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  “Are you implying that you don’t love him?”

  “She loved him, and I have her memories of him.”

  “Which doesn’t answer my question. Do you love him?”

  She hesitated only briefly before she shook her head.

  Her response was greeted with silence. She frowned. “Aleksander?”

  “Are you sure, or are you just saying what you think I want to hear?”

  “You can read my mind. You know I’m sure.”

  He didn’t respond.

  She waited in silence for several moments before she realized she could no longer feel his presence. “Aleksander! Don’t leave! Please. Aleksander!”

  “I am here, my lovely one.”

  Erin swung around, and there he stood, tall, strong, and handsome. His eyes shone with love. His cock was fully erect. She resisted the urge to immediately rush at him. She touched her chest. “You do know that I’m not really Tanginika? I have her memories, but I’m a different person.”

  “I loved her. I love you.”

  “I need you to want me because I’m me, not because I’m her. She would have chosen Malikinder.”

  He sighed and nodded. “I know.”

  “I choose you.”

  “Prove it, Erin.”

  With eyes full of tears and her heart full of joy, she walked to him.

  He engulfed her in a close embrace, rubbing his cheek against her forehead. “I love you,” he whispered.

  She could feel his emotion in the tense body pressed against hers. She clung to him. “I love you too, Alek. Together we’ll make new memories of our own.”

  “Before we do, I want you to know what happened with Aja.”

  She shook her head and stiffened. “I don’t want to talk about her.”

  He stepped back and tipped up her chin so he could look down into her eyes. “I didn’t sleep with her.”

  “She was naked, and I saw…fluids on your cock and—”

  He shook his head. “I made you think you saw traces of cum on my cock. I didn’t touch her. I’m a living spirit, Erin. Taking on a physical body requires an immense amount of energy. Making love in that body feels extremely good, but it requires even more energy.” He touched her cheek. “I’ve only made physical love to one other woman besides you.”

  “Tanginika?”

  He nodded. “I’m not a human male. I only feel this need for physical intimacy when my emotions are fully engaged. Aja doesn’t engage those. You’re the only woman who has since Tanginika. I wanted you to think I’d slept with her, because I felt betrayed by you, but I didn’t touch her.”

  She drew in a slow deep breath. “I’m sorry, Aleksander.”

  He sighed. “It’s partly my fault for allowing you to sleep with him again, but I thought you needed closure.”

  “I…she did, and she got it. Now I just want to be with you.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “I’m very sure.”

  “Have all your doubts been resolved?”

  “The doubts I have about us were because of Tanginika’s love for Malikinder.”

  “You liked him too.”

  She nodded. “Yes, but I love you. Wasn’t that clear when I rejected him in the hallway and in the Blue Desert? I feel a measure of sorrow for her having to say good-bye to him, but when I thought I’d lost you to Aja…” She took a deep breath. “I knew we weren’t the same person. She’d choose him every time. I’d choose you.”

  Apparently she’d finally convinced him of her sincerity, because he drew her into his arms.

  She closed her eyes, burrowing against him. “Love me, Alek.”

  He tipped up her chin. “Look at me.”

  She opened her eyes. The adoration she saw in his gaze filled her with delight and hope for their future.

  “You know that I’m not human and that I can’t maintain this body indefinitely?”

  She nodded. “I know.”

  He stroked her neck. “I require your blood to help sustain this body, Erin.”

  She placed her hands against his shoulders. “I’ll gladly surrender it freely as often as possible.”

  “I expect complete devotion from you. I won’t ever share you with anyone else again,” he warned. “I expect you to be mine, heart, mind, body, and soul for eternity.”

  “I am yours, Aleksander. You know that.” She slid her hand over his shoulders to stroke her fingers through his hair. “Let me show you the level of my need and love for you. Let me be your one.”

  He tightened his arm around her waist.

  Feeling his chest against her breasts and his thick, long cock pulsing along her belly, she trembled. She parted her lips, extending the tip of her tongue.

  He quickly undressed her before he bent his head. As his lips covered hers, he bent his knees and slid a hand between their bodies to position his cock at her entrance.

  She moaned softly, pushing her hips forward. The big head of his shaft slipped between the lips of her slit.

  Her stomach muscles rippled; her heart raced. “Do it,” she urged. “Fuck me, Aleksander, and brand me as yours alone…your one.”

  “Mine alone…my one…for eternity.”

  Instead of the hard, wild thrust she wanted and expected, he surprised her by gently easing his cock into her wet pussy.

  The slow tunneling sent chills of delight through her. She moaned against his lips, arching her body into his.

  Devouring her lips, he slid his hands down her back. Cupping his warm palms over her ass, he slid the last few inches of his cock into her.

  He fucked her with a leisurely hunger that branded her body and heart as his with each deep foray into her tight depths. He made each kiss and every stroke a demand for her surrender.

  Clinging to him, she gladly offered it. With her surrender came a wealth of feeling. Her stomach muscles tightened. Her passions heightened. She was so close to an emotionally and physically explosive climax, her entire body felt like a bundle of sensitive nerve endings.

  He lifted his lips from hers.

  She made a small protesting sound.

  “Look at me.”

  So close to coming, she had to struggle to obey and lift her eyelids.

  His eyes glowed. His incisors were exposed.

  Her heart raced with excited anticipation.

  He continued to slide in and out of her drenched channel. Soon he would need more than her pussy.

  “The need is now. Give me the substance I require, my one.”

  “Gladly, Aleksander.” She tilted her head, exposing her neck.

  He bent his head.

  She closed her eyes, savoring the feel of his incisors gently raking against her flesh before she felt them pierce and sink into her neck.

  Feeling her blood flowing from the small wounds into his mouth, along with a sudden fierce and deep thrusting of his cock into her pussy, provided the emotional and physical rush she needed to send her over the edge. She gasped, shuddered, and shook as she experienced an intense orgasm. A sense of euphoria quickly spread out from her pussy to encompass her entire body.

  She felt the bliss of being one with him and knowing that her blood helped sustain him. When she finally felt the detonations in her pussy, they enhanced and lengthened her pleasure.

  Even after he’d come, he kept his cock in her while he continued to ingest her blood.

  When she recovered from her extended climax, she was surprised to find herself sprawled on her back on her bed with him lying between her legs. His cock was still rigid inside her. His mouth was open, his canines touching, but no longer piercing, her neck.

  He felt much lighter than a male of his size should. He was losing his ability to maintain his physical form. She stroked her hands down his back. “Don’t leave me.”

  He kissed her neck and lifted his head to look down at her. “I won’t leave, but I can’t maintain this body much longer.”

  “I know.”

  He kissed her lips. “I’ll come back
as soon as I can.”

  She cupped her hands over his ass. “I like this body, but I love the spirit who inhabits it more. I like when I can feel you with me—even when I can’t see you.” She yawned and closed her eyes. As she drifted to sleep, she was aware that his weight no longer rested on her. But she felt him all around her.

  Chapter Sixteen

  When she woke again, it was morning. She was alone in her bedroom. A beautiful bouquet of flowers sat on each of her nightstands. She smiled and stretched before she slipped out of bed. Erin stumbled into the bathroom to shower. The aroma of brewing coffee greeted her when she emerged from the bathroom wearing only an oversize nightshirt.

  Erica must have returned home, she thought, making her way to the kitchen. Erin was surprised to find it empty. She crossed the floor to pour herself a cup of coffee. She added cream and sugar. She sipped it as she microwaved bacon and scrambled eggs.

  When would she see Aleksander again? She sat down at the kitchen counter to eat her breakfast. She felt restless but hopeful. Although she wasn’t sure how much time he’d need before he could assume a physical body again. She sighed, uncertain why he’d left after she’d asked him not to.

  “Where are you, Aleksander?”

  “I’m here.”

  She swung around on the stool.

  Aleksander, dressed in jeans and a pullover, stood in the doorway.

  She slipped off the stool and rushed across the room to toss her arms around his neck.

  He embraced her, brushing his lips against the side of her neck.

  She trembled when she felt his tongue and teeth probing the two small puncture wounds there.

  He kissed her neck before he lifted his head to look down at her. “No regrets choosing me?”

  She stroked her fingers through his hair. “Not a single one.” She hesitated. “He… Will he…be all right? Is he really dead this time?”

  “It’s nearly impossible to kill all traces of a living spirit, so he’s not dead as you mean the word.”

  “How were you both in the Blue Desert at the same time? Flame told me you’d provided the energy to produce Malikinder’s physical body. How were you able to produce two bodies at the same time?”

  “I couldn’t. Flame supplied the necessary energy to generate Malikinder’s physical body.”

  Recalling her first and only encounter with Flame, Erin compressed her lips. “Why would he do that when I know he doesn’t like me?”

  “He did it because I asked him to. What makes you think he dislikes you?”

  “He implied I’m fat and need to lose weight!”

  His lips twitched.

  Erin inhaled an angry breath. “Don’t you dare laugh.”

  “You’ve misunderstood him, Erin. He has no love for thin women. Remember that his Voni is a full-bodied woman as well.”

  “Well, he clearly thinks you’re too good for me.”

  He caressed her cheek. “No, he doesn’t. He’s been a mentor of mine for a long time and he might have allowed the special closeness we share to color his feelings when he spoke to you.”

  She felt her cheeks heat up. “He told you what he said to me?”

  He nodded. “He asked me to convey his apologies.”

  Hell would freeze over before she forgot or forgave Flame’s unkind words. She pitied Voni being in love with him.

  Aleksander laughed.

  She frowned, knowing he’d read her thoughts. “You’re twice the spirit he is,” she said.

  His smile immediately vanished. “No, I’m not. He’s older, much more powerful, and has much more finesse than I’ll ever possess. You’ll like him once you get to know him.”

  “No, I won’t,” she assured him.

  He laughed again.

  “I do have one concern.”

  “And that is?”

  She hesitated. “Your daughter. First, how is she?”

  “I’d like to think she’d be fine—if I actually had one.”

  “What?”

  “I don’t have a daughter, Erin. The myth of a daughter living out of state was a convenient excuse when I needed to discard this body to be myself or when I was summoned before The Council of Elders.”

  “So there’s no…female other than me you care about?”

  “Well…there is a spirit who always takes a female form when she assumes a corporeal body who is younger than me who I have fond…feelings for.”

  “Oh?”

  He shook his head. “I have no intimate sexual feelings for her. I feel like a mentor of sorts to her…much as Flame has been and is for me. Although I haven’t been a very good role model for her.”

  “So this female spirit… You don’t want to…sleep with her?”

  “No! The only one I want physical and sexually intimate contact with is you.”

  “Good.” She smiled. “Let’s keep it that way.”

  “I’ve spent hundreds of your years keeping it that way, Erin. I don’t foresee that ever changing.”

  “That’s sweet, Alek.” She tilted her head to one side, frowning.

  “What’s wrong, Erin?”

  “She’s gone.”

  “Who’s gone?”

  She frowned. “Tanginika. I still have her memories, but they’re no longer a burden weighing me down. I don’t feel her need for Malikinder. Where is she?”

  He shrugged. “Hopefully with Malikinder.”

  She stared at him. “They’re together?”

  He nodded. “Flame intervened with The Council and prevailed upon them to ease their restrictions on Malikinder. The Council will oppose either of them ever assuming physical bodies again, but they are together again. They are one.”

  He smiled at her. “As you might remember, while making love with a physical body is very satisfying, there is a special delight in experiencing a spiritual intimacy with your special one.”

  She nodded. “Yes. Yes, I do.” She sucked in a breath but couldn’t stop her eyes welling with tears, which quickly spilled down her cheeks.

  He brushed her tears away. “Why are you crying?”

  “Finally, I have the best of both worlds. I’m your one and have the excitement of rediscovering the Blue Desert with you. While we make wonderful new memories, I have the satisfaction of knowing that Tanginika and Malikinder have not only had a chance to make peace with each other but are finally together.”

  “And you are in my arms, my sheenea, where you’ll always belong and will be forever welcome.”

  She smiled up at him. “Really? Care to prove that?”

  He swept her off her feet and into his arms.

  She linked her arms around his neck. She brushed her lips against his chest.

  He carried her from the kitchen down the hall to her bedroom. There, he undressed quickly before pulling her nightshirt over her head and tossing it aside.

  She stood in front of him, confident that he found her nude body a thing of beauty.

  He took her hand and engulfed her in a warm embrace.

  She lifted her head.

  He bent his head.

  As he rained warm, hungry kisses against her mouth, she knew she was with the being she’d been born to love and adore. The delight of knowing how much he’d endured to win her ensured that their future would be both exciting and full of wonderful discoveries.

  THE END

  Marilyn Lee

  Marilyn lives, works, and writes on the East Coast of the US. In additional to thoroughly enjoying writing erotic romances in various genres, she enjoys roller-skating, spending time with her large, extended family, and rooting for all her favorite hometown sports teams. Her other interests include collecting Doc Savage pulp novels from the thirties and forties and collecting Marvel comics from the seventies and eighties (particularly Thor and The Avengers.) Her favorite TV shows are forensic shows, westerns (Gunsmoke and Have Gun, Will Travel are particular favorites), and mysteries (Charlie Chan movies in particular). Her all time favorite mystery movie is probably
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