Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
“I thought there was some kind of vibrational frequency that might be causing extreme arousal.” Hold looked thoughtful. “It makes sense that the members of the Sisterhood of Peace would think worshipping their Goddess must entail sexual contact, considering they live in a place that’s constantly stimulating them.”
“Translation—everyone here is apparently fucking horny all the damn time,” Fierce growled. “And we’re stuck here until they fix the ship. So what are we going to do about it?”
“You can just keep on doing exactly what you’re doing right now,” Celia said primly, nodding at the way his big hand was clasped loosely around his erect shaft. “Because I am not cheating on Peter any more than I already have.”
“You may not have a choice, my lady,” Hold said softly. “It sounds like we’ll need to at least stimulate your breasts to enable you to start producing the pleasure drops.”
“I don’t want my breasts making some kind of weird drops!” Celia protested. “Can’t we just pretend I’m making them?”
“We can try, I guess.” Hold sounded doubtful. “But since your nipples aren’t blue and that seems to be the visual sign that your breasts are producing the drops…” He trailed off, shaking his head.
“You’re going to have to let us suck your nipples, lelka,” Fierce said bluntly. “We have to look like we’re at least trying to follow their ways, at least until we get the ship fixed.”
Celia bit her lip.
“But…how long do you think it will take?”
“As banged up as it was?” Fierce shook his head. “It’s not going to be an easy fix. That destabilized wormhole did a fucking number on it. We were lucky to get out of it alive.”
“I know.” Celia shivered, remembering her absolute certainty that they were going to be torn apart and die during their terrifying ride. “I never want to go through another wormhole again!” she said with feeling.
“I’m afraid you’ll have to if we’re ever going to get home,” Hold told her. “Wormholes are usually very safe,” he added. “And it sounds like the one we went through is usually safe too. Except for every two hours when it destabilizes itself.”
“Usually safe?” Celia shook her head. “Madre de Dios—that thing nearly killed us!”
“Well, it’s not going to matter what way we choose to get home if we don’t have a ship to go home in,” Fierce pointed out. “We’ve got to fucking play along with these people until we can get it fixed and get out of here.”
“Well…all right,” Celia said at last. “I guess we can’t help it—you two will have to, uh, suck my nipples—at least when Ger’tha comes to check on us,” she added.
“Luckily, we should be able to hear her coming,” Hold remarked. “Since her hooves make sounds on the wood when she walks.”
“So the minute we hear her coming, the two of you start sucking my nipples,” Celia said. She shook her head. “Peter will just have to understand—this is a matter of life or death!”
“It truly is,” Hold agreed. “We must do whatever we have to in order to survive and get our ship fixed.”
“Well, I’m not going to sit here and pretend I’m only doing it to save our skins,” Fierce growled. “I fucking loved sucking your ripe nipples, sweetheart, and I can’t wait to do it again!”
“Fierce!” Celia exclaimed, her cheeks getting hot with a blush.
“And don’t act like you don’t want us to suck your nipples either,” the Dark Twin went on remorselessly. “We can smell how hot you are, little girl. You want us to suck you as much as we want to do the sucking.”
“Fierce, could you try not speaking your mind for once?” Hold demanded, looking irritated. “It’s clear that Celia feels conflicted about having to do this with us—do you have to make things worse?”
“Just telling it like it is.” Fierce shrugged, his broad shoulders rolling. “And if you weren’t so damn proper you’d agree with me.”
“What I am trying to be is considerate of Celia’s feelings,” Hold snapped. “And since we’re trying to convince her that we’re a better choice than Peter, I would think you’d try to do the same. You—”
“Shhh!” Celia held up a hand for silence and put her finger to her lips.
As soon as they stopped talking a tap-tap-tapping sound could be heard approaching them.
“Quick! Come here—hurry!” she hissed at the two of them. Lying back on the bed, she thrust out her breasts and motioned for Hold to come on her left side while Fierce lay on her right.
They barely made it into position and started sucking her nipples before the curtain at the end of the bed was thrown back and Ger’tha was revealed, staring at them in obvious disapproval.
“I heard noises of disharmony coming from this area,” she said, glaring at Celia. “Were you and your worshippers fighting?”