Othman Quotes

“How fortunate to find these creatures here; their acquaintance might provide more experience than he could have hoped for.”
― Storm Constantine, Stalking Tender Prey

“The twins exchanged a secret glance, but it did not altogether exclude him. They were willing to play, he felt. He experienced a delirious sense of weakness, as if the performance was not his, but theirs. It was a strange and unfamiliar sensation, but not unpleasant.”
― Storm Constantine, Stalking Tender Prey

“Poor waifs. They lived in a fantasy world. How would his intrusion affect it? He hoped to find out very soon.”
― Storm Constantine, Stalking Tender Prey

“My dalliance with these waifs might be short, Othman thought, but not without refreshment.”
― Storm Constantine, Stalking Tender Prey

“Owen jumped up and helped himself to more wine. Othman could almost smell the boy’s anxiety. He, more than the more innocent Lily, sensed the potential simmering in the room. Othman observed Owen’s taut back. His reserve must be broken down.”
― Storm Constantine, Stalking Tender Prey

“The twins were joined through him. He was part of their lovemaking. In their hearts, they did not embrace each other, but him.”
― Storm Constantine, Stalking Tender Prey

“He’d been gentle with the Winter twins, remaining only a spectator on their love-making, even though his body had ached to plunder and possess.”
― Storm Constantine, Stalking Tender Prey

“Daniel felt like he was held in an electric field. Othman’s touch somehow confirmed and intensified the presence of Owen. These men knew him. His soul felt naked. He could not speak, or if he did, he would speak in tongues. He didn’t want to talk about his abilities. Then Othman withdrew his hand and Owen moved away.”
― Storm Constantine, Stalking Tender Prey

“To Othman, it was like a fine brandy, a perfect Armagnac, rolled around the tongue. Such fiery, yet delicate flavours. The garden of Low Mede was ancient, timeless. Hanging there, a ragged shadow some inches above the ground, hidden among the old-fashioned shrubs, the esctatic bouquets of flowers rooted in the earth, Othman vicariously enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh. Hadn’t he primed Owen for this?”
― Storm Constantine, Stalking Tender Prey