Qhuinn climaxed on his next swallow, the orgasm shooting out of him before he could think of any kind of boring and unattractive distraction, the pleasure cresting with such power, he sagged in his own skin. Blay's chuckle was erotic as hell. Whatever, payback was going to be a bitch, Qhuinn vowed to himself.
J.R. WardHis ears caught a sweet chiming noise, and a moment later a warm rush fell over his body. How we doing Rhage? Too hot? Butch's voice. Up close. The cop was in the shower with him. And he smelled Turkish tobacco. V must be in the bathroom too. Hollywood? This too hot for you? No. He reached around for the soap, fumbling. Can't see. Just as well. No reason for you to know what we look naked together. Frankly, I'm traumatized enough for the both of us. Rhage smiled a little as a washcloth scrubbed over his face, neck and chest.
J.R. WardMots clés humor romance funny vampire
Wrath pulled the trigger on the brotherhood...
J.R. WardMaybe he had to stop thinking TVs were sending him messages. Because this was a dumb fucking idea.
J.R. WardSometimes dragon slayers... Were just slayers.
J.R. WardThe righteous do not always do right, but their souls remain pure.
J.R. WardMots clés righteousness rehv lassiter
I'm sorry," he muttered. "If I... uh, hurt your feelings or something."
She glared at him. "I'm not hurt. I'm pissed off and sexually frustrated."
His head snapped back on his spine. Well... then. Okaaaaay.
Mots clés sex humour zsadist black-dagger-brotherhood bella lover-awakened
I don't do one-night stands," she blurted.
"Who says one will be enough.
Don't just walk through the flames. Get your Fred Astaire on and DANCE through them. Joy is around everywhere, even when the night falls hard.
J.R. WardCan somebody tell me what the fucks going on before I lose my shit all over this fucking room?
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