I wonder what disgusts you more, the fact that I’m a demon, or the fact that when I touch you, it doesn’t matter.
Larissa IoneHellboy?”
“What?”
“Touch me. Make me forget all this.”
He was on her in an instant, took her down to the floor before she could blink.
I will bear this pain for you,” he swore. “If one of us has to bleed, it will be me. It’ll always be me.
Larissa IoneI’m not going to pass out-”
He cut her off with a kiss. “If you did, I’d catch you.” Gods, he’d laugh at either of his brothers if they said that to their mates, the pussywhipped idiots.
His voice was low and rough … “What about you? Do you like bad boys?”
“There’s definitely appeal,” she breathed.
“Good,” He bent and clipped her earlobe with his teeth … “Because they don’t come badder than me.
I don’t care what you are, Gem. I want you. I love you.
Larissa IoneBetter would be good. Because if she felt a little less like she’d been run over by a truck, she could jump on Dr. Hottie.
Larissa IoneMots clés healing
Sex had always been a weapon, a tool, the only form of currency that never ran out.
Larissa IoneMots clés sex
If Castle Dracula screwed a hospital, this would be the bastard offspring.
Larissa IoneMots clés hospital
He’d always prided himself on being more civilized than his brothers, but so much for that; he was becoming aroused in a damned sewer.
Larissa IoneMots clés arousal civilized-behavior
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