He groaned as he felt the succubus join in, her body hastening his slow rebuild, though he had a hunch that rest wasn't going to be high on his list of things to do tonight. He suddenly remembered Mirada, waiting at the edge of the manor, and hoped someone would show her to a room, before the last of coherent thought was chased from him. Two gorgeous women requiring his personal attention tended to do that to most men, or so he assumed.