Quotes About Vulnerability

I've missed you," he blurted. "More than I've wanted to admit—and now that you're here with me, I can't figure out why I worked so fucking hard to avoid telling you that.

The conviction was as solid as the bones beneath her skin: Even the powerful needed protection sometimes.

The more you're exposed to trauma, the more hardened you become to it and the safer you are. And that is a really suck-ass fucking equation, but it is the goddamn truth." Butch

Qhuinn?" Those iridescent blue eyes frowned. "Are you okay?" "Sorry." He leaned in and pressed his lips to the male's jugular. "Distracted. But you do that to me, don't you." As

Okay, brace yourself." Phury scrubbed his face with his palms. "Why?" "Because…I think I'm going to try to hug you.

Xcor gasped as her breasts were exposed. "Oh, sweetest female." Frozen

He put his arms around her waist and lay his head on her heart. Wrapping her arms about him, she stroked his back… "It's going to be okay," she whispered. Guess that made them even on the lying front.

If I could, I would bleed out in your arms. I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be when I die.

With a gentle hand, he brushed his shellan's cheek. "I've never been in a relationship before you. I should have known that we'd hit a wall at some point." "That's the way it works.

You know, you handled yourself last night. Don't know many humans who would have taken on Rhage or me. Much less in front of all the brothers." "Ah, now, don't get all mushy on me. We ain't dating.

She didn't question the need to have him inside of her. She only knew that she was going to die if he didn't take his pants off. Now.

For him, the control over his subs' minds and bodies was what he was after. The things he did to them sexually or otherwise, the things he said, what he made them wear…it was all carefully calibrated for effect. Sure, there was pain involved, and yeah, maybe they cried from the vulnerability and the fear. But they begged him for more.

I want to touch you," she said with an awe that made him flush. "Anywhere." God, his voice was rough. "Fuck, do anything you want to me." She

Butch, let me help you. He cursed. What if- What ifs don't cut it. She took a deep breath. I won't lie. I'm scared. But I don't want to turn my back on you and you're a fool to try and make me. He shook his head, respect in his eyes. You always been this courageous? No. But it appears that for you, I guess I am. So are you going to let me in? I want to. I feel like I need to.

Xcor closed his eyes for the longest time. And then…he slowly sank onto both knees. For some reason, seeing him thus brought her to tears. But then witnessing a proud male submit, even under these circumstances, was emotional. Wrath

As his amethyst eyes stared into hers, the air between them changed and she had the sense that he saw so much, too much. Especially as he said in a dark voice, "Will you let me feed you?" Hypnotized, captivated, she whispered, "Yes. Please." His smile revealed long, white fangs. "That is so the answer I was going for." -Rehv & Ehlena

You don't have to—" "Stop it." Trez had to look away. "Don't make me cry. I hate feeling like a pussy." "You'd do the same for me." "You've already saved me once." "I like to think we saved each other.

No, in his imagination, things ended as they should have, with him stroking Blay's face and willing the lights on so they could look at each other. In his fantasy, he kissed his best friend again, pulled back, and… "I love you," he said into the spray of the shower. "I…love you." As he closed his eyes against the pain, it was hard to know how much of what ran down his cheeks was water, and how much was something else.

Ehlena? - sim? - Não me entenda mal. Ela respirou fundo e ele viu que seus ombros nus se esticavam. - Certo. Vou tentar. -Se você continuar vindo aqui. Sendo que é - Houve uma pausa - Vou me apaixonar por você.

Brave kid. Wrath cupped the nape of the male's neck, slid his other arm under the knees, and slowly rose. The weight of the dead was heavier than the pounds of the body. As he stepped away from the Dumpster and started for the Escalade, Wrath felt as though he held his whole race aloft in his arms, and he was glad he had to wear sunglasses to protect his weak eyes. His wraparounds hid the sheen of tears.

V swallowed a curse. Man, if he were any more chicked-out about her, he'd be wearing nail polish.

But thanks, my man." "One other thing." "What." "I think we're dating now." As V barked out a laugh, the cop shrugged. "Come on . . . I got you naked. You wore a damn corset. And don't get me started about the sponge bath afterward." "Fucker." "To the end.

Blay's laugh flared and stopped short, as if his throat got tight. "Yeah. Go fig. Me in love with Qhuinn…a guy who, when he's not moody, is a slut and smart-ass. Except you want to know what the most fucked-up thing is, though?" Qhuinn tensed as John nodded. Blay glanced down at his duffel. "He's right.

Falling into ruin was a bit like falling in love: Both descents stripped you bare and left you as you were at your core.