Quotes About Desire

Terrific. A bisexual dominant vampire with kidnapping expertise. Man, for so many reasons she shouldn't feel like she did about him.

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

He was hers to command, and if she wished to take his life here and now, he would willingly give his mortal coil unto her. No matter how much it hurt or what his suffering was, it would be a good death, one he had long deserved. Because this female, who captivated his black soul as surely as if she held his beating heart in her palm, would be the one killing him.

He was powerless to stop himself. His lips peeled off his teeth as his muscles churned and his hips thrashed against her. Drenched in sweat, head spinning, mindless, breathless, he took everything she was offering him. Took it and demanded more, becoming an animal as she became one, too, until they were nothing but wildness. He

Lowering his eyes, he said softly, "I have not seen the sun since before my transition. Can you blame me for staring.

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.

It was a state of mind—and nothing put a female there faster than the male she wanted staring at her the way Xcor was now.

Is this what you want?" he said harshly. "Do you want it hard and where people can see?

Carezco de palabras, mi hembra. Porque ningún sonido de mi boca es digno de tu oído.

Let me be in you," he said as he kissed her. "I need you the now." She

Encontraré otra manera de evitar perder el control mientras tú estés en mi vida. No quiero a nadie más que a ti.

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

I'm about to come just looking at you between my legs. Do anything you want to me.

Non voglio innamorarmi di te.» disse. «Non posso permettermelo, e non lo farò.» «Non importa. Io ti amerò abbastanza per tutti e due.» sussurrò Rhage.

Io non sono tua.» sussurrò lei. Lui non si lasciò scoraggiare. «E va bene. Se non posso averti vorrà dire che sarai tu ad avere me. Serviti pure. Prendimi. Tutto quanto, una parte, un pezzettino, quello che vuoi. Però ti prego, prendi almeno qualcosa di me.»

But it's not going to be like that with you." His eyes drifted around her hair and her face and her bare breasts. "To me…you're everything I need, all that I want. I can't describe it. Just when you kiss me, that's all I'm after—What?" She smiled as she stroked him slowly. "You make me feel precious." "Come up here and let me show you exactly how precious." He

There was great hunger and rough dominance, but all of that was mediated by a wellspring of consideration and caring. It was the yin and the yang of sex, the grabbing and the caressing, the biting and the kissing, the pushing down and the cradling.

But an inspired heart could make stupid out of anybody. It also made you pretty frickin' lonely. But who was counting the benefits of unrequited love.

In spite of the bonding he had for her, he wanted her to know joy more than he wanted her with him.

Not now, she told her damn libido. After three years of not noticing anything of the opposite sex, now was absolutely, positively not the time to get back on that train. And he was not the right male, at any rate. And goddamn it, she was not that kind of a female— The male had an ass that went on for days. Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaays.

I love you," he said again as he began to shake. "God, I love you…." —

Sabes una cosa? —¿Qué? —Me gusta la forma en que me miras, Manello. —¿De verdad? —Sí. Me hace pensar en el momento en que tu boca estaba sobre mí, y me encanta recordar eso.

You said you wanted to remember something." His palms slid up to the tops of her thighs and squeezed. "So lie back and let me do my thing." That tongue of his made a reappearance—and didn't that make her get on board with the plan. "G'on now," he murmured with that Southern drawl. "Lie on back and let me take care of you. I promise to go slow . . . real slow.

Payne, mírame. —Cuando Payne por fin levantó los ojos para mirarlo, Manny sintió deseos de llorar—. Yo… Dejó la frase sin terminar. La verdad era que la amaba. Totalmente y para siempre. Y esa era precisamente la maldición que lo atenazaba. Nunca la iba a olvidar y jamás habría otro amor en su vida.