I hate you.” “I know,” he whispered. “Kiss me.” He didn’t hesitate.

Wraith held up his hands. "Chill, Gramps. I don't want to sit on your knee or anything.

Sorry, I happen to be into women, so Thanatos doesn't do it for me. But it's probably fair to say that if I were gay, I'd do him.

Raynor slapped her so hard her teeth rattled and eyes stung, but she refused to react except to say saucily, "You must have heard how I like foreplay." "I hope you like it a lot, because with your mouth, you'll be getting it nonstop." "Goody," she said dryly. "Because I so love a man who needs to prove his masculinity by beating on women. Do you hit children and kick cats, too?

I don't try Sin. I do. Remember that.

His gaze slammed into hers. 'I love you. Never forget that. Never forget...me.' He loved her. Emotion bubbled up in her throat, leaving her voice completely wrecked. 'Never,' she rasped.

She'd read somewhere that normal, healthy men got up to twenty erections a day. Um...yep, Ares was definitely healthy.