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What am I? Everything. I am his everything.

He fucks into my ass. “Do you hear me, consort? I know whatI’m thinking. I mean every word.”

Tears blur my eyes. More than his words, I feel him.

I am a better man for loving you, Kaja.

He is close. So close. I feel his orgasm start, but he keepspushing his feelings at me.

I see a picture of myself in his brain. I glow. I am loveand light and healing to him. I am comfort.

“I love you, Kaja. I love you.” He gives over and lets theorgasm take him.

I am surrounded by Dante. His strength, his power, his loveflows through my system. He overpowers me. All of his thoughts, his feelings,his memories hit me as strongly as his pleasure. My vision fades, and the worldblinks off.

I come to with the most languorous sense of awakening. Andthe feel of someone biting my thigh.

I look down my body, which is now on our bed. My hands arefree. I am spread out.

And Dante is feeding.

Such pleasure. He floods me with it.

He releases me. “I was right. I like this vein because I cansmell your pussy.”

There is a drop of blood on his lips. He licks it up butdoes not move beyond letting his head nuzzle my pussy. He lays his head down onit as if it is a pillow. “Although, I swear, I can smell you all the time. Ican smell everything, actually. And my eyesight is better. I have a theory.”

I let my hand find his hair. Peace, blessed peace. “What’syour theory, my love?”

His head comes up. A smile crinkles his face. “I like that.Anyway, I noticed that I’m stronger.”

I noticed, too. He carries me around like I weigh nothing.He is faster than he used to be.

“I can see better than before. Everything physical about meis better.” He kisses my pussy, an affectionate gesture. “Pretty pink parts.”

He is easily distractible. “Dante.”

“Fine. I think it’s you. I think it’s your blood.” His armssurround my thighs. “When we’re connected, I see the world the way you see it.Experience it through your eyes, so to speak. You have better senses than I do.Feeding from you makes me stronger than I could have imagined.”

“That’s good,” I say, but I am not truly listening. I amthinking about fitting in. I cannot leave. I can never leave him. Now that Ifeel his love for me, he will have to deal with me for the rest of hispreternaturally long life. He will never be rid of me. I am the best part ofhim.

“A fat lot of good all this strength is going to do mebehind a desk.” He sits up, a frown on his face. “I have to meet Lodge. If Ihurry, I can still make it in time.”

He is leaving, but this time I am calm. He is not leavingme. “I will wait up.”

He gets off the bed and walks to the closet. He pulls out apair of pants. “I don’t want that.”

I frown. Well, I am tired. “I can go to sleep.”

“No, Kaj. I want you with me.” He puts on the pants andwalks to the bed, holding out his hand. “Come with me.”

I place my hand in his because I will follow him anywhere.

ChapterTwenty-Five

Chalen

“And how do you know where they’re going to be?” Iask my former mistress over our video connection.