“Want me, I beg, but nothing comes.”

“Let me go, Faith." he said quietly."If that's what you really want.""You know what I want. I told you on the helo--I want you to love it, crave it. Beg for it...beg for me."~Wyatt”

“What do you want, Annika?" He dipped his head so his lips brushed her ear."Make me come." "God, Creed. Make me come.""Don't say it like it's an order. Ask for it.""No.""That's my Ani," he murmured. "Too proud to beg." "You get what you want when I get what I want.""Please. Please make me come.""Too late for begging," he said against her ear. "I want more now.""What do you want?""I want the truth," he said. "I want to hear you say you want me.""Creed." "Say it.""Can't.""Say it.""I want you," she blurted, unable to stop herself or the giant sob that followed.~Annika/Creed”

“Come back to me,” I begged, the tear slipping over my eye and gliding down my cheek.”

“You’ve fought for me. You’ve challenged me. You’ve begged me and left me and come back to me”

“Dark and dirty things come to mind, things like how much pleasure I’d get from putting her in misery. But not the bad kind of misery. No, I want Olivia in the kind of misery that makes her sweat and writhe, and then beg me to come inside her.”