When he pulled back, Blay frowned. "You're shaking." Was it possible he wasn't imagining this? "Am I?" "Yes." "I don't care. I love you. I love you so damned much, and I"m sorry that I wasn't male enough to admitโ" Blay stopped him with a kiss. "You're plenty male enough now--the rest of it's in the past." "I just...God, I really am shaking, aren't I? Yeah. But it's okay โ I've got you." Qhuinn turned his face into one of the male's palms. "You always have. You've always had me...and my heart. My soul. Everything.
J.R. WardAll right, then, her first rule for the rest of her days: no more looking outside for definitions. She might not have any clue who she was, but better to be lost and searching than shoved into a social box by someone else.
J.R. WardWhat was said about him, what the females needed to believe about him, was just oral masturbation for mouths that needed to be otherwise occupied.
J.R. WardIn the Old Language, she hissed, โIf any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find you where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you until you drown.โ That last word was drawn out, until its syllable was lost in more growling. Dead silence. Until Doc Jane said dryly, โAnnnnd this is why they say the female of the species is more dangerous than the male.
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