When a woman submits to a man, it's the most precious gift she can give. Herself. Unreservedly. The man has to respect and honor that gift above all else. Even if he respects nothing else in the world, he must respect the woman in his care. It's his sworn duty to protect, honor and cherish his submissive. To take care of her and provide a safe haven. Someone who would put his own needs above his woman's is no man.
Maya BanksI love you,โ he said fiercely. โ โTis not true that I kept a part of my heart locked away from you. You own all of it, lass. Youโve always owned it. I didnโt give it to you. You took it from the very start.
Maya BanksShe exists, Damon. There are women out there who crave what we can give them. Once you taste it, you can't ever let go of it.
Maya BanksWhoa, wait a minute, Coletrane. Are you proposing to me?โ โWell I would if youโd let me finish,โ he grumbled.
Maya BanksHeโd never get over her. He knew that without hesitation or doubt. He loved her. As deeply as it was possible to love another person. And God, he wanted her. Every day. In hit life. As much a part of him as he would be of her.
Maya BanksHis gaze narrowed and she could see his hands twitching again like heโd love nothing more than to throttle her. She was beginning to think it was an affliction of his. Did he go around wanting to choke the life out of everyone or was she special in that regard? โIโm afraid โtis an urge that is entirely original to you,โ the laird barked. She clamped her mouth shut and closed her eyes. Mother Serenity had vowed one day Mairin would regret her propensity to blurt out her least little thought. Today just might be that day.
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