Secret Santa Surprise: Book 29 in the Kindred Tales Series - Evangeline Anderson Page 0,33

Clear said, leaving the cookies sheets he was lining with parchment paper and coming over to join them.

“Bonding fruit?” Melanie frowned. “Why do they call it that? It smells delicious.”

“And it tastes delicious too,” Strong said patiently. “But if you eat it, you’ll have an urgent biological need to bond with a male—or males.” He glared at her significantly.

“It’s native to Twin Moons,” Clear told her. “And they call it bonding fruit because it allows a female to take the merged shafts of the Kindred warriors she wants to bond with deep in her body.”

“Oh, my!” Melanie breathed, her eyes widening.

“It’s also a potent aphrodisiac,” Clear went on.

“It’ll make you ‘fucking horny,’ as you humans like to say,” Strong put in.

If she was being completely honest, Melanie was already there. In fact, she couldn’t ever remember feeling so naughty and aroused and uninhibited in her life. But she thought it was probably best not to mention that…at least not right now.

“So I can’t just have a tiny nibble?” she asked pleadingly. “It just smells so good.”

“Let me ask you this—do you want to take both our shafts deep in your tight little pussy and get bonded to my brother and me tonight?” Strong growled.

“Um…no?” Melanie was surprised that it came out as a question.

“Then you can’t even have a ‘tiny nibble,’” the Dark Twin told her sternly. “So drop it little one.”

He was still holding her wrist but he loosened his grip so that Melanie could drop the fruit back in the bowl. She licked her lips and met Strong’s piercing blue eyes as she did so.

She had to admit she’d had a narrow escape but the truth was, that only seemed to make her feel sexier.

“I always wondered how you two would fit your…equipment into a girl at the same time,” she said, giving the two of them a naughty smile. “I guess I didn’t get far enough in my research.”

“Now you know,” Strong growled softly. “So if you don’t want to be ‘making cookies’ for real, you’d better leave the bonding fruit alone.”

“I’ll leave it…for now,” she added and gave the Dark Twin a flirtatious wink. “Come on—let’s finish the cookies.”

The good thing about the wave, was that it really did cook anything you put in it to perfection in a fraction of an instant. So after the cookies were shaped—by hand, since unfortunately, Clear didn’t have any cookie cutters—they were cooked perfectly almost as soon as he put them in.

Melanie had decided to use vanilla extract in her frosting, since she hadn’t found any other suitable fruit. She whipped it up with a Kindred appliance that was a little like a hand mixer except it had four star-shaped interlocking beaters instead of two. It turned out to be much faster and more efficient than the regular model and she was pleased with the results. And as she worked on the frosting, Clear and Strong shaped and baked the cookies.

When the frosting was finished, Melanie dipped a finger in the sweet, creamy mixture and walked over to Clear.

“Open up,” she commanded. “And tell me what you think of my frosting.”

Eyes wide, the Light Twin obeyed, opening his mouth and sucking her finger for a long moment to get the frosting off.

“Delicious,” he muttered hoarsely, at last, when Melanie removed her finger.

“I’m sure it is, Brother. I’d like to try some of that myself,” Strong growled.

“Of course.” Melanie strolled back over to the frosting bowl and dipped her finger in again. But as she was raising it to his mouth, the Dark Twin caught her wrist to stop her.

“I’d rather taste it off your lips, little one,” he murmured, his eyes dark with lust as he looked down at her.

Melanie’s heart started to beat harder but she didn’t hesitate a moment.

“That can be arranged,” she purred. She painted the frosting on like lipstick and then looked up at the Dark Twin. “Well? Come and get it if you still want a taste.”

With a low growl of pure lust, Strong gathered her to his hard chest. Bending her over his arm, he took her mouth in a ravaging kiss that left Melanie breathless.

For the first time, it occurred to her that she might be getting in over her head. Strong’s mouth on hers was relentless, demanding entry and then exploring her thoroughly, as though he had every right to do so.

Melanie couldn’t help kissing back. And as she did, she became aware that Clear was there too, standing just behind