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She leans closer. “Am I winning?”

I look at her mouth. “Decisively.”

She stretches to press a quick kiss just below my ear.

Every thought in my head vanishes.

I grip the headboard.

Hard.

The wood cracks.

Calla shrieks. “Oh my God!”

“The way you touch me—I’ve never been touched by anyone like it. I’m afraid I’ll lose control with you.”

A slow smile spreads across her face. “Oh. Oh…”

I close my eyes. “Do not.”

“Oh, this is priceless.”

“Calla.”

She laughs. “Wait a second.”

I open one eye.

She looks positively delighted. “You’re telling me the God of Desire has never actually…”

I straighten. “Finish that sentence carefully, mortal.”

Her eyes widen.

Then she gasps.

“Oh my God.”

“Yes?”

“You’re a virgin.”

Silence.

I stare at her.

She stares back.

Then she starts laughing.

Not a delicate little giggle.

A full, uncontrollable laugh.

I growl. “I’m an immortal deity.”

She wheezes. “An immortal virgin deity.”