Seth’s Doll – A Kinky Married Couple Read Online KD Robichaux

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
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My eyes go wide. “No! Astrid, no. I don’t want to bother him. I don’t want to keep you guys from what you have planned for this evening. I was supposed to just swing by and grab Luna as always, then⁠—”

“We have zero plans for this evening. You are in no way a bother. And something made you come inside instead of hurrying home to start cooking dinner,” she shuts me down.

I give her a monotone, “Seth is working tonight, so I was just going to grab Luna and me some Cane’s. I really just wanted to see if you could help me figure out what to get him for his birthday.”

My sister’s face scrunches like it always does at the mention of fast food. “Do you know what those chickens’ lives were like before they were sacrificed and boiled in vats of artery-clogging oils and fats, all for you to dip them in little cups of sugar and preservatives to feed my sweet, innocent little angel of a niece?”

“But it’s okay for me?” I narrow my eyes.

“You don’t care about you. But you care about Luna. So if I guilt you about her, maybe you’ll actually listen and not fill either of your bodies with crap. You are what you eat, sis. You are what you eat,” she repeats, slicing into a cantaloupe on the counter.

“Hey! I care about me. Have you forgotten I was once on a team coming up with a new all-natural formula for all-purpose cleaner?”

She scoffs. “Yeah, while fueling that brilliant brain of yours with Mickey D’s and Weinerschnitzel.”

This coming from the girl I used to eat super-cheap heat-up pizzas with every night when we were in hiding and our savings was dwindling. But once she moved in with Doc a year before they actually got together and insisted on cooking all his meals when he wouldn’t let her pay rent, he’d get her whatever healthy and nutritious ingredients she needed from the grocery store. So long, Totinos.

I cross my arms and huff at her. “Then the Mickey D’s and Weinerschnitzel must not be too bad for me, since I was so ‘brilliant.’”

“Did someone say Weinerschnitzel?” comes Doc’s deep voice, and I look over to see his giant form enter the kitchen. “Man, that place had the best chili dogs. I haven’t had one of those since we went to Vegas to check out a BDSM club, when we were doing research for our own before it opened.”

Astrid beams at her husband. “So like… fifty years ago, my love?”

He swats her on the ass, even though he has to be used to her poking fun of their age difference by now. “Goddess, I’m only forty-six.”

She goes up on her tiptoes and puckers her lips, and he immediately obliges, but not because she still has the huge knife in her hand. He worships the ground my sister walks on, and I love that for her, especially since her ex never let her leave it, constantly beating her to the ground instead.

She lowers herself back on her bare feet and looks up at her man who’s easily a foot taller than her. “Will you cut up the pineapple for me, Viking?” she says in a soft but sultry voice that has my face heating once again, and I look away from them.

I know this is just the way they are together, always. They live in their D/s dynamic twenty-four seven, and it works beautifully for them. I’ve never seen Astrid so profoundly happy, and it’s all because of this man with the patience of a saint and the healing powers of some supernatural being from a fantasy book. And they were made for each other. He is, for lack of a better term, the Daddy Dom she’s always needed, who takes the reins and guides her to accomplish everything she’s always dreamed of. And she’s the bright light in every room, a gift to anyone fortunate enough to be in her presence, the reward Doc earned by being a real-life superhero to so many people. He’s her rock, calm but fiercely protective, and she brings life into his days when there wasn’t any before. He makes any space safe for her to shine. As long as he’s around, no one can dull her sparkle.

They’d be downright stupid to even try.

And that’s exactly what that part of me is worried about, seeing this perfectly matched couple before me.

I don’t think I’m that for Seth.

I don’t think we’re the type of opposites that complement each other, the way Doc and Astrid do.

Where Doc is Astrid’s rock and makes her feel safe to be herself, and then Astrid’s brightness has pulled Doc out of his shell—I feel like my shyness brings Seth down, and if the way I’m still so easily embarrassed is anything to go by, his extrovertedness hasn’t rubbed off on me.



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