erotic-romance

This is the owner of Dark Haven. Master Xavier. Call him __y liege.___avier sighed. He had no idea who__ first given him that title, but the submissives took such delight in it, he__ allowed it to continue.

You wouldn__ be here if you didn__ care, Abby.___ don__._ She glared at him, so full of life she almost glowed.__ou do._ He kissed the pouting lips lightly. __nd I__ going to keep you.

...Her body twitched from his magic. "What is this feeling?" She panted as she asked the question. Her body felt pleasantly soft. His motions slowed and became languid."It's called an orgasm," he replied in that slow, silky way of his. She loved his voice when it got thick like honey. Most of the time he spoke so quickly that she lost track. She liked it when his tone got deep and husky. "You should have one every time a man touches you. If you don't, punch him in the face.

We were in the middle of a scene, and this crazy woman comes roaring out of the crowd, screaming, grabs my whip, and damned if she didn__ punch me._ Rubbing his reddened chin, the man__ lips curved a little. __t__ almost funny, but still, she ruined our scene.

Now, can I help you with something? I__ new, but I__l do my best to figure out how to get what you need.___hat__ good to hear, Abby, since I need your breasts for a few minutes.

A master like Raoul looks for a woman whose need to serve and submit matches his need to protect and take command.

Oooo...He's being a saucy motherfu*ker tonight. He does wrong and I'm the one who gets treated like the whore of Babylon. Fine, he wants a show I'll give him a damn show.

No. No, I don__ want my hands restrained.___es. You do.

Turns out ovaries work just as good as balls when you're in the driver's seat.

Lies. All lies. Bree was shaking so hard she bit her tongue, but she didn__ even feel the blood in her mouth. Kill her husband and seduce the widow. She thought she__ never felt as angry as when Michael died, but this, oh God, her entire body was a live wire of rage. She was so furious, she was almost numb. So numb that she didn__ even feel herself reaching for the gun she had pulled out of the glove compartment and pocketed. So numb that she didn__ feel herself lift the gun and aim. So numb that she saw nothing, but his eyes, staring back at her in wide eyed surprise and confusion. She felt so numb she didn__ even feel herself pull the trigger.

Have you ever done something so far out of your normal behavior that it was freeing?_ She wouldn__ plead, but she wasn__ above a little coercion. She whispered into his ear and gave the lobe a quick nibble. __ mean. We__e stuck here together. I like you a lot and have talked to you more than anyone else in a long time. If this was a date I__ be thinking of letting you into my apartment for a nightcap or whatever it is people call it now. Want to throw morals and all that out the window for a little bit?

Put me down.___ope._ He held her snuggled to his bare chest, tipping her up so he could rub his cheek against hers. __ like carrying you.

She had never been so affected by the idea of intimacy, but there was something about his eyes; something warm, and gentle even though she felt transparent every time he turned his attention on her; like he could see her, really see her. The idea of being so exposed to someone_it took her breath away.

He let go of my wrists and lifted me up against the wall. __ry fucking getting away from me now. Nice try, Tyler, but I told you that I always win.

I won__ share you, Dylan. I mean that. If you think for one second now that we__e married, you can try and pull some kind of shit over on me, you__ better think again. I can take whatever you can dish out when it comes to pain, embarrassment and humiliation, and whatever else you have going on in that wicked mind of yours, but I__l be damned if I__l share you with another woman. Or man._ What the fuck? I almost laugh at her, but she__ so serious she would probably slap the shit out of me. __alm the hell down. I__ not trying to pull anything over on you, okay? And seriously, a man?_ __ell, I don__ know. Maybe one of your secrets is that you like getting pegged in the ass or something._ This time I laugh out loud at her and she narrows her eyes at me. "Don__ ask me to peg you either, because it__ never going to happen._ I laugh even louder. Good God this woman is funny. __ promise you that I don__ want to be pegged, Isa.

When he broke that long kiss, he smiled at her before kissing her hard. __o, my love, I hope that your punishment will stop you from trying another payback for a while at least?__aura laughed and sighed, dramatically. __f course, it will. I never want to be punished like that again. Well, not until tonight anyway. You will be back tonight, won't you? I'm often very bad at night so you may have to do this all over again to me until I learn how to be good. Hmm, and during the day, I'm not always very good either so you'd better watch out for that too.___ou don't make punishing you an easy task, do you? It almost seems like you enjoy being punished.___o, it's not that, baby. Though, your punishment was very well given. It's just that I have a very aggressive, bad gene and it makes me backslide, umm, and often frontslide too. I have learnt with you that I'm always wanting to backslide and frontslide but, as it's obviously a genetic defect, I can't really be blamed for that, now can I_ (Tales from Terrigal, Book 2, WIP)

Personally, I could care less about how people chose their graves. What I do care about is that I don__ want to be dragged along into one, especially by someone who has already lived their life to the fullest.

Don__ you want this?_ The pain in his voice ripped a hole inside her.__ want you so damn much._ Her words choked in her throat. She forced a laugh to keep from crying. __ell, we can__ seem to keep our hands off each other._ __hould we try?_-Kathy Kulig, Red Tape