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    Lucifer did remember. But he shouldn’t. Fornication out of wedlock was a sin. A big sin.
    He forced himself to look away, yet that didn’t stop the memories from staining his mind.
    The image of her cheeks flushed, her mouth open, her back arched…
    The feel of her fingers digging into his back…
    No. No. Stop it. The sinful reminders warmed his body, especially a certain part.
    Naked, he couldn’t hope to hide it, and his erection did not go unnoticed.
    “I see at least one part of him is working fine,” snickered the sorceress.
    “Now there’s a surprise,” muttered Gaia. “Given he hasn’t touched me since the engagement party. I was beginning to wonder if Ursula’s kiss had rendered him impotent.”
    Gack. Argh. Ugh.
    The voice in his head went in paroxysms. Apparently, it took great insult in Gaia’s words. Lucifer saw only the care and concern.
    “Nothing ails me,” he reassured her.
    It didn’t erase the line of concern on her forehead. “Okay, Neffie. Where should we begin the examination?”
    Nefertiti began at his feet, which made him giggle. Her small and deft hands palpated every inch of him, except his manparts, while his inner voice chanted, “Touch it. Touch it. Touch it.”
    “Please don’t touch me in my private place,” Lucifer begged.
    “You don’t want her to touch you?” Gaia asked, her brows arched high.
    Why the surprise? She knew his feelings on intimacy.
    “It wouldn’t be proper for her to touch me”—he lowered his voice—“there.”
    “I see.” Gaia tossed the remnants of his shirt over his genitals. “Let’s leave that part alone for now.”
    “If you insist.” Nefertiti skipped over his penis—giggle—and continued up his body.
    Snort. I can’t believe you think of it as the P word .
    Of course Lucifer knew the correct word for it. But it wasn’t something one should say blithely aloud.
    You’re right. The P word should never be used. Cock. Dick. Rod of pleasure. Now those are words.
    La-la-la-la-la. He hummed to avoid the litany of crude names for men’s parts.
    Nefertiti shone a light in his eyes, a magical beam that shot from the tip of her finger. She peered into each of his ears. Made him open his mouth and say “Aaaah.” Even parted the follicles of his hair and checked his scalp.
    “I can’t see a bloody thing out of place,” she grumbled. “All of his parts seem intact, the right size, and in fine working order.”
    “No!” Gaia practically wailed the word and then threw herself against him. He would have dearly loved to hug her and pat her back to tell her everything was fine, but all he could manage was, “It’s a good thing she didn’t find anything. Don’t cry, keeper of my heart.”
    Gaia raised her head, and he noted her eyes shone bright with tears. “What did you call me?”
    “Keeper of my heart.” He smiled.
    She did not return it. Instead, she moved away from him and dragged Nefertiti to a corner. They whispered, but he didn’t eavesdrop. It wasn’t polite.
    When they returned, Nefertiti conjured a stethoscope out of mid-air. Placing the listening buds in her ears, she then leaned over to place a cold metal probe against his chest.
    “I’ll be fucked by my harem times two,” she muttered. “I didn’t have a clue it was there. The Dark Lord has a heart.”
    “No he doesn’t,” Gaia stated. “At least he’s not supposed to.”
    “Of course I have a heart, silly billy,” Lucifer stated with a laugh. “I have a great big one, and it’s full of love for you!” He beamed.
    Gaia walked out.
    Probably to work on her vows. The wedding was getting close after all.
    More like she left to sharpen a stake.
    I love you.
    Fuck off!
    #allweneedislove

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    @GaiaLuc4ever: Found out my fiancé has a heart. #someonegetmeastake
    S talking from the medieval chamber , Gaia tried to come to grips with the revelation that Lucifer had a living, beating heart in his chest.
    Impossible.
    He couldn’t have a heart, and