Slightly more often, when he was younger. But killing his crew, watching his people be slaughtered by the millions and then waking up as the last of his kind had long since dried up most desires he'd ever had.

"What is it like, I wonder, to be a species so thoroughly driven by the need to mate?" He scowled, not reacting to Damon's touches. Well, his cock throbbed, but that was par for the course.