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“What's going on?" Kynan asked
Luc smiled, which was little more than a baring of his teeth. "She's a warg. She knows I know, but I'm guessing her human buddies don't know. She's afraid I'll tell."
"Are you going to?"
"That depends."
"On what?"
Luc's voice dropped an octave. "Whether or not she gives me what I want."
"And that is?"
"Fifteen minutes. Naked."
"That's blackmail."
Luc snorted. "Wargs call it negotiation."
"So you want fifteen minutes...what will she want?"
"With me?" Luc winked. "Two hours.”
― Passion Unleashed
Luc smiled, which was little more than a baring of his teeth. "She's a warg. She knows I know, but I'm guessing her human buddies don't know. She's afraid I'll tell."
"Are you going to?"
"That depends."
"On what?"
Luc's voice dropped an octave. "Whether or not she gives me what I want."
"And that is?"
"Fifteen minutes. Naked."
"That's blackmail."
Luc snorted. "Wargs call it negotiation."
"So you want fifteen minutes...what will she want?"
"With me?" Luc winked. "Two hours.”
― Passion Unleashed
“Congratulations on the new spawn, by the way."
"Well," Gem said, "that was better than what Wraith said." She lowered her voice and did an imitation of Wraith. "Way cool about the fuck-trophy.”
― Ecstasy Unveiled
"Well," Gem said, "that was better than what Wraith said." She lowered her voice and did an imitation of Wraith. "Way cool about the fuck-trophy.”
― Ecstasy Unveiled
“You can’t tell me
what to do anymore, Travis! I don’t belong to you!”
In the second it took him to turn and face me, his
expression had contorted into anger. He stomped toward
me, planting his hands on the bed and leaning into my face.
“WELL I BELONG TO YOU!” The veins in his neck
bulged as he shouted, and I met his glare, refusing to even
flinch. He looked at my lips, panting. “I belong to you.”
― Beautiful Disaster
what to do anymore, Travis! I don’t belong to you!”
In the second it took him to turn and face me, his
expression had contorted into anger. He stomped toward
me, planting his hands on the bed and leaning into my face.
“WELL I BELONG TO YOU!” The veins in his neck
bulged as he shouted, and I met his glare, refusing to even
flinch. He looked at my lips, panting. “I belong to you.”
― Beautiful Disaster
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