’s beautiful,” she whispered in surprise. “I didn’t realize how big it was.”

“It’s a fourth the size of your moon,” Hold told her. “Enough room for all the mated Warriors and their families as well as the Unmated Warriors and the females they call as brides.”

And now I’m one of them, Celia thought. She wondered if she’d made a big mistake, agreeing to come with them up here. She’d never been so far from home in her life before—not that the idea of “home” meant much to her. Being raised in the Foster Care system, as she had been, home was anywhere she laid down at night. Still, it felt strange to know she was actually off of Earth—away from the planet where she’d been born and had lived her entire life.

“Docking now,” Fierce rumbled and Celia saw that they were flying into what looked like an enormous hole in the side of the Mother Ship.

“There’s an atmosphere bubble to keep the oxygen in and the freezing temperatures of space out,” Hold said, answering her unspoken question. “Don’t worry—you’ll be safe and warm inside.”

Celia liked that he tried to reassure her—instead of baiting her like his brother did. How strange that the two of them insisted on sharing a woman. She wondered why they even wanted to do that…and decided it would be better not to ask.

As long as they know they’re never going to share me, she told herself firmly. I’m going to be out of here in less than twenty-four-hours so they can just forget that idea!

She had no idea how wrong she was.

7

CELIA

“So, doll—how are you liking the Mother Ship?” The woman sitting beside Celia had a curvy figure, auburn hair, and a friendly smile. “I’m Kat, by the way—I planned all this,” she added, indicating the long table filled with succulent food that had been set up in the parkland in the middle of the vast ship.

Some of it was traditional US Thanksgiving fare—like the enormous roasted turkey and the green bean casserole. But some of it was clearly alien—like the bowl of writhing worms that was closer to Celia’s plate than she liked.

“Those are grieza worms, by the way,” Kat said, following her gaze. “You pour that blue oil on them there to kill them. They taste just like dark chocolate but they’re pure protein.”


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