They wanted to stick her on a spit and roast her --- after doing some horrible things to her.
You’re mine,” he growled. He hoped she really understood that too. That she was his in every sense of the word. And vice versa. The female completely owned him. Until the day he died, he would be hers...
I know you're more than fae." She just grinned. "It's true, I'm part fae, part awesome.
You are such a drama llama!" she shouted at her mother. The redhead blinked. "It's drama queen, dear." "No, it's llama...
One night of hot sex should have been easy enough to forget, but she couldn't get the images of their intertwined, naked bodies or his intoxicating scent out of her head.
I have a present for you," he murmured, still stroking along her spine. He loved the way she felt curled against him. Like she'd been made for him. Laughing lightly, she laid her head back on his ches...
Bang, bang, bang. On it continued, the knocking incessant and aggravating. Conall growled, baring his canines as if ready to attack. She felt the feral dragon rippling under the surface, felt the exac...
I feel like my life started the moment I met you," he murmured.
The most possessive part of Conall didn't want another male to even look at Rhea.
I do want you. More than my next breath.
She'd seen what was between his legs and she wasn't ashamed to admit she wanted to see it again. More than just see it. Touch and taste would be a good start.
Dragons loved treasure, that was not a myth about his kind, and Rhea was the greatest treasure of all.
She certainly hadn't planned to sleep with anyone. But Mr. Tall, Dark, and Sexy had approached and it had been over for her.
That dress makes me want to do bad things to you." There was a long pause in which her sweet honeysuckle scent grew, twisting around him. Finally she spoke, her voice low. "What kinds of things?
Sweetheart, no one needs coffee, I just like the taste. Almost as much as I like the way you taste.
His jaw clenched and he wanted nothing more than to shake sense into her. Or just kiss her and give her as many damn orgasms as it took for her to see reason.
It’s like I’ve walked into the fucking Twilight Zone,” she murmured…
It’s all or nothing with me. Make sure you know what you want.
He didn’t utter threats. He delivered promises.
The woman lived inside him, was his mate.
