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but I suspected it had something to do with the fact that we needed to be available for both Serim and vampire master.

    ―Here,‖ I said, holding up a pair of boxer shorts and flannel pajama pants given to us by Noah. ―Sleep in these.‖

    He took them from me and looked around the room, as if searching for something.
    ―There‘s no dressing screen,‖ I said, crossing my arms over my chest. ―Those are a thing of the past. You‘ll just have to get naked in front of me.‖
    He gave me a long, scorching look that made my toes curl, despite the uncomfortable fishnet stockings. His gaze went to my legs and my short skirt, then the pajamas he held. ―This is a very forward time, is it not?‖
    ―It is,‖ I agreed, feeling like the conversation had somehow gotten out of my control.
    Again. ―But I was kidding. I guess the joke falls flat when you don‘t get it.‖ When his hot gaze rested on my face once more, I threw my hands up. ―You know what? I‘ll just turn around.‖ I hated that flustered note in my voice. Scowling at myself, I turned my back to him as he dressed, offering him a bit of privacy.
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    ―This new world is quite strange,‖ he said after a minute, and I peeked over my shoulder.
    He was dressed, fiddling with the strings that tied the waistband of the pants. ―The clothes, the people–‖

    Speaking of clothes. ―I need a favor from you,‖ I said.

    David paused and looked back up at me. His gaze was on my face, but there was no denying the blue in his eyes, or the husky note of his voice. ―What do you need?‖

    And I reacted to it. ―Can you command me to take my clothes off?‖
    As soon as I said it, I felt a flush of desire surge through my body. I‘d meant for him to help me out of my predicament with the French maid outfit, but with the Itch sliding over me, it took on an entirely different meaning.

    David stared at me, eyes smoldering as he brushed the wet locks of dark hair off his forehead. His gaze dropped to my outfit, then back to my face. ―I fear that I misunderstand you.‖

    No, you didn’t , I wanted to say. ―I‘m a succubus, remember?‖ I gestured to myself. ―We have to answer to our masters in everything, and Aloysius is forcing me to wear this ridiculous outfit. I can‘t contradict him.‖ I moved forward, watching a few stray drops of water trail down his shoulder. I couldn‘t resist touching him, feeling those warm muscles – now warm underneath my fingertips – and brushing the droplets away. ―But you can make me undress. If you command me, I can get out of these clothes.‖

    His gaze seemed fixed on my hand as I trailed it over his muscles. I kept expecting him to reach over and pull me away, but he did not. His jaw flexed once. ―How shall I…how shall I word it for you?‖
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    Was it sad that I felt a hint of disappointment in his careful statement? Didn‘t he want to take advantage of me? Aloysius had used every advantage and made me regret any verbal opening left to him. ―You could just tell me to select any clothing I want.‖

    David‘s eyes met mine, and I was startled by their blueness, the beauty of his features, so clear and noble. ―Olivia, you are to wear whatever you choose.‖

    I waited a moment, hoping for the twinge that would tell me that the command had taken effect. Still nothing. Too softly worded? ―David, try again. You have to be more forceful.‖

    ―My apologies.‖ The heat in his eyes flared even higher. ―I am not used to this. To having a succubus at my command.‖

    ―You‘ll have to get used to it,‖ I breathed, stepping closer. My sex throbbed in time with my pulse, my voice going breathy. The need was fast upon me. ―If you command it, I can refuse you…nothing. Command me again, David.‖

    His jaw flexed and my mind focused on that small motion, on the strength of his jaw. I wanted to lick it, run my tongue along his skin, taste the salt of