She glanced again at Caliban as she said, You and Daffodil were very brave. And the best part, Mama, Indio said, tugging her hand to get her attention, the best part is Caliban spoke. Did you hear him...
Seraphine, Seraphine, Seraphine. O most beloved of women, most fiery of saints, never leave me, please. I'll erect columns of white marble to you, build gardens of delights for you, cause ships to sai...
Oh, the slide of his cock inside her! It was a pleasure so deep it was nearly pain and she ground back down again, closing her eyes, savoring this purely physical joy.Except it wasn't purely physical,...
Oh, he was glorious! He was everything she'd suspected- and feared- that first morning. His shoulders so wide, his chest swirled with wet, dark hair his hips slim, and his sex framed by the V of muscl...
Last season Penelope was persuaded that a live bird would make an altogether unique accessory. Was she bamming him? A bird. A swan, in fact. She looked quite grave. If, in fact, she was playing some t...
His face had gone still and for a moment her heart sank and she had to fortify herself for a battle. But then his mouth quirked (...) and she knew even before he said anything else that it was all go...
He’d make sure to impress upon the wench his displeasure with her actions if only she weren’t being so completely childish as to ignore him all morning.
He’d forgotten, in those long years in Bedlam, through fear and grief and pain, what it was like to simply be with a pretty woman. To tease and flirt and yes, perhaps steal a kiss. He didn’t know how...
Her brows had drawn together over those big eyes, in an expression that no doubt she thought stern, but that was, in reality, rather adorable. Like a small girl chiding a kitten. A streak of anger sur...
He went to stand next to the bed and even though the room was unlit, he could make out, faintly, her slight form beneath the covers. The sight somehow calmed his soul. She lay in his bed, in his house...
He sat docilely, letting her do as she would. The rag turned out to be the remains of his shirt, now entirely ruined, and she wondered if he had another. Maybe he’d have to go naked from the waist up,...
He rose up suddenly and turned her, so that she lay on the bed. He pushed up her skirts, found the ties to her panniers, and yanked them off and threw them to the floor. Then he was on her again, trai...
He rolled onto her, his body caging hers as if he could cage her heart as well. This woman. His woman. He’d make it all up to her, give her anything she’d wish for, if only she’d never leave him. Behi...
He bent to lay his mouth on hers, thrusting his tongue lazily past her lips until she sucked on the thick length. Are they any different? he whispered against her mouth, my kisses? Have they changed s...
Have you ever noticed that once you have had a tasted of certain sweets- raspberry trifle is my own despair- it is quite impossible not to think, not to want, not to until you have taken another bite...
Good Lord, His Grace the Ass hiding in the bushes, Apollo muttered. Whatever are you doing here? Ah, Kilbourne, you’ve regained your voice, Wakefield drawled. Pity, but I presume my wife is thrilled....
Eve Dinwoody would never be called pretty, but there was something alluring about her nonetheless. She had the sort of plainness that surpassed mere symmetry of feature, transcended simple beauty, and...
Besides, they’ll all know soon enough, won’t they? That I’m your mistress? He snorted, hitting the bed with one arm as he sprawled. She raised a delicate eyebrow. That is what you want, isn’t it? I ca...
At first she saw only the mess of roots. There wasn’t space in there, surely, for a small dog, let alone a man and boy. But as she watched, a huge hand slapped down on the edge. She started for the ho...
Asa looked up, drawing a deep breath, and saw that his harpy wasn't amused by his laughter.I don't think why you find the thought of me helping with your books so funny, she said in a stiff little voi...