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a raging hard-on. It wasn’t the kind of erection a man could ignore, so he headed to the shower with a stiff one, determined to accomplish a man’s mission.
    When he stepped under the hot stream of water, Conrad closed his eyes and immediately saw three images, like a slide-show. He saw himself in the middle of a fuck-fest, taking Kimberly while Kim took him. His ass violently burned with the contact, and he squeezed his cheeks together, feeling like he’d recently been loved hard by one hell of a sizeable man.
    The mental clips rolled through his head like a movie stuck in fast-forward position. Finally, he took his hand to his penis, wrapped it so tight his knuckles popped, and he yanked for his release. “Kim!” he exclaimed. “Kimberly,” he whimpered.
    He wasn’t quite sure which one he called for specifically, and more importantly, he wasn’t sure which of his mates inspired the most jolting fantasies. Either way, he captured and clung to both of their images, deciding then he was hooked on a sexy man and totally obsessed with a beautiful woman.

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    “Good God, I must be seeing things,” Conrad muttered when he entered the breakfast nook. He blinked once or twice, but even after trying to focus a little harder on what he was actually seeing, Conrad realized the same results.
    Kim and Kimberly stood in the center of his kitchen. With arms entwined, they stood side by side.
    He rubbed his eyes. “I should go lie down.”
    “Oh, stop,” Kimberly said. “Quit acting like an old man.”
    “I see two of you,” he complained. And yeah, it was a formal complaint. He couldn’t handle these two separately, much less together. He wondered if his fantasies played a part in this new development. Conrad should probably blame himself.
    They’d been playing around in his head again. He’d felt dizzy in the shower, and that could only mean one thing—they’d gotten inside his dirty mind and decided they could all have a really good time.
    “What can I say? You fucked her right out of me,” Kim teased.
    “Look at it this way,” Kimberly suggested, “now you have two of us so you’ll never get bored.”
    “What am I supposed to call you when you’re together?” Conrad asked, forever concerned with semantics. “I’ve already slipped up a few times, you know.”
    “How?” Kim asked, stroking his chin.
    “Well, for starters, sometimes when I’m thinking about Kimberly, I refer to her as Kim.”
    She smiled. “Just keep things as they are…simple. Kim and Kimberly really shouldn’t be that hard to remember.”
    “If the two of you wanted to keep things simple, we could’ve gone with something like pussy and dick. That makes more sense,” Conrad snapped.
    “Where did that come from?” Kimberly asked, acting offended.
    “I wonder,” Conrad replied, eyeing the pussy he’d like to have brushing up against his lips as soon as possible. God, what was happening to him? He wasn’t a rude or disrespectful vampire. His calm, gentlemanly manner was one of the reasons why humans liked him. He was polite, honorable—if a bloodsucker could be considered as such. He wasn’t a sexist prick, or he hadn’t been in the past.
    “I prefer Kimberly be used when we’re in bed together. Pussy is unacceptable,” she snapped, acting as if she believed he’d call her out by the term most females found difficult to appreciate.
    “You’re high-maintenance. I can feel it.”
    “How’d you know?” Kimberly sang.
    Darn, she almost sounded proud of the fact. “It’s a feeling I get whenever you’re around.”
    Kim shot him a sideways glance. “You have good instincts. I like that in a man.” He further showed his approval by cupping his own balls and rubbing his hand over his groin area. “Then again, I like a lot about you, Conrad.”
    Kimberly slapped her palms against Conrad’s chest and steered him to a nearby chair. Then, she climbed on the table and placed her small feet on his shaking