“But my pretty little Gwen…me and her daddy…” Then she purred. Seriously. Purred.”
“Sometimes I like her calm, unwild, gentle as a sleeping child,and wonder as she lies, a fur ring,curled upon my lap, unstirring -- is it me or Tibbles purring?”
“You have splendid breasts, lass," he purred, cupping the plump mounds. "Splendid," he repeated stupidly, and she almost laughed. Men loved breasts any shape or form, they just loved them.-Drustan to Gwen”
“I have hair on my chest. And it’s purring.”
“Katie purred in pleasure as she licked the beating vein in Jared’s neck.”
“Her only gift was knowing people almost by instinct, she thought, walking on. If you put her in a room with someone, up went her back like a cat's; or she purred.”