Raphael lifted a finger, tracing it over her cheekbone. She flinched. Not because he was hurting her. The opposite. The places he touched ... it was as if he had a direct line to the hottest, most feminine part of her. A single stroke and she was embarrassingly damp. But she refused to pull away, refused to give in." (page 33 , Gollancz edition)
Nalini SinghShe blew out a breath between gritted teeth. โSometimes I really want toโโa frustrated soundโโbite you!โ He froze. โI might let you.โ โI wonโt do it if youโd enjoy it.
Nalini SinghMercy laughed. โYou have to excuse themโboys suffer from an incurable disability.โ โWhat?โ โTestosterone.
Nalini SinghSometimes he hated that voice in his brain, the one that slapped him upside the head anytime he got too stupid. Funny, it happened a lot with Sienna.
Nalini SinghYou,โ she murmured, using both hands to undo his belt, โare the sexiest man I have ever met.โ He made her think bad thoughts simply by breathing.
Nalini SinghPressing his thumb down on her jaw to part her lips, he kissed her again, angel dust glittering in the air. "Mmm." She rubbed against him. "Did you make a change to your special blend?" Angel dust, he'd told her, was normally rich and exquisite, but not sexual. Elena had only ever tasted Raphael's blend, and it was always oh-so-sexual-today, it also held a dangerous bite. Kisses down her throat. "I wouldn't wish my consort to suffer ennui.
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