This is our true tie," he whispered, his breath falling hotly onto my lips. "You're meant for me, and I will have you.

Oh, yes, that feels so good," I moaned, and instead of punching Ian, pulled him closer. Breath tickled my neck as he laughed. "I know. I'm truly gifted.

She's my kitten, and no one else's.

Your mom can't hate a whole country because of one person!

I stretched out my hands as if to ward him off. “Not yet. I want to know what your end game is first.” Another flash of teeth, this time showing his fangs. “To have you screaming my name within the hour.

Hearing that I'd come so close to dying should've terrified me, but all I could muster up was a weary "This day sucks.

Now I am short on some props, and there isn't nearly enough time in one night to run through all the ways I've fantasized about taking you, but I promise you this..." His voice deepened, "You'll be scandalized in the morning when you can think again.