“It already smells like sex in here, and you're both still dressed. You have no idea how messed up that is.”
“My hands wrapped around his waist, traveling up the broad expanse of his back, mooth and hard, and..."Give it a rest, already," Tod snapped from somewhere behind his brother. "It already smells like sex in here, and you're both still dressed. You have no idea how messed up that is.”
“It smelled like sex and dog in here. But mostly it smelled like sex.”
“You're both so screwed up alone that together you're like the perfect mess.”
“No matter how careful you are"..."there's always going to be a mess, and you're going to have to clean it up afterward.”
“Elena gave a low laugh. "Maleeshka, little one, it's me you're talking to, not the Cossack. I am a whore and I know the smell of men and the smell of sex. You stink of both.”