Bunny

“But I still don’t know how to fix myself.”
“There’s nothing broken to be fixed,” he said fiercely.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“I took a pull of the whiskey before setting the bottle on my desk, but I didn’t swallow. I leaned into Emmy, my hand on her throat still keeping her pinned to my office door, and spit the whiskey in her mouth.”
― Lyla Sage, Done and Dusted

“Spread her wider,” Pan orders and Vane’s grip sinks lower on my ass so he can spread me open. Pan wraps his hand around my throat and yanks my head back. “Come for us, Darling. Your king commands it.” I shift forward more and find just the right spot to grind my clit against Vane. The pressure builds slower this time. It is that slow ascent of a roller coaster. The pleasure is rising, rising. I pant out a breath, squeeze my eyes shut as Pan and Vane stretch me around their cocks. “Go on, Win,” Vane says with a rumble that reverberates through his chest. “Soak our cocks.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, Their Vicious Darling

“Keep reaching out your hand.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames