Carving?""Your name. My back. I can't fucking wait." Jane whistled under her breath. "Do I get to do it?" He barked a laugh. "No!" "Come on. I'm a surgeon, I'm good with knives.

When it comes to… things … about you and sex, I’ve always worried that I might not be quite enough for you." - Jane"Fuck … no … you’re everything to me." - Vishous

As Jane stared at Vishous and felt his body against hers, she knew she was never letting him go. Ever. And she also knew that if they could make it through the past week, they had the staying power that good marriages—or matings—required.

I’m so sorry about Payne, I wanted to talk to you, but she’d made up her mind. I tried to work with her, I really did, but in the end, I just . . . I didn’t . . . I didn’t want you to be the one to do it. I would have rather lived with the horrible truth on my conscience for an eternity than have you kill your sister. Or have her hurt herself even more than she was.” - Jane

Stroking Jane’s soft hair, he murmured, “About . . . the things I have here. If you’re game, I’m still going to want to play . . . if you know what I mean. But from now on, it’s just for fun, and only for you and me.”Hell, they’d had a shitload of good, leathered-up, freaky sex in this place, and he was always goingto want that with her. Hopefully, she’d feel the same—“I like what we do here.” She smiled. “It turns me on.”Well . . . didn’t that get his cock pumping. “Me, too.

With a gentle hand, he brushed his shellan’s cheek. “I’ve never been in a relationship before you. I should have known that we’d hit a wall at some point.”“That’s the way it works.

You are everything I need” - Vishous to Jane