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Her cheeks blushed “I was birthed by my mother”

Jago reached out and lifted her chin with his fingertip “You know that we are incubated in nests, don’t you? They taught you that on Earth?”

“Yes, sir I listened carefully during the lectures I studied the scrolls of Hezara” She spoke so softly, Jago had to tilt his head to hear She was tirammed, unlike the sexdroids whom they usually fucked

“Then you understand that Kriss and I came from the same nest We hatched on the same day and consequently, we are heart twins—nestors What one loves, so does the other” He and Kriss had been raised and trained together, never separated at any time for more than a few days

“Yes, sir,” she whispered “Heart twins”

Jago slid his finger along her neckline, down past her proud collarbone and across the warmth of her breast Her nipple stiffened and turned damson The rise and fall of her breasts intensified as she snatched a breath He lifted the nipple with the knuckle of his forefinger

“Smooth skin,” he commented to Kriss “Touch her”

Kriss followed the saer “These are natural breasts”

Jago cupped one, spanning his fingers around the roundness and gave it a gentle squeeze Shayla released a tiny moan Kriss followed his lead He, too, circled a breast and embraced it in his palm

“The sexdroids just don’t feel like this,” Kriss remarked

Jago agreed The manufactured droids—artificial constructs sheathed in cloned skin and flesh—were a poor substitute for a real woht out es, but until they discovered Earth, few had ed to fulfill their wishes To cope with their de body of Hezaran men, had ordered an army of sexdroids to be built and those so-called women provided some relief while scouts hunted for new females on other worlds