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    Itch throbbing through my veins and making my body react. My nipples were hard, tight peaks, and there was a restless need in-between my long legs that needed to be satisfied.

    I slid my fingers over my clit, the sensation pulsing through me with delight. My other hand brushed across my nipples, teasing them. For hours, I stroked my body, lost in my own thoughts. Too worked up to relax and watch TV, too needy to do more than prepare myself for the sex I needed. This was madness – no one would be awake for hours, and I was all alone. A succubus could not bring herself to orgasm – part of the curse. If we wanted relief, someone had to give it to us.

    Not that it mattered who – and Aloysius had commanded me to endure only the touch of a master. Lucky for me, David was right here.

    And fast asleep yet, although dawn was nearing.

    Suddenly frustrated that I was in such need and he was oblivious, I shoved the blankets off of him and placed my hand on his cock. It was soft with sleep, so I began to stroke it, taking the length of him in my hand and pumping with a cold-blooded necessity that I hated. He was leaving me no choice. Best to just get this over and done, and use him like I‘d always been used by everyone. I flicked my wrist, working him harder, feeling his body respond under my ministrations, his cock growing thick, lengthening under my hand. The old Olivia of a hundred and twenty years ago would have never done such a thing, but new Olivia was a jaded creature, a twisted, darker imitation of her old, cheerful self.

    David would hate the new one if he knew her. The thought filled me with a wild, unexpected despair. What did I care what he thought? He‘d known what I‘d turn into when he‘d left me with Aloysius…
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    But he hadn’t , I reminded myself. He hadn‘t known anything. He‘d been asleep for all that time. It’s not his fault you are what you are .

    My hands slowed, and I released him as if burned, shuddering with hate for myself. I slid away on the bed, curling up on the edge of it and hugging my knees to my chest, filled with self-loathing. I was no better than Aloysius, to take what was not given to me. A monster that cared nothing for the feelings of others.

    The bed shifted, and a hand touched my shoulder, gliding down my back. ―Why did you stop, sweet Olivia?‖ David‘s voice was a caress against my ear.
    I did not look at him. Could not. My shame was too great. ―I will not rape you simply to satisfy my own needs.‖ My voice was hard with bitterness. ―I have experienced that particular violation myself, and know how it feels. I should not have touched you.‖
    His hand continued to stroke my back, as if soothing a wounded kitten. ―You need relief, do you not?‖ At my short, jerky nod, he continued. ―If you do not like touching me, I can get Noah for you. He is kind and considerate, and…I would not stand in the way of what you desire.‖

    ―I don‘t want Noah,‖ I said miserably. ―I don‘t want anyone. But Aloysius‘s command is quite clear, and I can touch no man but my master. Unless I wish to crawl back to him…‖

    ―Then you need my help, don‘t you?‖ His hand wrapped in my long hair, pulling me backward onto the bed, until I lay next to him. ―I could simply remove the command, could I not?‖
    He could. I watched him, my gaze cautious. If he simply removed the command, I‘d be free to seek out another man. A stranger, I supposed. The thought left a bad taste in my mouth.
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    ―Unless you‘d rather spend your needing with…me?‖ His blue eyes focused on my face.
    ―Is that what you want?‖
    I wouldn‘t admit it. Couldn‘t. The words wouldn‘t move past my throat. Tell him that?
    When it was so obvious? It came to close to begging.

    As if sensing my reluctant desire, David ran a casual hand down my