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“I meant me,” Jac gasped. “Thinking about finding a third companion…fuck.”

Deacon’s fantasy was getting me there, too, even though I knew these two men would always be enough for me. My pussy clenched on Jac’s cock, and I was lost in Deacon’s lust-filled eyes as undeniable bliss poured through me, making me scream.

Jac roared behind me as he filled me up, and Deacon howled below, his hazel eyes rolling back. My fingers dug into Deacon’s shoulders as my whole body locked tight, until my release passed through me and all that was left of me was our ecstasy.

CHAPTER 29

Jacaranda

In the morning, I woke between my union. Every part of me was sore and it made me grin from ear to ear.

After our first round of lovemaking, Sarah was incorrigible and goaded us into another one. And another one. To be honest, it didn’t take much provoking to get us going. It was more than a relief to know she had only been under Rex’s influence and did not actually doubt my intentions. All of that was over, and I had them safe with me.

Deacon’s tail thumped lazily on my thigh. He rolled onto his back and cuddled against my chest. I kissed the top of his head and wrapped my right arm around him.

Quietly, he said, “Good morning.”

“How did you know I was awake?” I asked him.

“You stopped snoring.” Humor laced his voice.

I grimaced. “I had a long day, forgive the snoring.”

He softly chuckled. “Yeah. Same.”

“Ditto,” Sarah said before she cuddled me the same way Deacon did.

I held her tight with my left arm and kissed her. “Good morning.”

“Morning.” She sighed contentedly, her fingers drawing lazy patterns on my chest. “So, there’s a lot to figure out.”

“Agreed,” I said. We had lightly touched on everything that had happened to each of us during our supper with everyone, but there were so many other important things to discuss.

Deacon lifted his head to glance over at Sarah. “You’re going to rule over the city now?”

“Yes,” she said, sounding confident, which I loved. “I hope that is something you two are okay with.”

“I am.” I couldn’t imagine anyone more perfect for the job.

Deacon nodded his agreement, too. “It gives you authority over the ghostsandsome of the living of Halla, which is better than I had hoped for. I am less afraid for my family than I had been. To be honest, I was not sure how everything was going to work in that regard. However, it does put a target on you, Consort.”

“It does,” she acknowledged, and sat up beside me so she could see both of us. “But ever since I left Earth, there’s been a target on me, hasn’t there? I mean, being the only living conduit, then being the contra, and everything else that’s come after that, I’ve always been a target. At least if I’m running Faithless, I can affect real change on this micro-planet. I can help people—not just your family, butallof them. Get people out of poverty, end the slave system here…I can’t think of a better way to live my life.”

A massive amount of respect swelled in my chest. “I am so proud to be your companion, Sarah.”

“As am I.” Deacon reached over me, took her hand, and kissed the back of it. “Though, I believe we will need to renamethe city. We cannot exactly call itFaithless, when the only living conduit is running the city, can we?”

“No, I suppose not.” She thought for a moment, then said, “Um, where do you want to live in the city, guys?”

“I hadn’t thought of it,” I said, and shrugged.

Deacon hesitated. “I am unsure that I would want to live in the city. I grew up in Ladrille, Orhon’s capital. I am not sure city life is for me. I do not miss it.”

“Think about it this way, Deacon,” Sarah said as she crossed her legs, making herself more comfortable as we discussed our lives together. “This ismycity. I can make it into whatever I want. So, think about what lifestyle you want, and we can make it happen.”

Deacon set his chin onto my ribs and grinned. “Done.”

She beamed down at him, then looked to me. “You, too. I want input from both of you on this.”

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