Quotes About Temptation

denying his cock wasn't an option: When he'd backed off a couple months ago as a test pattern, within twelve hours he'd been ready to fuck a tree, he was so horny. Was there any such thing as anti-Viagra? Cialis Reversailis? Limpicillin? Rolling

liked the evil in themselves too much to be trusted.

Grandioso. Allí estaba, desnuda bajo una bata, sola con más de quinientos kilos de vampiro. Intentar hacerse la indiferente era imposible (...)

Para reforzar el punto, Xcor se sentó al pie de la puerta. Poniendo la espalda contra los paneles. Confiaba en sus soldados con su vida en el campo de batalla, pero había una hermosa y fuerte hembra allá abajo y ellos eran unos cachondos hijos de puta en celo, la gran mayoría. Habrían pasado por encima de él para tenerla.

Lassiter had been the wild card, and he had not lasted. Distracted by physical yearnings, he had gotten into epic trouble and been banished, lost to a destiny and destination of which Colin was only vaguely aware.

When you were contemplating cheating on your mate, it was not easy on the conscience. And not something you wanted to do in the home you shared with her.

And then he let out a predatory hiss— —and bit her so hard she had to hold back a curse. Now

How about…here?" she whispered as she stroked down to the very top of her cleft. A pumping growl left him, and Xcor said in a low burst, "Yes. Right there.

Xcor lunged at her, moving so fast he wasn't aware of making the decision to get on her. And he was rough, shoving her hand out of the way and sealing his mouth on her sex, taking what he wanted, what she had teased him with. Now

You like to be chased, nalla," Z said in a voice so deep it distorted. Bella's smile got even wider as she backed up into a corner. "Maybe." "So run some more, why don't you.

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

Her first cogent thought was that he was a predator. Her second…was that she wanted to be caught.

It was everything dirty and wrong and evil and degrading, and he did it over and over again to keep his secret safe. And also because his dark side got off on it. It was Love, Symphath Style

Fritz picked that moment to breeze in with some warm rolls. She glared at Wrath and pretended she was only reaching across the table for the wine bottle. She wasn't about to march off in front of Fritz. And besides, she suddenly felt like sticking around. So she could yell at Wrath a little longer.

You want to throw me against a wall and see if I stick?

Dumb-ass human, looking at his female like that? The bastard was lucky John was so sexed up. Otherwise he'd have taken the time to break a leg or an arm just to make a point.

After all, what kind of fun would it be if you could easily avoid your inner hand grenade?

You're looking at that chick like you want to roll her up in a taco and put your hot sauce all over her." Blay coughed a little. "You really don't have a way with words, you know that?" "Just calling it like I see it.

Hannibal Lecter motherfucker," he murmured. "You know how we do." Trez shook the water off his hand. "Symphaths… it's what's for dinner

You looking for some play, daddy? He shifted in the seat and told himself to quit being picky and get it over with. It was just sex, for God's sake. Maybe. What's a ticket on the fifty-yard line going to cost? She lifted up her hand and touched her lips with two fingers. For a full game. Two hundred bucks to get rid of his virginity. Which boiled down to less than a dollar a year. What a steal. Phury was half-dead as he got to his feet. Sounds good.

you only want to give me a handjob, I'll settle for waiting for you till a little later. But I've come close to death once already tonight—don't make your hellren die from the wanting." Mary had to smile at him. "You slay me." "And you could lay me? Please?

It was a very big it. A very…erect it, straining the front of his pants.

The door to the PT suite swung open, and Peyton appeared between the jambs with a bottle of liquor in his hand, an arousal in his pants, and the wild look in his eye of someone over the brink. In this current incarnation, the male was something right out of the Bad Idea Catalog. And what do you know ... a blond male with an able body was exactly what she wanted in her virtual shopping cart.

La sonrisa en la cara del vampiro estaba ansiosa de pecado y preparada para el mal.