No bra,” he said against her mouth. “Thank you. I hate those things. Dumbest human invention. Ever.

I will bear this pain for you,” he swore. “If one of us has to bleed, it will be me. It’ll always be me.

His voice was low and rough … “What about you? Do you like bad boys?” “There’s definitely appeal,” she breathed. “Good,” He bent and clipped her earlobe with his teeth … “Because they don’t come badder than me.

I'm also a sex demon. I didn't go blind when I took a mate

I love you. Never forget that. Never forget...me.

It's funny," she said, with a strange hitch in her voice, "but I never wanted to be tied to anyone. Never wanted to be owned or to belong to another person. But now I realize that belonging with someone is completely different. I belong with you, Con." "And I with you." He kissed her, sealing them together with a bond she didn't mind, and one that would never be broken.

When you can't be sure of anything else in this crapped- on world, you have to be sure of yourself.