“I looked at Raphael. He looked back at me.Several parts of me that weren't on public display brought out their pompoms and began cheering.”

“You want to …?” His other eye popped open as I started to slide down his body, intent on exploring that part of him which had given me so much pleasure. He grabbed me before I was able to move four inches. I looked up, worried that I had done something wrong. A familiar strained, tense look was on his face, his eyes screwed up tight. I looked down at his penis. It was no longer in a resting state. “I thought you were sated?”I was. Until you went and mentioned doing that to me. No! Don’t touch me there, woman! For the love of – grk!”A half hour later, Gabriel, his arm wrapped around me because my legs were unusually weak, hustled me toward the house with a grim look on his face.I will beat this,” he muttered. “I am a wyvern, I am strong. I will control my needs long enough to give you pleasure, and you will enjoy it, dammit!”I said nothing, but I smiled. A lot. [May and Gabriel, pg. 307]”

“You really do think you're the cat's pajamas, don't you?" I asked Raphael, annoyed with his arrogance.”

“Stay here til I come to fetch you."I no longer recognize you in the Republic of Joy," I loftily informed him. "Our diplomatic ties are severed."Unsever them," he growled, "or the Country of Raphael will be forced to declare your republic a protectorate."Dictator," I muttered.For life," he agreed.”

“Would you like me to turn over so you can see my other side?" Raphael asked. "Would you?" Roxy breathed hopefully.”

“I tried to avoid looking at the dress full on, lest it burn out my retinas with its glittering hideousness. ”

“He looked at my lips. I suddenly found myself wanting to lick his. 'Yes,' he replied, his eyes going molten. My breath caught in my throat as he reached out and brushed a strand of hair where it had flown across my cheek. 'I believe we do have unfinished business.' 'Good.' I gulped, suddenly one big mass of tingling body parts that wanted an immediate introduction to all of his body parts. I tried to slam down a mental barrier between his mind and mine, but it did no good. The cheerleaders in my groin were setting up fundraising car washes to finance a field trip to his groin.”