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    to Sar’s balls. Lon painted the rough scrotal sac with Nalira’s cream,
    delighting in the feel of skin grown smooth and pliant beneath his
    tongue. Then, with one swift motion, he sucked it all into his mouth.
    Sar moaned and wiggled his butt in a frank display of his
    enjoyment. Lon regretted that he couldn’t suck Sar’s nuts and fuck his

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    ass at the same time, for he knew Sar would have gone off on a high
    from which he might never come down. True, he could have used his
    finger with tremendous results, but he wanted this to last a long, long
    time. The two men must have been in complete accord, for while Lon
    savored him, Sar took up a steady rhythm, pumping into Nalira with
    the same stroke Lon had used—prolonging the ecstasy while delaying
    the release.
    Lon’s cock was begging for more action, and he reluctantly let go
    of Sar in order to enter the refuge that was Nalira. Inside her, he felt
    free, owned only by his two lovers. No one else could reach him
    there, hurt him, or make him feel small. Clones were insignificant
    creatures by galactic standards. They weren’t supposed to exist,
    therefore, they did not, and if they did, they were somehow less than
    human, or whatever species they might be. With Sar and Nalira,
    however, Lon felt powerful and worthy of life, rather than an
    experiment that had outlived its usefulness and been discarded.
    Nalira gazed at him with eyes that seemed to understand, but was
    she feeling what he was feeling? She had said she felt complete for
    the very first time, but did that mean what he hoped it might? She was
    a lawyer, too—could she use that knowledge to their advantage?
    Unlike Sar, Lon had never had much hope that their lives could be
    any different. Now, for the first time, he thought there might be a
    chance. He would make this night one she would want to repeat often
    in the years to come. She had to love them both and want them
    enough to make it happen, though. Making her moan or telling her
    how beautiful she was wouldn’t be enough. He would have to bare his
    soul.
    Kissing his way from Sar’s scrotum to Nalira’s soft, wet entrance,
    Lon tasted her once again. He would always remember her flavor,
    even if this was the only time they would ever make love. Moving on,
    he trailed kisses up through the soft curls between her thighs, to her
    warm stomach, and then on to her succulent breasts. When he reached
    her lips, he covered her mouth with his own, kissing her deeply as he

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    sheathed himself with her.
    Sighing as his dick was once again enveloped in her heat, only
    then did Lon realize just how cold and cruel the world outside her had
    been. “Oh, God, Nalira!” The words felt as though they’d been wrung
    out of him. “I never want this to end. Never, never, never…” But how
    could he make her believe that? His voice trailed off as he kissed her,
    threading his fingers through her hair, sucking her lips into his mouth
    to caress them with his tongue. Stroking her inner walls with his cock,
    he loved her in a way he had never done with anyone else except Sar.
    He knew Sar was not content with their lot in life, but he had done his
    best to make him feel loved. Looking past Nalira to Sar, he felt his
    heart being torn in half—one half going out to Sar and the other to a
    woman he barely knew.

    * * * *

    Sar saw the look in Lon’s eyes and knew what he was thinking.
    This wasn’t unusual. As clones of the same man, they often shared
    similar thoughts, but the slight differences between them made for
    subtle variations in attitude. One thing he was certain of, however,
    was that for Lon, this was more than just the servicing of a client. It
    was an act of love, and the implications were life-altering.
    Sar had often dreamed of escaping to a distant world where no
    one knew they were clones. They could just as easily have been
    twins—no one had to know—but Lon had been afraid to take the
    plunge, and