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The way I see it, your potential allegiance is directly tied to whether you believe in what we're doing.

No right or wrong, only two people in pain, and no way to fix it.

Men think they like wide-eyed innocence until someone like you swallows their cock down like she can't get enough of it.

A whole damn life of bliss and hope and tripping over rainbows.

Every. Damn. Second." "Maybe only half of them.

Besides, you could still find honor among thieves, if you knew the right ones.

What can I say. We like our women only mostly tamed. Where's the fun in a woman who'd never stab you just a little, if you pissed her off bad enough?

You're tough enough to take it." "Everything." Every rough, raw part of him, head to toe. Body and soul.

There was no thought in her now, no control. Every sound, every movement - it was pure impulse. Instinct and desire. Truth.

Ace would be the first to turn the words into a joke, one about how artists fell in love every day before noon and got their hearts broken by dinner.

I want to prove myself. I don't even know what I can do, because no one's let me try.

Every day." Her throat worked as she swallowed. "Every breath.

If everyone feels good, nothing's bad.

Life should always be this simple. This fucking easy.

I'll be a perfect gentleman. Just clit-sucking and jerking off, no funny business.

Maybe she'd never understand the rules of this place enough to blend in, but she had to keep trying.

I was Cery's best pupil, but only in certain subjects. Oral sex and improvised weaponry, for example, though rarely in conjunction.

But only men think a duel over a woman is actually about the woman.

Bren can handle it," she said finally. "And if he can't, he'll let you know. He won't let his ego choke the shit out of him.

If I put my tongue in your mouth, will you think of him?

Just be Jared." She arched, pulling him closer. "I love him. I love you.

Fucking. It doesn't start when you get naked, not the way I do it.

No one could ever be her.

Careful, Rae. So careful. Because Cruz will ask. He'll demand every fucking detail, and I'll tell him.

Even when you fuck up, even when you fail everyone around you. You have to let them forgive you, and you have to forgive yourself.

Do you want me enough to let me love you?" That was the real question, wasn't it? The only one that mattered. "Yes.

I keep waiting for you to disappear. Nothing I want this much could be real.

None of us would still be here if we hadn't learned to laugh so no one could see us cry." Hiding

Here's a freebie, no tears required. Loving the hell out of sex doesn't mean you're always in the mood. Even when you have a cock.

I don't need to claim you. But I always, always want you.

Either they're worth saving, or they're worth saving so we can kill them more slowly later.

He wanted the heat of that mouth, the skill and oblivion.

Fucking was comprehensible. Fucking was neat and fast and clean, even when it was messy. This was something else.
Seduction.

You want it rough and raw," he rasped in a low whisper. "I'll give you that, love. I'll give you the fucking world.

decent ladies don't cry, because tears are how wicked women make righteous men doubt their convictions.

You're in O'Kane territory now. We do what we want, and fuck whoever doesn't like it.

If I could have anyone or anything, it'd be you.

She was a freak, and she'd never given less of a fuck.

The rasp in his voice did her in. It wasn't the lazy boredom of a jackass who wanted a warm place to stick his dick. It was edgy.

Honey, getting a dick inside you is only part of sex, not all of it.

If he was too gentle, too careful, then she could barely trust herself not to destroy him. But if he demanded... If he took.

Despair was no different than drugs or booze or gambling - it could become a habit, just as easily as anything else.

Whatever we do, we do it together.

Beautiful, Lili. I love that word, but it's not enough for you. Not nearly.

I don't know how many busted bones he had, but he felt like a bag full of broken glass when Bren and I went to move him.

Sometimes, people won't like what you do. Do it anyway. It's better to be happy and hated than miserable.

Maybe tonight. This is the fantasy I never dared have. Then he'd give her one she wouldn't forget.

But family was family, full stop.

I wanted to be a hero, but there aren't any heroes out here, are there?

This is one fucking morbid pissing contest. Can't you just compare dick sizes?

No one could survive so much heat after a lifetime of ice.

What do you want more? To be right, or to make things right?

Dallas O'Kane had patience ... until he didn't. And then he burned shit to the ground.

It's not fair. Other women have had you both for sex. Why can't I have you to love?

When this was over, he'd have time to teach her the truth. He was always crazy when it came to her.

Respect was letting her want anything that got her off. Not just that, but giving it to her, in all its filthy, debauched glory.

So you want to let it go before it gets snatched away.

I know shit about sex that would make hookers blush, but I haven't had a lot of it that was memorable." His

I thought being a good guy would be easier.

Witnessing this sort of unbridled sexuality could be addictive.

I know it's not a lot of comfort right now, but the bad reminds you just how good everything else is. You've got to have both.

Because I never had you in the first place. Whatever you were looking for, it wasn't me.

I'm going to do this again," he rasped. "Lay you out where there isn't any damn part of you I can't taste. That's what I want. You.

Lover who brushed aside your need for independence was never worth it.

Save your breath for screaming,

You can't do it, can you? Just turn it off and let us fuck you?

I can't do this without you. I can't be Dallas without Lex.

I'll be any man you want. A king or a beggar or a farmer or a killer. But I'll never be the man who can let you walk away.

But you got stupid. Never go soft over a piece of ass, man. Never.

They'd given him a goddamn rainbow, and he was going to paint a new world with it. For them. And for their miracle, whenever it happened.

Grief was something you could work through, but regret lived forever, tormenting you with everything you might have done differently.

He wasn't a cold, aloof god anymore, but a flesh-and-blood man who could bleed, hurt. Want.

Easy, love. Easy.

That's how selfish I am. It's not enough to watch you ride my dick. I want you to love it. Need it. Choose it.

Who the hell did that
just sat around, sharpening his knife collection like it was no big deal?

It's easy to forget that promises can mean something.

Let's go round up your little lost lamb, angel. Before any big bad wolves get ideas.

If you want answers, listen to what people are saying when you haven't asked them a question.

Get angry, and then make something out of it. Don't fight unless you have no choice, and even then you don't waste time. You end it quick.

Nothing was quite as unfair as a world where the right choice was the one that hurt the one person he needed to protect.

Need, brother. You say you're not a joiner, but this is a hell of a world to be a loner in.

Power was attractive for a reason.

Distraction was a bitch.
A painful, bleeding bitch.

His illicit allure would wear thin eventually, and the hero always got the girl.

There's more to sex, the really good kind, than orgasms.

Rachel snatched her hand back. Sorry, I forgot the rules. Everything's a joke until it's not, and words don't mean anything until you want them to.

Are you going to teach me about make-up sex?"
He shook his head. "I'm going to show you what it means to be mine, with nothing held back.

I used to go into every fight not giving a damn if I walked away from it. Dying didn't mean shit.

But everything is a cost-benefit analysis, isn't it? 'Do I want this badly enough to pay the price?

I looked down. You can never look down. Or back." "Words of wisdom.

Jesus Christ, if telling a woman she's got nice tits is a crime, I don't wanna live anymore.

Don't do that. Don't make the mistake of calling what's inside me worry. Good men worry. Men like me take care of the problem.

Everyone needs to prove they're strong. The truly strong only have to do it once.

He looked like an angel - not the kind with harps and halos, but an angel of war, fierce and terrifying.

He's bad at words, but he's still talking to us. We just have to learn his language.

I think it's hard to see people clearly when your heart gets in the way. When you want something to be real, you look for proof instead of truth.

The rest? The rest, she had to give.

The ladies are sweet and earnest and eager enough to make my dick hurt.

Drugs didn't have to be a messy business anymore, because science had taken addiction out of the equation.

Sometimes you had to work with people you didn't like toward goals that were good for everyone.