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“Gonna fuck you so good,” I hummed as I stroked, feeling every twitch and shift of his perfect body.

Muscles rippled across his chest and arms as he pushed against me. Chasing friction, wanting more.

Sliding my fingers out, I grabbed the lube bottle and dripped some directly on his asshole. I grabbed the butt plug again and pressed it to his opening. Halfway down the shaft was wider than my fingers had been, but I pushed deeper, gaping his hole centimeter by glorious centimeter.

His breaths came quicker, and tendons flexed in his neck as I drew nearer to the base, then pulled it out again and began the process anew. Easing in then out, teasing him until he was begging for it, rocking his hips and fucking himself against my hand. On his third thrust, I let him have all of it. The toy slid over the widest part and notched into place, firmly seated in his ass.

Loren heaved a breathy whine as I smoothed my palm over the base of the plug, then gave it a pat.

Leaning forward, I draped across his belly. “You like that cock in you, baby?” I asked.

He nodded jerkily, still blanketing his face with his hands.

I palmed his erection, curling my fingers around his shaft and rolling back the foreskin to expose the sheen of precum on his crown. I pumped down his length, loving the way he moved beneath me as he groaned.

At this rate, he wouldn’t last long, head swimming with sensations and body primed for pleasure, but I had more to do.

Releasing his cock, I dragged my hand past his balls and paused to tug on the base of the plug.

He whimpered—fuck, that sound got me wet—and I crawled onto him, straddling his waist. Gently, I took him by the wrists and bent in, pinning his hands on either side of his head so I could take in the view. His dark hair fanned around his face, his pupils were blown wide, and his lips were parted in mid-gasp.

He was as stunning now as he had been a century ago, and it would have been easy to love him for his looks alone. But he wasmore than that. He was soft smiles and tender touches, bashful and blushing in a way that made me want to grab him and kiss him senseless.

He was constant, ever-returning just like me. After each rebirth, I awoke to find him waiting. Without fail. Without question.

He was here now, exactly where he should be, and he wasmine.

“Indy?” Loren peered up at me with the slightest furrow to his brow.

Smiling, I released my hold on him, then took off my underwear and dropped them over the side of the bed. I reached for the lube bottle again. Pumping some of the fluid into my palm, I spread it along his dick in slow, sensual strokes, tightening my grip until he whined.

“Hang tight, pretty,” I told him. “I’m about to take you for a ride.”

Pushing up on my knees, I guided his cock toward my entrance. I hadn’t prepped—probably should have—but I’d been fucking this man for decades and damn it if I didn’t know it would fit.

I eased down, feeling the sting as he entered me. I drew a breath and let it out gradually while I descended on eight magnificent inches of dick.

When I settled onto his base, the last of my air escaped in a moan. Good. He felt so goddamngood, sending shooting stars through my brain and tingling across my skin.

Loren took hold of my hips while I situated myself. Bearing down on him pushed the plug harder into his ass, so it was like he was getting fucked through and through. It was enough to make his eyes roll back when I thrust against him the first time. The second drove out a stammered curse.

“Fuckkk…”

That was more than enough to get me going, pushing up and sliding back down, letting his cock drive into me. I could have sworn the damn thing was straightening out the kinks in my colon, but I wanted it. I craved the burn and the stretch and the sensation of being crowded, stuffed full.

I set the pace, but Loren matched it. He snapped his hips into me, and I fell forward, bracing my arms on his chest. He held me in place, pulling me down while he thrust up. We collided with a sensation that made my toes curl.

“That’s it, baby,” I said between breaths. “Use me.”

My cock throbbed, rock hard and dragging over Loren’s belly as he railed into me. Sitting back, I cupped my hand around it, adding a new sensation to the others swirling into a perfect storm.

Loren slowed with his dick sheathed inside me. His dark eyes glinted while he watched me stroke myself. I trapped my lip between my teeth, working my hand down my length and trying to sate the need that kept growing, demanding more.

I pumped until my fingers were slick with precum, then bent forward. Loren pushed up on his elbows, and I held my hand out. He opened his mouth with his tongue resting on his teeth, and I dragged my hand across it, covering him with the taste of me. He wrapped his lips around my digits and hummed a hungry sound, pushing in until they were nearly down his throat. He held them there, sucking and savoring while I rode his dick.

My eyes fluttered closed as I imagined it was my cock thrusting into him instead, being consumed by wet heat. I whined and pulled my hand back, grabbing my shaft and coating my palm with fresh fluid, then feeding it to him again.

He caught my wrist this time, trapping me three fingers deep in his mouth. With every hole filled, he panted around my hand while driving his cock into me. Deeper. Faster.