His voice was low and rough โฆ โWhat about you? Do you like bad boys?โ โThereโs definitely appeal,โ she breathed. โGood,โ He bent and clipped her earlobe with his teeth โฆ โBecause they donโt come badder than me.
Larissa IoneAnd, ah, who are you? What Horseman, I mean.โ Thanatos swung around. โDeath.โ Cara swallowed. Audibly. โAs in, the Grim Reaper?โ He snorted. โThat poser.
Larissa IoneShe licked again, taking her time,even though she didn't need to; her first stroke numbed the bite site. No, this second taste was for her, not him, and there was no lying about that. "I'm starting to feel like a Tootsie Pop, here" he rasped. She couldn't contain a smile. " Yes... how did that old commercial go?" She licked him. "One." She licked him again, and he moaned. "Two." She licked him once more, and his hips came off the bed, "Three.
Larissa IoneHorror Hotel, as wraith called Shade's house. "Vampires, demons, and werewolves check in... and then they make out, and-
Larissa IoneFuuuuuuuuuuck." Kynan scrubbed his face. "I could use a double shot of whiskey right now." "I'm sure Flicka keeps hard liquor behind the bar." "Flicka?" "I don't want to say her name." "So you're calling her horse names?" Ky coked a dark eyebrow. "I can't wait to see how she reacts to Mr. Ed.
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