“A soft growl came from his throat."You´re so beautiful,Doc.Every inch of you is soaking wet.Your pussy´s like a ripe peach,juice running down your leg.”

“He growled softly at her."Then open your legs for me,Julia.This cat must have his cream.”

“Part your legs for me,lass," he commanded on a growl."Wide,so I can go deep,drink deep.Fuck your sweet cunt with my tongue."~Lucian Roman”

“Grinning like the arrogant bastard he was,Lucian dipped his head and,with his teeth,drew her shirt all the way up to her neck."Tell me you don't belong to me."Bron gasped as the cool air hit her skin."I don't belong to you."He kissed the curve of her breast,then down to her belly."Oh,lass,the scent of your wet pussy says different.”

“In the meantime," Phane said,his mismatched eyes suddenly bright,his tone heavy with sarcasm,"Lucian needs to decide if he's going to change his balas's diaper or let the rest of us pass out from the scent."Bronwyn burst out laughing,but a growl emanated from Lucian's throat."I'll change her diaper after I change yours,little birdie.""My 'Little birdie' isn't so little," Phane returned."Want to see?"Lucian sniffed."And make my eyes bleed?Fuck no!”

“His nostrils flared then,and he lifted his head."Oh,God,Princess.Your scent.As much as I would love to see you work your cunt again,up close and personal this time,I must have you,taste you.Fuck,I want to drown in you,bury my face in your pussy and lap up every drop."~Lucian Roman”

“Oh,yes," he uttered hoarsely,savagely."There it is.The walls of your pussy...Shit,it's like an earthquake.Come for me,baby."~Gray Donohue”