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into her mind, and yet she heard it, too, though it was barely a whisper.
    “I know for a fact that I’m still buried inside Locan, but another part of my head says I’m standing in what appears to be a drawing.”
    “I agree on the way this looks,” said Locan, “but if it’s a drawing, it’s definitely three-dimensional. I can taste Addie on my tongue and feel your cock in my ass, but I’m standing in the middle of a cartoon forest.” He paused for just a moment. “Um, simple explanations are more than welcome.”
    “Not really cartoon.” Addie couldn’t believe where they were, but it was the only answer. “It’s CGI animation, like the stuff you see in movies. I think we’ve pulled up the visuals from the demon.” Addie concentrated on her surroundings. In the visual world the three of them shared, Locan stood beside her, Jett behind the two of them, and she saw her men as animated art—almost but not quite lifelike, complete with outlines and brilliant colors. “The images felt sort of familiar when he showed me. Does anything here remind you of—”
    “A video game,” Jett said. “But not the same one Demonikus came from.”
    “Thank goodness for that.” Addie had been the one to identify Demonikus. He was a nasty bit of work, the demon who killed the boys’ last fulcrum, and he’d been damned hard to destroy. His victim, Leah, bit Addie when Addie tried to help her as she lay dying—and that one bite turned an out-of-work accountant into an immortal demon slayer.
    If not for Leah, Addie wouldn’t be the new fulcrum for Jett and Locan.
    Not that she was complaining, though it might have been nice to have some say in the matter of such a major life change, but Demonikus had been one ugly opponent. And the only thing that had finally killed him was fire.
    The thought of burning up that cute little demon back in the cavern was just . . . well, it wasn’t something she really wanted to do.
    “If not Demonikus, then what?”
    She thought about Locan’s question, but it was hard to concentrate. Damn but Locan made for one beautiful CGI-animated figure! Ivory skin, silver hair, and eyes of brilliant blue. And as muscular as he was in real life, his CGI abs and pecs were amazing, but ogling Locan wasn’t getting the job done, so she dragged herself back to the issue at hand.
    Which took her back to life before Leah, before the boys and this whole new life. Back to her job in the real world. One of her coworkers was always playing video games at work, and now that Jett had mentioned them, she was almost certain this place where they stood now, the demon they’d captured, both were from a video game she’d seen.
    If she could only remember . . . “More sex,” she said, laughing. “It will help me remember what game the visuals remind me of.”
    Locan chuckled. Jett did a fist pump in the air, and the animated world she’d been standing in slipped away. Once again Addie was lying on the cool stone floor with Locan’s very hot mouth between her legs. And, from the shared sensations flooding her mind, Jett hadn’t missed a stroke.
     
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    Jett thought about the three of them, the way they connected on so many levels in everything they did, but he realized there was no comparison to the connection they found when they made love. And this time, actively working to connect on an even deeper level was taking him places he’d never imagined.
    He was Locan, and at the same time, he was Addie and himself and the three of them together. The sensations spilled—one upon the other—in a harmonious blend that raised his mental and emotional awareness even as his body trembled with three distinct sets of impressions.
    Everything felt sharper. The slide of his cock through Locan’s sleek warmth and the way the man’s tight sphincter clamped down on the root of Jett’s cock. The perfect clasp of that small muscle as it held him, clung to him each time he reached the apex of a stroke. The