“So really you’re really willing to do that—to share a female with me? If the opportunity arises, I mean,” he added.
“Only if it’s with Angel,” Bound said firmly. “She’s the only one it’s ever felt right to share, you know?” He shook his head. “Can’t explain it any better than that. But when the two of us touch her at the same time…”
“It’s beyond anything I’ve ever felt,” Gaze finished for him. He frowned thoughtfully. “I wonder if we somehow formed some kind of partial bond with her when she fed us her blood at the same time?”
“Is that possible?” Bound asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically.
“It probably wouldn’t be with a singular Pitch-Blood,” Gaze said. “But we’re Twin Pitch-Bloods—we seem to have rules all of our own.”
“Like not needing bonding fruit to share a female,” Bound remarked. “I remember how upset GrandSire got when you found that out, doing research about our kind.”
“He probably thought it would make it that much easier for us to ‘transgress’ and follow the ‘depraved ways of the Twin Kindred,’” Gaze said bitterly.
Unlike his brother, he had rebelled against their GrandSire’s teachings almost from the start. The idea of sharing a female and bonding her to the two of them at once had always felt right to him, no matter how often he was told it was wrong. He had been excited to share what his research had turned up with his brother, hoping it would change Bound’s mind about rejecting their Twin Kindred side.
For, unlike regular Twin Kindred who needed their females to eat bonding fruit in order to stretch enough to accommodate their joined shafts at the moment of bonding, Pitch-Blood Twins had no need of bonding fruit. That was because their particular type of Hybrid shared something in common with another kind of Kindred—the Beast Kindred.
Beast Kindred made a chemical compound which was present in their salvia, semen, and precum which enabled the female they were with to stretch to accommodate their Bonding Fist. And, as it turned out, Pitch-Blood Twins made the same compounds, with one caveat—each of them only made part of the chemical compound which enabled a female to stretch to open for them. But in order for it to work, the two parts had to be mixed together.
In other words, both of them would have to lick, rub against, or come inside a female, one after the other, in order to activate the stretching chemicals that would enable them to bond with her and enter her at the same time. There could be no plainer example of sharing a female because neither twin could bond a woman to him without the help of his brother.
When Gaze had found this out, it had made him more sure than ever that he and Bound were meant to share a female and to eventually bond the right one to both of them for life. Unfortunately, his GrandSire had found his research and he was not happy with what he saw.
“Never saw GrandSire so angry as after you found that out about us—that we wouldn’t even need bonding fruit to share a female,” Bound said, bringing Gaze out of his thoughts. “He beat you within an inch of your life—remember?”
“I’m not likely to forget,” Gaze said dryly. “I still bear the marks of his cane on my back. He told me to stop ‘looking up filth and get my mind out of the gutter.’”
Bound shook his head.
“I didn’t understand why you couldn’t just agree with him and let him think he was right—why it was so important to you to keep on digging up things about our kind of Kindred that upset him.”
“Do you get it now?” Gaze asked him. “After what we just shared with Alexa? Do you see how she could be the one for both of us?”
Bound nodded thoughtfully.
“I do—but I don’t know if she does.”
“Oh, I’m sure she doesn’t,” Gaze said at once. “After all, she comes from a planet where males and females don’t even mix—let alone bond. She may be regretting what the three of us did together even now. In fact, she might refuse to go a single step further.”
“I don’t think so,” Bound said thoughtfully. “The pleasure we feel when the three of us touch is fuckin’ addictive. I think she’s gonna want more—I know I do,” he added.
“I do too,” Gaze admitted. “But it’s got to be on Alexa’s terms. We’re going to have to let her lead every step of the way.”
Bound frowned.
“That’s going to be damn hard when all I want to do is take her to bed between us and lick her sweet pussy while you suck her nipples,” he growled.
“I want that too.” Gaze nodded. “But we have to let her initiate any intimacy between us—we have to be patient. And we also have to try and be helpful to her—she’s trying to do a good thing here, putting an end to the practice of working slaves to death in the Death Mines. We need to do everything in our power to aid her in that quest.”