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body and soul, in and out of their bedroom. He’d never felt weak or impotent in his life, except for the day he was sent into hibernation. But this moment felt different. Now he realized he’d had no idea what true power really meant. Now that he understood, he loved it.
    Kol closed his eyes and took a deep breath, held it in and exhaled. He removed his fingers from Hallie’s pussy and rested his hand atop her thigh. She’d apparently become so enthralled with what was transpiring with Melody that she didn’t object to his lack of attention to her. She released him and slid forward on his lap, adjusting herself so her slick heat rested just at the base of his shaft. The tiny nub of her clit throbbed against him, a delicious reminder that she was definitely still engaged in the encounter. His gaze was on Melody, but he was still acutely aware of every single movement of Hallie’s. She began unbuttoning his shirt, undressing him, and he complied silently while deciding what he would do with the lovely Melody.
    “Take it all off,” he said.
    She unbuttoned and shed her blouse, then pulled the slip off over her head and let it flutter to the floor. Her bra followed. Kol took her in, letting his gaze drift over her lush curves, the dark pink of her erect nipples, the narrow trimmed golden triangle between her thighs that pointed to a peek of her glistening clit he was sure must be throbbing and ready for his tongue. She stood still, waiting and expectant.
    “Now show me,” he said. “Show me how you touched yourself.”
    Melody swiveled the seat across the narrow aisle to face him and sat gingerly. One hand went to her breast, fingers tugging at her nipple. Her eyelids fluttered closed as her other hand slid up her inner thigh and she spread her knees, giving him a view of her glistening snatch. The swirl of magic strengthened around her, tangling with Hallie’s familiar energy in the air between them. He was dimly aware of Hallie leaving his lap and kneeling before him, urging him to lift his hips so she could tug his pants off. Once he was naked, he swiveled his seat to face the aisle and hit the button that would lock it in place.
    Melody leaned back in her seat, thighs wide apart, her toes the only parts of her feet touching the floor. Two fingers swirled in tiny circles over her clit, the engorged folds of her pussy glistened wetly with the flow of her juices.
    “Stop before you come,” Kol said in a commanding voice.
    Melody jerked, startled out of her rapturous state. She drew her fingers away abruptly and nodded, sitting forward again. “What would you like, sir?”
    “I’d like to taste you when you come. To have my tongue on that pretty clit of yours.”
    Hallie had moved out of his line of vision, but he was aware of her just behind him. He heard the zipper of her dress descend, then her lips were at his ear whispering again, this time to let him know the chair could recline flat. The genius of modern technology, he thought, and nodded to her. He sat forward and let her lower the seat. He glanced back at her and their eyes met briefly. The eager look in her eyes urged him on. She bent and kissed him once, letting their tongues tangle languorously for just a moment before pulling away.
    Kol lay back. “Come let me taste you now,” he said, raising his head enough to look at Melody. She rose, and walked the few steps to him. Her knee pressed against the top of his shoulder, warm and soft, as she climbed onto the seat, delicately positioning herself over his face. The scent of her inundated him, her juicy center poised above his lips. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and lifted his head enough to dart his tongue out for a taste, targeting the tip of her clit with precision.
    Melody gasped and shifted her weight, leaning forward to brace her hands on his stomach and lower herself at his urging. The sweet tang of her flooded his mouth when he slipped his tongue deeper. Her soft moans were drowned out