He leaned over my back, his lips warm against my ear. "You may be a princess, but you belong to me.
Delilah S. DawsonLike so many women before me, I was a slave to the caveman brain, that deep old part of my DNA that whispered that ferocity would keep me safe and fed and alive and that I should most definitely find the fiercest creature around and hump it.
Dawson, Delilah S. (2012-03-27). Wicked as They Come (Blud) (p. 309). Pocket Books. Kindle Edition.
Don’t whine. Art harder." --Delilah S. Dawson
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