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TORUS

Later that evening, Torus had a strong feeling that someone wanted to talk to him very badly. He was out running errands but he opened his mind at once to the Think-me call and heard Molly’s voice in his head.

“Torus, honey—could you please come back to the suite?” she asked. “I have a problem and I really need your help!”

The urgent tone of her mental voice made him instantly concerned.

“Of course, sweetheart. What’s the problem though? Do I need to bring anything?”

“Just yourself. Please hurry—I really need you!”

And then her voice cut off as the mental communication ended as quickly as it had begun. Torus was extremely anxious—what could be wrong with her? He hurried back to his suite—which was a modified Twin Kindred suite he had been given because of his size. Molly had moved in with him the minute they got back to the Mother Ship and they were happily cohabitating now.

As soon as he stepped through the doorway, he could sense that something was wrong. There were muffled moans coming from the sleeping chamber and the scent of feminine arousal was in the air. More than just arousal though, Torus thought as he sniffed the air—it smelled like a female in heat! Was that Molly?

“Molly, sweetheart?” he called, wishing again that they both had their TET devices. However, he had taken his off because it was no use while Molly didn’t have one.

“In here!” her voice floated from the bedchamber. She sounded like she might be in pain.

Torus hurried in to find her lying on the bed. She had on a thin little top made of white silk and her large, plump breasts were clearly visible through the sheer fabric. Her nipples looked especially tight, Torus thought distractedly.

From the waist down, she was covered by a furry throw blanket draped over her lower body. There was something awkward happening beneath it, but Torus couldn’t tell what exactly was going on.

“Sweetheart?” he murmured, sitting down on the bed beside her. “What’s wrong?”

Molly bit her lip.

“Promise you won’t be mad at me?”

“Mad at you? Why would I be mad at you?” Torus asked, confused.

“Well…because I might have done something kind of stupid,” she confessed. “Though in my defense, it wasn’t all my idea—Lana thought up part of it,” she added.

“She did, did she?” Torus raised an eyebrow at her. He liked Lana—she was a good worker and an excellent second-in-command. But there was no doubting that she got up to some questionable activities occasionally. He was friends with her Dark Twin Husband, Strikes Hard, and he had heard some of the wild adventures she and her Twin Kindred Mates went on.

“Yes.” Molly nibbled her lower lip again. “See, I was explaining to her why we weren’t Bonded and how the Bonding Fruit wine didn’t seem to work on me. And she said that the wine doesn’t have the usual properties of Bonding Fruit because it only makes you horny, it doesn’t make you stretchy.”

“Is that right?” Torus frowned.

“Yes, because something about the fermentation process neutralizing the stretchy part or something. I don’t know.” Molly shrugged and then gave a little moan, as though the small gesture hurt her. “So anyway, she told me that taking regular Bonding Fruit would help me stretch for you,” she went on.

Torus frowned down at her.

“Now, sweetheart—we’ve been over this. I don’t want to risk hurting you!”

“I know you don’t, but I just wanted us to be Bonded so badly.” Her lovely hazel eyes pleaded with him to understand.

“I know, sweetheart, but I’ll love you even if we’re not Bonded,” he assured her, stroking a strand of hair out of her pretty freckled face.

“I know you will, but I thought maybe Lana’s plan was worth trying,” Molly told him.

Torus frowned again.

“And what exactly was her plan?”

“Well…she said what I needed to do was take a really big shot of the concentrated Bonding Fruit juice and let it work on me and then I could prove to you that I could, er, stretch wide enough to take you.”

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