Quotes About Desire

fangjerk ~Wraith

And your skin, it tastes like me. I want to taste you everywhere.

They wanted it because they've got some sort of darkness in them. And maybe because they like pain. Because pain turns them on. Well, maybe it turns me on, too," she said quietly. "In fact, I know it does, because loving you hurts. And yet, I still come back for more.

Let's be clear on this, he growled. You have no idea how badly I want to be inside you. Standing up, lying down, taking you from behind. All of it. Right now. Not being able to do any of that is killing me. Literally. But strangely enough, I like just being with you. Touching you however I can, whenever I can. So no. The virginity thing is not what will keep us apart. ~Wraith

I hate you." "I know," he whispered. "Kiss me." He didn't hesitate.

she yelped. "What are you doing?" "Kissing your beautiful ass." ~Sin/Con

Give up the human, and I'll call them off," Reseph called out. "Fuck you." "Incest, brother?" He shrugged. "Well, hell, I've tried everything else since my Seal broke…

Was he actually looking forward to seeing Cara again? The goofy way his lips were curved into a smile said yes, and horror of horrors, he realized he was experiencing some sort of crush. He needed to kill something.

Fuck me, I love her.

Sex had always been a weapon, a tool, the only form of currency that never ran out.

I'm so jealous," she whispered, and he blinked. "Of what?" Her head fell back on the pillow, and she stared up at the ceiling with the saddest eyes he'd ever seen. "You're so alive, Lore. There's fire in you. A will to live, when all I want is to be done with this life.

I don't care what you are, Gem. I want you. I love you.

What are you talking about, Sin? You don't want anyone to own you... Or your heart?' She laughed bitterly, and entered the Harrowgate. 'I don't have a heart for anyone to take.

I love you" he whispered against her lips. "I want you. I didn't see you coming. You blindsided me, and I wouldn't change a thing.

In three strides Reaver was on her, his mouth crushing hers. "No more bullshit," he said against her lips. "I want you. I think I've always wanted you.

It was as though he was pure sexual energy contained in a wrapper of smooth, bronze skin, and damn, it wasn't fair that a demon should be so cover-model handsome.

He wouldn't take anything from her ever again. But from this point on, he'd give her whatever she wanted. Which was easy, because what she wanted right now was an orgasm.

Hellboy?" "What?" "Touch me. Make me forget all this." He was on her in an instant, took her down to the floor before she could blink.

I know what those fuckers were capable of, and I would never wish that on you" Her throat worked on a swallow. "What do you wish on me?" "Me," he said with brutal honesty. "Fool that I am, I wish me on you. Like, on you.

Harvester might have a halo, but dear, sweet Lord, she was no angel in the sack. Awesome.

he stretched out beside her, uncomfortably close, as if they were lovers. Real lovers and not the most mismatched pair of fuck buddies ever.

He sobered as he gazed at her, then took a deep breath and pulled away. "I'm not normally affected like this. It's you. You're putting off some hellacious fuck-me vibes." "Not enough, apparently," she muttered.

Yenrieth wanted to lick her dry. Then lick her wet.

All she'd ever wanted was to be good, so it was ironic that in order to do good, she'd had to become bad. She'd had to make everyone she cared about hate her. She'd had to lose everything, from her self-respect to her wings to her dreams of having friends and a family with Yenrieth, the only person she'd ever loved.