Quotes About Desire

Name your price and it's yours. She need never know." Nathan's answering curse was ripe outrage. Dark with fury. "There isn't enough goddamn money in the world. If you really love Jordana as much as I do, you'd know that.

I shouldn't be your first. Then again, I don't think I've got honor enough to stand aside and let you give yourself to anyone else. Not now." "I want this," she whispered resolutely. "I want you.

Ah, fuck," he uttered raggedly against her lips. "This wasn't supposed to happen. You weren't supposed to happen, Devony." She hadn't been prepared for him, either.

I've never wanted anyone the way I want you, Asher." His mouth curved into a sinful smile. "Good.

The feeling he had for her went far beyond lust. It was something profound and elemental, something primal and undeniable. Something possessive and permanent. Mine.

I shouldn't be your first. Then again, I don't think I've got honor enough to stand aside and let you give yourself to anyone else. Not now." "I want this," she whispered resoulutely. "I want you.

Wishing can be dangerous business. And dreaming only makes reality harder to accept.

I love you. I want you in my life, by my side. Forever, if you'll have me.

Chiara." Her name was a raw warning. "This isn't a good idea." "I think it's an excellent idea." She stepped in closer to him. "There's something going on here with us. I know you feel it too. I know you don't want to feel it. I'd like to deny it, too, but I can't.

My brave, beautiful Chiara," he muttered. "God help you if you want me as much as I want you.

You're a good man, Dominic Baine." "No. I'm not. But I want to be. For you." "You're the only man I want. The only one I love.

the Breedmate who'd not only upended his solitary existence but lit it on fire. He wanted her, no question about that, but what he wanted most was her safety.

What more do you want, Sia?" "I want you. Don't you see that?" Her cheek was warm where she pressed it against him. "Don't let me walk away like this. I want to feel your arms around me again. I need it, Trygg.

God help him, but it was easy to pretend he was a better man when Naomi was writhing and coming apart in his arms. It was easy to deny his deep dishonour at having given in to his own selfish needs and desires with her…and the guilt of being unable to regret it.

Apparently it was very lucrative to be a vampire.

With him, I'm dancing right up next to the flames of everything I'm afraid of and I'm learning that I can actually enjoy the burn. With him, I'm learning that I crave it.

I wasn't expecting you either. I wasn't looking to feel something like this. But then you look at me like you are right now…you take my hand, or you pull me down beneath you, and I think maybe I've been waiting for you – looking for you, for this, for us - all my life.

I need you, Nick." I stare up into his haunted eyes. "Don't you know? That's where all of my wants and needs begin and end…with you.

I wish I was the kind of male who could walk away from you. I wish like hell I had more honor, because despite the mark that should be enough to make me keep my distance – despite the fact that you're withholding information that might get you killed on my watch - the only thing I can't seem to do where you're concerned is walk the fuck away.

Wanting you this way is the last thing I should be doing, Brynne. But I'm not going to stand here and lie to you by pretending there's nothing between us." He caught her face in his palms. "I'm not going to stand here and let you lie about that either.

He pulled back only for a moment, his handsome face fierce with desire and not a little anger. "Fuck," he uttered harshly. "Why did it have to be you?

You're mine," he growled as he rocked into her. "I've known it all along. Even fate knows you're mine, Phaedra.

I don't know how to be what you need, Leni, what you deserve. You make me want to be something I've never been before.

Do I love you? Yeah, God help you, but I do.