Quotes About Desire

Oh my gods, when do you not sport wood? There are bathrooms in the back, so go burp the worm or whatever.--Regin

And speaking of females, if I call you by one's name while my fangs are plunged deep in your neck, just run with it.

Do you know what I love? Life. And romantic love is a distraction that makes staying alive more difficult. [Sabine]

Ach, woman! He raked his fingers through his hair. You want me as much as I want you. Assuming that's true - It's true. - I can't. Not now. It's no' your time of the month. I know that. Ew. Valkyrie didn't have periods. You're the only one here with a monthly cycle, werewolf. - Lucia and Garreth MacRieve

Now, undress for me and let me see what's mine.

Human orgasm, firecracker. Vampire orgasm, atomic blast.

Some men would take happiness where they found it. Especially when they have absolutely no promise of it anywhere else. [Rydstrom]

Come touch,...but you'll a price

She murmured, You're unfinished. Aye, precisely. I need to go. When she moved to get up, he shoved her against his side and slapped her arse to keep her there. You stay with me. She snapped, What do you want from me, Chase? He drew his head back in confusion. I want everything. You're mine , Regin.

It'd taken her several seconds to react to the sight of them together. She'd been almost hypnotized by the scene as Lothaire drank. Chase's masculine face had been tense, his gray eyes focused on the ground. Lothaire's face had been starkly beautiful, his pale blond hair brushing Chase's shoulder. Light and dark. One terrible, one tragic. And Lothaire had been... hard. Oh, gods! She cried as she ran back along the trail. Hot poker for my eyes! Hot poker!

What's your name?" "What do you want it to be?" "Are you a vampire?" "Not the last time I checked.

There was French kissing, and then there was Cajun French kissing. Spicier, harder, wilder.

Five years of hell. You deserve to be fucked till you can't walk.

She took me to a mall yesterday' Lachlain sounded as if he'd just stifled a shudder. And she pointed to a boy and said, 'I think I want one.' So naturally, I start thinking, Where can I get a wee mortal? But she meant a bairn— our bairn.

My heart doesn't fucking work right without you.

Wroth! Don't do this!" "Five years of hell," he sneered, palming her ass roughly. "You deserve to be fucked till you can't walk.

Declan and Regin: Kiss you ? As he waited for the revulsion to seize him, he found himself wondering how she would react. Would she moan into his mouth? It will help you remember me. Kiss me. Come on, you know you want to so bad. You want me so bad. Never. Bloody get off her, get away from her . But he needed to be above her like this, to master her, overpower her. Never? That boner of yours just called you a lair.

When Thad began nuzzling her neck, pressing his opened lips against her, she smacked him in the back of the head. Don't go vamp on me now! Whaa! He shot upright, his fangs sharp. Where am I? She glanced at his fangs, then down. Oh, my gods, when do you not sport wood? There are bathrooms in the back, so go burp the worm or whatever.

How much longer are we going to do this? We have to talk about what happened. With a harsh laugh, he'd turned to me. It's very simple. I want you, you want another, and I'm owed a wife.

I give you a week, maybe two, before you're driven to bite someone. I don't know how to... to bite or drink! But you could teach me. And what could you possibly do in return? Lothaire waved a negligent hand. Play football for me? Break in my jeans really well?

Wroth, darling," she purred, smiling so sweetly. "I can't wait for the next time I get to put my mouth on you." In an instant the smile faded and she snapped her teeth and yanked her head back as if she was chewing something free.

I woan let you go back to that boy--not until you give me one bec doux . A sweet kiss. Then he reached forward, unlacing the ribbon from my hair. What are you doing? I murmured. Souvenir. He put it in his pocket, and for some reason that struck me as the sexiest thing I'd ever seen.

You want this?' I raised my gaze, gasping at the dark hunger in his expression. My mind blanked. Want his body? How could I not? He was pure temptation. 'I meant this,' he held up my bag, 'but I could easily be persuaded to share anything else my wife might desire.

Damn, that werewolf melts my butter," Mari sighed. "He's so miserable," she added delightedly.