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“I’m not going to be distracted by the charm, you charm...whore.”
― Laurelin Paige, Man on Top

“Mr. Dresden,” Parker growled. He eyed me up and down. “What exactly makes you think you can stop me from killing you?” I had to smile at the man. I mean, you have to smile at idiots and children. “Oh, I don’t know,” I chuckled. “Maybe because the second you step out of line, I’m going to wreck you a whole hell of a lot worse than that truck. And because in just a couple of minutes, the police are going to be arriving to sort you out.”
― Jim Butcher, Fool Moon

“Welcome to the horny Duskwalker club.”
― Opal Reyne, A Soul to Heal

“Her dark red hair was pulled up in a slightly haphazard bun, and her little white hands covered her mouth as she gazed at him . . . in horror. His cock frowned. “Lowell! Why are you naked?!” His back stiffened. See? You should have put them back on. But he had been expecting a hospital gown, he thought stubbornly, sputtering in outrage. “No one told me what to wear! I thought we would be given hospital gowns!”
― C.M. Nascosta, Moon Blooded Breeding Clinic (Cambric Creek, #3)