The infant-inconvenience kicked in response, and Conall twitched at the sensation. โActive little pup, isnโt he?โ โShe,โ corrected his wife. โAs if any child of mine would dare be a boy.โ It was a long-standing argument. โBoy,โ replied Conall. โAny child as difficult as this one has been from the start must, perforce, be male.โ Alexia snorted. โAs if my daughter would be calm and biddable.โ Conall grinned, catching one of her hands and bringing it in for a kiss, all prickly whiskers and soft lips. โVery good point, wife. Very good point.
Gail CarrigerLord Maccon asked meekly, shifting against her in a manner that ensured she realized the nibbling had affected his outsides just as much as her insides. Alexia was partly shocked, partly intrigued by the idea that as he was naked, she might actually get to see what he looked like. She had seen sketches of the nude male, of course, for purely technical purposes. She was given to wonder if werewolves were anatomically bigger in certain areas.
Gail CarrigerThese feelings you engender in me, my lord, are most indelicate. You should stop causing them immediately.
Gail Carriger