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“A girl in middle school once told me that a penis feels just like a tampon, only bigger. I’m not sure if it’s something her mom told her to shut her up, or if it’s somehow true. But as I’m staring at this man’s beautiful, bare naked form in front of me, I can tell you that I highly doubt it’s going to feel like a tampon when he’s inside me.”

“After a few seconds of scraping, I realize what he has isn’t a trail, it’s a whole forest! Ack! Weren’t all men supposed to shave their chest and stuff nowadays? Whatever happened to having fuzz-free Hollywood heroes as role models? At least my embarrassment is completely foregone by the irritation at his lack of upkeep. The only thing distracting me now is that heady mix of musk, shaving cream and a distinctly…male scent. And God knows that is one seriously jeopardizing distraction. Especially with a whizzing needle in one’s hand.”

“He grimaced and went after her. “I’m not a trainer. Just spent a lot of time working out.” “Misspent youth, clearly.” She held the door open, standing just outside. “My application to princess school was rejected.” Callan exited the building and fell into step alongside her. “Working out was how I coped.” Sunlight peeked out from behind striped clouds and lit the early-morning sky. Autumn weather chilled the perspiration on his skin. “Such a shame.” Meridian glanced up at him out of the corner of her eye. “What is?” “That you didn’t go to princess school. Could have learned some manners.” Her blue-green eyes sparked in the sunlight. And her mouth . . . Her lips set in some smart-looking, lopsided grin, with a small dimple. I should definitely kiss that look off her face. “Overrated. Inefficient. And I look terrible in a tiara.”

“Ding The sound woke Shaw. “Mami, I’m back early,” the text read. He didn’t mean to read it, just that damn detective personality of his. That and the fact that the text was lit up on her screen. He knew he wasn’t the only one, but he tried to ignore it. Does this guy treat her right? Does he make her come or only worry about himself? He felt a scowl forming on his face.”

“Is it really true that the only good thing a Blackman can offer in a relationship with a white woman is thunderous sex? Of course, sex plays a vital healing role in every loving relationship. That is a fact of life. But, as we discover in the story of Glasgow Kiss, sex is not always the only thing that occupies a Blackman’s mind. On the contrary, when a man is as passionate, dedicated, committed and determined as Mamadu is to fight and hold onto his true love, irrespective of the numerous challenges he faces, he is able show that it is far more important to pay attention to his heartbeat than the growing erection in his trousers!”

“Four children, all blonde, stared at her with open fear as they cowered in the corner. A rope tied them to the bedpost like cattle, the sight sparking wrath that she fought to suppress. No scaring the kids more than they already were, she reminded herself. Her ‘resting bitch face’ was bad even without her being in a foul mood. Adding in how stabby she felt at the moment… She was sure she could make an adult piss themselves in fear if she tried.”

“Today had started with an urgent call from Sera and had so far contained nearly getting blown up by an Exitium mage, getting her knives filthy yet again, and now she had acquired four human ducklings that had imprinted on her. And the day wasn’t over yet. Briefly, she wondered when Big Foot would be making his appearance before binning the thought. With how things had gone so far, it wouldn’t surprise her if the myth actually showed up for no other reason than to hump her leg.”

“It’s always destruction mages. I never wind up brawling it out with Auxilio or Divinus, no that’d be too easy. I swear if it weren’t for Vladimir I could honestly say I’d see all of you dead. Luckily for you and the rest of your magic type, he’s great in bed and a great guy outside of it too. It still doesn’t redeem the rest of you idiots but at least there’s hope for better out of some of you. Though aside from him you all make the same mistake when fighting me…so maybe there isn’t.” - Julian”

“You uppity, arrogant idiots seem to be under the impression I’ve survived this long by some kind of luck, but let me inform you to the truth that not one of you want to admit. I’ve survived through my own skills, the same ones that let me and my so-called ‘useless magic’ bury two blades into your chest before you could cast anything past a pathetic fireball spell.” - Julian”

“It was apparent Jake had taken a hot shower. The air was scented with amber and musk. Enticingly male. She spotted him when he turned away from the sink and cut her a look, sharp with surprise. He was a heart-stopper. He stood nearly nude. A knotted towel hung low on his hip bones. The gap near his groin was shadowed. Neither managed a word. Silence held between them. Engulfing and immodest. She dared to stare. His masculinity merged with the mist. Her gaze flicked over his damp hair, hard face, and thick-muscled chest. Alpha and carnal. All slickened sexiness and raw strength. His legs were long and strong. His feet big and bare. A sigh escaped, low and throaty. She sagged against the doorframe. A dead giveaway that she liked what she saw--- a little too much. She was so into him that she twitched when he said, "Are you flashing me, Hannah? Bra and pretty pink panties.”

“He watched me like he’d forgotten how to blink—eyes trailing every movement, hungry in a way that felt dangerous. Like he might devour me just for breathing wrong. And God help me, I wanted to breathe wrong.”

“No." I pulled away just enough to lock my eyes with his. His crooked smile sent shivers down my spine. His eyes were a deep blue darkening more as the minutes passing between us were getting hotter. "I will be the one using you, and you'll love every second, every breath, every stroke and every fucking inch of me," he said, his lips ghosting above mine.”

“How easily such a thing can become a mania, how the most normal and sensible of women once this passion to be thin is upon them, can lose completely their sense of balance and proportion and spend years dealing with this madness.”