Raelyn Dane

“Griff groaned and covered Dante's loose mouth with his own, driving his tongue in to steal the stars from his eyes, the fire from his mind.”
― Damon Suede, Hot Head

“Pyotr was the arcane hero, complete with buff body that you secretly whacked off to as a boy. And suddenly he turned and stared straight at him, some carnal fire burning in his eyes now. Pyotr walked for him slow and cautious like he was fighting his own control just then. Cliff could only gape and his eyes followed Pyotr’s hand as it reached out to clap his shoulder then moved him firmly for the car.”
― Talon P.S., A Place for Cliff

“Gotten butt-ass, bone-dog naked for your vadge-cam?" Dante offered with an angelic smile, standing close.
"Fucking hell, D." Griff turned to Beth with an apology, but she spoke first.
"Huh-yeah. Thanks, cockbreath.”
― Damon Suede, Hot Head

“Time seemed to stop; the world around them stilled. There was only her. His thumb caressed at her lips, the lips he wanted to kiss.

Katianna rolled her face in his palm—a caressing nuzzle and he stilled, his breath froze in his chest.

A response. A submissive one at that. His heart, stilled fractured by that single nuance, but his loins burst with a wave of warmth.

A response—it had been a response. Oh fuck he had to kiss her. His whole body was screaming for her now.”
― Talon P.S., Becoming His Slave