Jennifer

“Basically, werewolf speed dating. Sniff-sniff. Am I your mate? No? Next!”
― Celia Kyle, Alpha Marked Boxed Set

“Hello, Anne’s clitoris. It’s me, Malcolm, your lord and master.”

“Oh, god, no.” I covered my face with my hands. “Please don’t.”

“Shh. This is a private conversation.” He brushed hot, feverish kisses up and down the lips of my sex. My stomach tensed so hard it hurt. “Look at you all pretty, pink, and excited. Don’t worry, I’ll look after you.”
― Kylie Scott, Play

“Soooo.” Mal smacked a kiss on the top of my head. “You weren’t just a little into me. You’re my biggest fan. You love me.”
“I don’t love you.”
“You totally love me.” He gave me a squeeze. “I’m your everything. You’d be lost without me.”
― Kylie Scott, Play

“Fuckyou-ish?” “The English dialect of the ancient language ‘fuckyou.’ Very old. Dignified even.”
― Celia Kyle, All Roar and No Bite