hopelessly wet.
“Don’t worry about it. Now that you’re here, I’ll have to get another.” Jared thought about the little shop in town where he could buy things for his home and his new mate. Belatedly, he realized that he wouldn’t be able to do that any longer. From what McBride announced to everyone this morning, no one was going into town until things settled down. “Or I guess I’ll have to make another.”
“Has the world really changed?”
“McBride said so, and since he’s the sheriff, he would be the man who would know.”
“But how will we survive?”
Easton looked to Jared to take care of him, and that scared Jared. He had always looked to McBride to provide for him, but now that he had a mate, there was more responsibility on Jared’s shoulders. He felt a slow-sinking fear but pushed that away. He was strong, intelligent, and hardworking. If they needed something, he would find a way to get it. As he accepted his new role, Jared had a far deeper appreciation for the heavy burden of obligation that McBride had always carried with such seeming effortlessness. If he remembered, he would thank him, but right now Jared needed to reassure Easton.
“The farm can be completely self-contained. Everything we need we can grow or make.”
“Really?” Easton sounded a little unconvinced. “What about power?”
“There’s a geothermal tap and solar.” Jared shrugged. “Caleb knows how to work them.”
“And if he leaves?” Easton reached out and trailed his fingers along the trail of hair that went down the center of Jared’s chest.
“You really are fascinated with my body hair, aren’t you?”
“I am.” Easton looked up at him and grinned. “Probably because I don’t have any.”
Jared nodded and considered his mate’s body again. He loved the creamy smoothness of his skin. He also found that without hair, all of him was fully displayed. It made him seem vulnerable and fragile somehow, which made Jared feel powerful and protective. Clearly, whoever came up with the idea of how to engineer thralls knew what he was doing.
“So would he?” Easton leaned over the sink so he could finger-comb his hair back from his face. The way he was standing lifted his tight little butt high. Jared couldn’t help himself. He leaned over and lightly bit each of Easton’s buttocks, making him jump and giggle.
“Would Caleb leave?” Jared thought about it as he re-dressed in the clothing they’d tossed off onto the floor. Since he hadn’t worked a bit all day, the garments were still fresh. He didn’t want to have to wash them for no reason, not when McBride had cautioned everyone to conserve what they had. “I don’t think Caleb would go unless…”
“Unless?” Easton turned from the sink and helped Jared button up his shirt.
“Well, if there are no more thralls coming to the farm, Caleb might go in search of one.”
“He’s lonely?” Easton folded up the shirtsleeves so they hit around Jared’s forearms.
“I think so. Once, we had a mechanical man that was for us to use for our physical needs and Caleb fucked it to death.”
“Zooks!” Easton shivered. “He’s that big down there?”
Jared laughed. “It wasn’t the size of his dick, which is pretty damn big, but he’s really strong. He threw the thing in the stocks and fucked it so hard he broke it.” Jared would probably never forget the sight of the snapping and popping fireworks exploding from the robot while Caleb kept right on plowing away at his backside. “When he climaxed, he jerked back and came all over the poor thing. I thought Bailey was going to burst into tears since he’d never even gotten to use it once.”
“Did you?” Easton exited the bathroom with Jared right behind him.
With a tap on his shoulder, Jared got his attention and pointed toward the kitchen. “I got to use it once, but I didn’t really like it all that much.”
“Why?” Easton settled at the table.
“It felt