I'm going to brand myself on you so that whenever you dress, wash, or even think of being with someone else, all you'll feel, see and want is me.
Asher," she begged.His lips brushed her ear before he nipped the lobe. "I have a fever. It's for you, a ghràidh.""You make me burn.""Then we'll burn together.
As good as that dress looks on you, I want you out of it.
The shadows parted and a large head took shape, looming above her.Her mouth fell open when she spied the silver scales covering the wide head of the dragon. She took in the slitted obsidian eyes that...
