I can manage that.”
“Good. Your new clothing is on the way. There are a few items that you will need for this environment that are not included in your current clothing selection.”
“Right. Makes sense. Now, what are we going to do?”
“Leave the dishes to the bots and step outside. There is a whole new environment out there, and you need to get accustomed to it.” He held out his hand. “Shall we?”
For her answer, Mila slid her skin along his in a slow movement before gripping his hand. “Let’s get started.”
Chapter Five
The gardens were huge and full of vegetables.
“What do you do with the surplus when you aren’t home?”
“I have the bots load it into a container, and they ship it to the market in the city. Nothing is wasted. The stalks and leaves are mulched and recycled as compost.”
Mila looked around at the walls of stone that surrounded them. “How did you pick this place?”
“The spot called to me. The minerals in the stone allow me to create an electromagnetic charge that can knock vehicles out of the sky and stun intruders. It is a nicely defensible position.”
Mila looked at the thin crystalline veins running up the stone walls. “Right. Of course that is what you would look for in a home.”
“I wasn’t looking for a home. I was looking for a refuge. The few Lrrko that survive to be my age are a little tired of the bustle of the cities.”
“How old are you?” She cocked her head. It hadn’t occurred to her that the Elders were actually old. They didn’t look old.
“I have entered my second century. My genetic profile indicates that I have at least another century to go. My line is long lived.”
She nodded as if she knew what that meant. “So, the Lrrko reproduce exclusively by cloning?”
“Yes, we are an awkward fit for most species on the genetic level. We can mate with other species, but there are few that will produce a Lrrko.”
“So, the mating in those cases is for companionship purposes. That makes a certain sense.”
“We are still males in search of females, for the most part.” He squeezed her hand.
She squeezed back. “Now that I have been dropped in your lap, whatever will you do with me?”
“If you had been dropped in my lap, I would know exactly what to do with you.” He pulled her against him and kissed her.
The surprise she felt quickly gave way to fascination at the care that he was taking with her. He gently held her head as his lips stroked hers.
She appreciated the size of his hands as they nearly covered her skull, and the kiss was designed to arouse her, not seduce her. Mila catalogued every sensation, including her hands pressing against his chest and slowly moving over the tight material that covered him.
The fabric that their clothing was made of had a thick feel, and she suspected that it was some kind of body armour. The seals had magnetic elements that held them tight to the body and reinforced the smooth line of the garment. The fabric itself was so faithful to the skin that it was almost like touching naked flesh.
He raised his head and smiled. “Now for the tour.”
She blinked as her world righted itself. “Um. What was the kiss for?”
“Well, your normal Familiar would have had a few weeks to get you accustomed to his touch. I am starting late and, therefore, must make up for the lost time.”
“What is the obsession with a sexual relationship?” She bit her lip and tasted him. Blushing at the heat that the small sample sent through her, she kept her face turned away from him.
“The purpose of a Familiar is to keep you content. Sex is part of that. Also, if you feel affection toward me, you will select me to be the genetic donor for your heir. It is an archaic method for an attachment, but I have been assured by Lynni that it works.”
She glanced at him, and the clear-cut line of his lips was curled in amusement.
She exhaled heavily. “It does work, but it is still sneaky. I was told
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