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Deo?”
    “I’ve become used to having you to myself. But now…I feel different. I know you do too. My need for sex is so powerful. It’s not that you aren’t enough for me.”
    “I understand. I do,” she insisted. “It’s just that some of the others are so incredibly enticing. But Ever… I’m so drawn to him. I didn’t think I would want anyone as much as I want you.”
    “Yes, exactly.”
    “He’s so sad,” she said, as much to herself as to Deo.
    “It makes him more approachable. And less so, at the same time.”
    “Yes. But, Deo, how do you feel about this? The idea of us being with others?”
    “I want it,” he answered. “But only with you, Mercy. Only if you’re a part of it. And you? What do you want?”
    “My desires are the same as yours. For others. For Calam. But mostly my desire is for Ever. He knows it.”
    Deo nodded, a slow smile crossing his features. “I have a feeling we’re about to discover something wholly new to us both.”
    “You’ve been with other men before, I know. I’ve seen it in your head.”
    “I have. But Ever isn’t like any man I’ve known before. I’m glad to know you feel as I do. I had some sense of it in your response to him. But I had to hear it from you.”
    He picked up her hand, brushed a kiss over her knuckles, and once more her body lit with need.
    She smiled to him, and his eyes went dark, glossy. She reached down and found his cock hardening once more.
    “Ah, I love this about you. About your being immortal,” she told him, stroking him with a light, teasing touch.
    He laughed, arched his hips into her hand, and she fisted around his rigid flesh.
    “Ah, yes, let me just fuck your hand for a moment, love.”
    She tightened her grasp, loving the solidity of him, his moans and sighs of pleasure as she moved her palm up and down his erect cock. She felt the power in it, in the ability to bring him pleasure. Loved to see him close his eyes, his lips parting.
    “Will you come in my hand, Deo?”
    He laughed again, and suddenly he was on her, picking her up then shoving her down on the Persian carpet next to the big bed. Spreading her thighs with his hands.
    “Maybe, love. But first I’ll make you come. Once, twice. I want to hear you come. I want to hear you scream.”
    He bent his head and licked her, his tongue slipping over her already wet cleft.
    “Ah, Deo.”
    He licked again, his tongue delving between the soft folds of her cunt. His fingers pushing inside her, one then two. Then three. He angled his fingers, pressing against her G-spot.
    “Deo, you’ll make me come too soon,” she protested as pleasure rose, spiraled inside her.
    Another short laugh from him before he tugged on her clit with his teeth, hurting her a little. He knew she loved it, the contrast of the pleasure and the pain.
    “You torture me, Deo.”
    He only drove his fingers harder into her soaking-wet pussy and sucked her clitoris into his mouth. And bit.
    She felt the warmth of her blood seeping onto his tongue. Felt the heat move through her body as her climax hovered, shimmering at the edge of sensation. Pleasure was like fire inside her, spreading, spreading as he sucked harder. Another flash of the two of them together, and behind it, Deo alone on the beach. Then an image, cast into her mind on purpose, she knew immediately, of Deo with a pretty young man. The drape of the man’s long, brown hair as he knelt between Deo’s human thighs and sucked his cock. The lovely undulating pleasure of the man’s wet tongue, his silken throat closing around his erect flesh. Her climax hit her, hard and pulsing as she came in Deo’s mouth. As Deo came in the pretty male’s mouth in her head. Sensation merged until she could no longer tell whose orgasm was hers, or his, or both of them together.
    When it was over, he pulled away, his strong hands going to her waist to turn her over, placing her on her hands and knees. He spread her ass cheeks, leaned in and licked her tight