Dear God. She ached, wanting something that she knew was a sin.Wanting a man who was sin itself.

But you must be awash in a sea of compliments, my lady. Every gentleman you meet must voice his admiration, his wish to make love to you. And those are only the ones who may...

She has a forceful personality, as do I. We just took a bit to get to know one another.

She very much feared that if she stayed with Maximus, this awful taint – this terribly wrong act – would, day by day, year by year, wear at her until she was no more than...

Ah, and d’ye judge a thing solely upon size alone?”She made a choking sound.

You made a deal with your heart, your soul, and your body, and you sealed it with the wash of your climax on my c*ck.”She blinked, looking dazed. He’d never used such words before, especially...

Don’t take to yer grave afore yer time, Silence, m’love.

Every word you have ever uttered, is engraved upon my heart.-Lazarus to his mother.

Sleep,” he murmured to her, and held her against himself, his cock still buried deep.She was caught and he had no intention of ever letting her go.

I love you.”She lost all concept of time. She lost her place and surroundings. She couldn’t remember who he was—who she was. She lost her mind.

are a great trouble.”She shook her head, not bothering to reply this time, and started marching to the door.

You never had to,” St. John concurred.

Can’t admit it either.

Welcome home, m’love.

Naturally not, but I do now.

She swallowed and looked down at the artichoke petals piled neatly on the side of her plate. Her center certainly felt like it was melting, growing soft and wet just from the rasp of Mr....

It’s strange, but I find myself more disillusioned by a man who has such easily persuaded views than I would be by one whose views were entirely opposite but passionately held. Isn’t that quixotic of...

Wear you social mask at your balls and parties and when you visit your friends out there, but when we are alone, just the two of us in here, promise me this: that you’ll show...

ye’ve bewitched and bespelled me, my sweet Silence, didn’t ye know? I’ll agree that the sky is pink, that the moon is made o’ marzipan and sugared raisins, and that mermaids swim the muddy waters...

I could not stay away.

For a moment she lay still in the big bed, blinking sleepily, loath to move.And then she realized that the angel’s song hadn’t stopped on her waking.Silence sat up. The tantalizingly beautiful voice was coming...

Would you prefer swive? Tup? Dance the buttock jig?

Don’t you see? You brought me into the daylight. You’ve embraced parts of me that I was never able to let see light. Don’t make me retreat again into the night. (Winter Makepeace)

is this?”Silence froze, her hand still outstretched, clutching a damp, dirty cloth. Oh, dear Lord. Slowly she raised her eyes and found herself face-to-thighs with Mickey O’Connor’s extremely tight breeches.

Oh, yes,” Lin said.

But Sir Alistair’s gaze was different. Those other men had looked at her with lust or speculation or crass curiosity, but they hadn’t been looking at her really. They’d been looking at what she represented...

Holding her gaze, he sheathed his short sword and pulled the gauntlet off his left hand with his teeth. He held out his bare hand to her.She glanced at the proffered hand before laying her...

Well warmed and ready for a long ride.

to be inside ye.

There’s something about her,” Caire said in a low voice. “She cares for everyone about her, yet neglects herself. I want to be the one who cares for her.

Long, long ago.

It hardly mattered. She was tired of waiting for him to acknowledge who he was. Tired of donning a false mask of gaiety when she was so much more—felt so much more—beneath. No one had...

But I would’ve listened to ye. I would’ve believed ye.

It was a strange thing, this feeling of empathy. He’d never experienced it before. He realized that what hurt this woman hurt him as well, that what made her bleed caused a hemorrhage of pain...

Yes, please.

You have them only by my permission.

Yes, please,” she whispered. She wanted to engrave the sight of him thus, about to make love to her, in her mind.

You know why I cannot.

is ye. Nothin’ else.

Hear me out. I cannot deny that I would’ve liked to have made babies with you. A little girl with your hair and eyes would’ve been the delight of my life. But it is you...

Oh, no,” she said hastily, embarrassed. Did he really think she bullied him? What a silly notion!

She lived on the moon and was quite unattainable. I suppose he must’ve starved or pined away or fallen off the wall at some point.

The only soap we could find was rose scented.

I would do violence for one glimpse of your naked breasts. Bleed for one taste of your nipple on my tongue. (Winter Makepeace)

Mouthy little thing, ain’t she?”But he bent and lifted the toddler.

Vale…