“No.” Kat shook her head firmly. “I don’t want to take a risk. My pills ran out while I was on the Mother ship—I’m not protected right now.”
“There is no birth control pill that works with a Kindred male,” Deep said. “But you wouldn’t need protection anyway—there’s no way you could conceive if only one of us made love to you. In order to become pregnant by Twin Kindred, both of us have to fill you at once.”
“That’s very comforting,” Kat said dryly, hoping her voice didn’t tremble and give away her fear. “But I think I’ll skip it anyway.”
“Let me urge you to reconsider,” Deep said seriously. “Penetration with the phallus will ease some of your symptoms. But only being filled with the seed of either Lock or myself will truly end your pain—the deep need you feel to be taken.”
“I can’t,” Kat whispered, shivering. “Can’t let myself go that far.”
“Not even with Lock?” Deep rumbled in her ear. “He can be very gentle and slow, little Kat. You could just lean back against me and let him fuck you.”
His words brought an inescapable image to her mind’s eye—one so vivid Kat couldn’t help seeing it. She saw herself, leaning back against Deep’s broad chest, her hair spread like a red shawl over his shoulders. He was murmuring in her ear, telling her to relax, to open herself, while Lock covered her, his cock thrusting slowly into her, pumping in a gentle rhythm until he filled her with his seed.
For a moment she wanted it—wanted it so badly her entire being ached with the need to have one or both of them inside her, to be pinned between them and penetrated with no hope of escape. But that was the bonding fruit talking, Kat was sure. She pushed the need away and shook her head. “No,” she said. “Not even with Lock. I’m sorry,” she added, looking at the light twin. “I just can’t.”
“I understand.” Leaning down he placed a soft, warm kiss on the top of her knee. “I’ve told you before, my lady, that I don’t wish to do anything you don’t want me to do.”
“Thank you,” Kat said gratefully. “I believe you. And I trust you. I…I trust both of you.”
“You don’t sound entirely sure about that.” But Deep sounded amused rather than offended. “Very well, little Kat, let’s see what we can do to make you feel better. First I need you to spread your legs.”
Kat had known this was coming but it was still incredibly hard to part her thighs completely and let Lock get between them. She forced herself to do it, though, knowing there was no other way.
“Easy, my lady,” Lock murmured, rubbing his cheek against the inside of her right thigh. “I swear I’ll be gentle with you.”
“I know you will,” Kat said tightly. “It’s just…that thing is so big.”
“Lock will take things slowly.” Deep spoke softly in her ear. “As slowly as you need him to.” His hands slid down to find hers and he entwined their fingers. “Hold on to me if you need to.”
Kat found she did need to. She gripped Deep’s fingers tightly as Lock positioned the smooth wooden head between her thighs.
“I’m just going to wet it with your juices, my lady,” he said. “For easier penetration.” He stroked the head of the phallus between her swollen pussy lips, sliding over her clit. Kat moaned, her hips jerking involuntarily at the bolt of almost painful pleasure that shot through her.
“Sorry,” she gasped. “I’m just so damn sensitive.”
“It’s all right.” Lock looked concerned. “Did I hurt you?”
“You didn’t hurt her, you made her come.” Deep’s voice was a low growl in her ear. “Look how tight her nipples are. And her pussy is coated in honey. Did it feel good, Kat?” he murmured in her ear. “Or do you need more?”
There was only one answer Kat could give. “More,” she whispered breathlessly. “Please, more.”
“Put it in her,” Deep directed his brother. “Slowly, though. Make sure she’s open enough to take it.” He kissed Kat on the cheek. “Lock is going to enter you now, Kat. Are you ready?”
“I think so.” Kat squeezed his fingers harder. “Just…be gentle.”
“Always,” Lock assured her. “Always, my lady.”
Kat felt him position the head of the carved wooden cock against the entrance of her pussy. Then slowly but firmly he began to slide it into her.
Thought she tried not to, she couldn’t help tensing up. On Earth, every time she had a pelvic exam, her doctor always had to use the extra small speculum—she was that tight. And the damn wooden thing Deep and Lock seemed determined to use on her was freaking huge. Sure enough, she could feel herself stretching as the wooden shaft slid deeper and deeper into her…but somehow it didn’t hurt.