Bath toys are reserved only for the oldest, more lethal vampires.

Kitten, your hands are heaven and your eyes are my home.

You don't have to echo my feelings, Mencheres, but you can't talk me out of them either. I love you" Her smile was wry. "Deal with it.

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.

I hadn't expected to be kidnapped today or I'd have worn something more conservative.

You should be afraid. Very afraid. Before, I told you if you wanted to end things between us, I would let you go, but, Leila"--his voice deepened--"I lied.

You can have all of me, I silently told him, but I'm taking all of you in return.