“I’ll do it,” she murmured, putting her hands on the front of the tight black leather trousers the Light Twin was wearing. She found the magno-tabs that held them together and gave a sharp little tug to open them.
Gaze sucked in a breath but said nothing as she slowly pulled the trousers down his long legs. Both males had already removed their boots, so he was able to step out of them with no problems which left him wearing nothing but a pair of dark blue undershorts that hid a very prominent bulge.
Was that his male equipment? Lexi couldn’t help wondering about it. All her adult life she’d seen vibrating phalluses and wands, some of which were supposedly shaped like a male’s penis, but she’d never seen a real one in person.
“Would you like me to remove my undershorts?” Gaze asked her.
“I’ll do it,” Lexi said again. Grasping the sides of the shorts, she pulled them down and bit her lip at what she found.
The Light Twin’s shaft was long and thick—much bigger than any of the pleasure wands that were sold on Zetta Prime. It twitched between his thighs like a sleepy snake and Lexi had the idea that it might get even bigger if it woke from its slumber.
I could wake it up, she thought, her heart pounding at the idea. If I touched him…if I stroked it and held it in my hand…
But what excuse could she give for doing such a thing? Biting her lip, she took a step back from the Light Twin.
“I, er, guess we’d better get your brother undressed now,” she remarked, trying to keep her voice even and calm.
“I guess we should. Do you want to undress him as well?” Gaze asked.
Lexi nodded. She might as well, she thought. And from the half-lidded look of sleepy lust the Dark Twin was giving her, he wouldn’t mind.
“C’mere, Angel,” he growled softly, when she took a tentative step towards him. “Make me naked, if you want to.”
“I just need to be sure you’re all right—you were quite badly wounded, according to your brother,” Lexi reminded him crisply.
Bound nodded.
“That’s fine—undress me.”
He was still sitting on the bench and Lexi stood before him, between his spread thighs. He was so tall they were still nearly eye-to-eye, despite the fact that he was sitting, but she found she didn’t mind the height difference. In fact, she liked all the differences between her own body and the big male ones of the two Kindred, she thought. It was surprising that she felt such interest in them—it was rather like tasting a new food you’d been told all your life was bad for you and finding it was delicious—your new favorite food, in fact.
Not that I’ll be tasting them or anything, she told herself sternly. Obviously the metaphor could only go so far. Though she had heard that males shot a kind of cream from their shafts—that was how they got females pregnant. They did something similar at the Impregnation Centers on Zetta Prime when a female wanted a daughter, but with a mechanical phallus filled with rarified semen which had been collected and sorted from donors across the galaxy…
She pushed her thoughts aside and unbuttoned the Dark Twin’s shirt, revealing a broad, muscular chest much like Gaze’s. However, Bound wasn’t quite as smooth—he had a small patch of curly dark hair in the center of his chest. A trail of the same dark hair led down his rippling abs and into the waistband of his black leather trousers. Lexi wondered if it continued on down to his groin. Well, she would see soon enough.
Bound was silent as she stripped off his shirt and Gaze helped him rise so Lexi could remove his trousers as well. He didn’t say anything until they were fully off and he was down to a pair of thin black undershorts which showed an even larger bulge than his brother’s.
Lexi spent some time examining the patch of pinkish, new-looking skin on his back and side where he’d been wounded and his body was healing. She was very gentle as she lightly stroked her fingertips over the new skin.
“Gods, Angel, your little hands are so fuckin’ soft,” Bound growled. He shivered a little as she examined him. “So soft and so warm.”
“How long ago did this happen?” she asked, looking up at him.
“Yesterday,” Gaze answered for his brother. “At least, I think it was just yesterday. The slavers that captured us drugged us at the space port and knocked us out. When we woke up, we were bound and chained in the hold of their ship. He cleared his throat. “I thought…thought that Bound was dead at first. For the longest time he didn’t move, didn’t respond when I called his name…”
His voice was ragged as he glanced at his brother and Lexi saw how very close the two of them were. Which made sense—they were twins, after all, even though they looked nothing alike.