We can’t do this,” I tell her, caressing her cheek with my thumb. “It’s not right.” “What’s not right about it? We haven’t even gotten to the tongues yet.” Tongues? Have mercy.
Please let Georgie have given you the world’s greatest prostate tickle and convinced you that Raahosh and I need to be together.
MADDIE: I know what it’s like to be ignored. I know what it’s like to feel like everyone in the world is against you. I know what it feels like to be on the outside and wanting desperately to be accepted.
I am many things, but an exhibitionist is not one of them.” He gestures at a recess down the hall that I’m starting to recognize as a ship door. “This is where our mess is. Come. You can eat and I can tell you all about how I won’t touch you without your permission.” “You keep adding that ‘your permission’ thing,” I point out. He glances down at me, and his eyes are warm, his smile inviting. “That is because, my sweet Fran, I plan on having your permission. Just not today.
It’s a spur? Your males don’t have one?” “What’s it for?” “Nothing, I imagine. It’s just there, like my tail. Maybe it had a use in the past, but now it’s just here to frighten sweet human females away from putting their mouths on mesakkah males.
A fierce hunter like myself needs more encouragement than that. Will you let me mouth-mate you?
Make no mistake, pretty Kate,” he murmurs to me. “I still intend to woo you. I will give you time to get over your shyness, but just because we have not resonated does not mean that my heart will forget yours.
You are who you are. Make no apologies for it.” He presses a kiss to my forehead. “I would change nothing about you.
We’re rescued all right. Summer’s ridden in and saved the day like a tiny, breathless, Asian badass, guns blazing.
Hassen: I do not look back because I cannot change the past. You should not, either. That is one of the first things you must learn as a hunter – do not regret what you do not have.
Mental note: no swimming.
I have been waiting all this time for my Mardok. I slide my arms around his waist, holding him close and breathing in his scent. It does not matter that he is cooler to the touch or that his people are strange. He is mine.
I mean what I said. You are mine, Halla. I am king and I get what I want, and what I want is you.
Considering that I took advantage of Hassen the moment he decided to hang out with me, my sister has the wrong one pegged as a predator.
I no lose you.” His big fingers trace my jaw. “So I live with noisy tribe. Because I live with Har-loh. I no live if no Har-loh.
Is he denying himself for me? How sweet. How misguided. I’d love to help him with that little problem.
I’ve crossed galaxies while I slept, crossed an ocean and back again, but none of that matters. I know where my home is – right here in his arms. It’s where I’ll always want to be.
When you have the person you love at your side, it doesn’t matter what the weather is or if you’re sleeping in animal furs instead of thousand thread count sheets. All that matters is the love and the happiness it brings.
To say that I fail at small talk is like saying Superman dislikes kryptonite.
It feels like everything that’s happened was meant to bring us together. Like we’re the two people most right for each other in the whole world – in several worlds. Maybe I did have to leave Earth and come to the far ends of the galaxy just to meet him. It’s a fair trade-off. He.