“Hell? Baby, you have no idea what hell is. Hell is when someone you trusted takes your worst fears and makes them come true. Hell is being stuck inside your own head because no one cares enough to help you get out. Hell," he rasped next to her ear, "is being dead inside a body that still works."~Wyatt”

“Yeah, this is danger-induced fits of lust and madness, because I am crazy, Faith--make no mistake about that. But this"-he motioned between them--"is a hell of a lot more than just lust and madness. So you can keep protesting all you want, baby...and I'll keep doing exactly what I'm doing. Now get over here."~Wyatt”

“You're a pain in the ass," she said, and suddenly, the loofah brush whacked her on the butt. She yelped and leaped forward, nearly smashing into Wyatt."What the hell was that for?""You threatened to kill me and you're outraged that I gave you a little spanking?"~Faith/Wyatt”

“His gaze caught and held hers, bored into her with an intensity that stole the air from her lungs."I want to break free of these bonds, bend you the fuck over and rail you so hard you scream."He arched up as much as he could, forcing a breath of shock out of her in a rush."And when I'm done, I want to spank the hell out of you before I tie you down, make you suck my cock and swallow every last drop of my load. Now, will you please let me come?"~Trance”

“Coming sounds like a good idea, Haley," he murmured in her ear."Are you going to come for me, with me, again and again, until you can't stand it anymore, until you can't see straight?""Is that what you want?" she asked."Not want. Need." He gripped her hips and urged her down to her knees."Need to fuck you, right here. Need to be inside you now."~Remy/Haley”

“Our powers complement one another well, don't you think?" she asked."I want to get beyond thinking, Faith. I want you to fuck me instead. Because when you do that, when I'm inside you, wehn you're touching me, I feel whole. And I like that feeling.~Wyatt”

“I'm not into exhibitionism. No one sees my woman but me.""I'm not your woman."Dropping his head, he nipped at her earlobe, held it between his teeth as he growled, "Tonight you are."~Wyatt”