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Drowning in sensation was far preferable to being conditioned to numbness.
A man as sexual as Lucas would have more than his share of lovers. Lovers who were at home with their sexuality, open and wild enough to take him on. He had no need to seduce a Psy who’d never kissed a man in anything other than her dreams.
“Stay safe, Sascha darling.” For a second the mists fell from her eyes and he saw the real woman. “I wish I’d been born in another time, another place. Then maybe I could’ve escaped fate . . . maybe I could’ve been your darling.”
She narrowed her eyes. “I could turn your mind into mush if I wanted.” “But then who’d lick you to orgasm?”
“You’re going to let hundreds die because you want to keep me alive for a few extra days?” “An hour of your life is worth more than a thousand people to me.”
