“I'm the fucking Horde King, I don't woo."
"Woo her," Ristan continues.
"I don't woo."
"Woo," he repeats.
"I'm not the kind of man to woo anyone. I can make her scream my name to the rafters, isn't that enough wooing?"
"Woo," Ristan smirks, which only served to irritate me more.
"Woo," I grind out on an exhale.
"Yes, woo," he says, already turning to walk away. I watch his shoulders quake with laughter.
"Woo," I growl.
"Woo!" He says over his shaking shoulders.
"Fuck me," I shake my head.
"No thanks, not my type...”
“I’m not the kind of man to woo anyone. I can make her scream my name to the rafters, isn’t that enough wooing?”
“I say we cut a path right down the fucking middle and kill anything that moves,” I growled.
Ristan raised a brow and whistled. “Damn , Flower. That almost made me hard. Shock me with that blood thirsty little inner vixen.”
“She’s my fucking anchor, and no one will take her from me again, not even to save this world.”
“I was going to fight to keep the elusive Horde King as my own. Every beauty needed a beast, and he was mine.”
“You come in all tall, dark, and deadly and my lady parts go all cuckoo for cocoa puffs and shit.”
“He’s my drug of choice, and I don’t think there’s a rehab for it.”
“He is obsessed with you; he might even be in love with you. Of course, he is Fae so he doesn’t recognize it as such, but it is all over him. We can all see it. He wants you and he will not let you go.”
“Chain of command, Synthia. I say it. You do it. End of chain, am I clear?”
“I’m the fucking Horde King, I don’t woo.”
“Riddles, I hate fucking riddles,” Ristan growled and shook his dark head. “Why couldn’t she have sent a minotaur, or maybe David Bowie and a bunch of Muppets to mess with us?”
“Never,” I assure her. “I’ll never leave you.”
Never will I concede to death when she’s in my grasp. This beautiful creature is my match. She’s burrowed her way into my heart, and into my soul. Finding out she was mine, and was the one I’d been searching for in the Human world, was intoxicating. Watching her at my feet as she was given to me was the most exquisite feeling in the world.”
“It may be between your legs, Pet, but make no mistake, this belongs to me. Understand?”
“You have to trust what you are, and what you want the most, to find who you truly are.”
“Bend me over, pull my hair, whisper more dirty things that will make me tremble with need, Ryder, and then fuck me like you mean it.Fuck me like I am the air you need to live. I don't want to be your world; I just want to be your favorite part of it”
“One way or another, I’d have come for you. Fate pushed us together, but destiny knew we belonged together. Now you just have to accept it”
“Good girls get special kisses. Do you want to be kissed?” he murmured softly.”
“I turned my head to find Claire glaring at us from across the room. She hated me, and it ran deep and ugly inside of her. She was a problem I needed to fix before I got too fat to do so.”
“I’ve been inside of your head since the day you were created. I set the events in motion that created who you are and who you were meant to be. Ryder was only following what I’d given him for his path. He had to see the evil, which he’d been born of to stop it. You had to endure hell to become a warrior and protector. Sometimes living through something so horrible will shape our minds, and make us stronger in the end. Like you.”
“Revenge is not worth the lives you will change. Some things must be let go to move on,”
“You’ve got a great ass,” he said, never taking his eyes from mine as we walked, oblivious to anyone watching us. “Your screams when I fuck you? I like that shit, too. The noises you make when I drive my cock balls deep and you ask for more? Fuck, I seriously like it…a lot.”
“Why couldn’t she have sent a minotaur, or maybe David Bowie and a bunch of Muppets to mess with us?”
“you choose what you can handle and what you can’t. You choose which path you take to get to the end. But in the end, you are where destiny wanted you to be,”
“I hated morning people, always had. I’d never been able to climb out of bed and welcome the day. I was more of a glare at the world, and snarl until I’d had enough coffee to appear human.”
“What are trials in life but fire? They shape and mold.”
“was going to fight to keep the elusive Horde King as my own. Every beauty needed a beast, and he was mine.”
“This was what the songs wrote about; with one kiss, I was helpless to pull away. With one kiss, I was a boneless mess, and with one kiss, I was his.”
“I’m the fucking Horde King, I don’t woo.” “Woo her,” Ristan continues. “I don’t woo.” “Woo,” he repeats. “I’m not the kind of man to woo anyone. I can make her scream my name to the rafters, isn’t that enough wooing?”
“I look over at Andie. “Please don’t tell me she’s going to touch chicken poop.”
Andie’s face is totally impassive. “Nope.”
“Phew. That’s a relief.”…
“She is going to touch their eggs, though.”
… “Then she is going to touch their poop.”
She laughs, sounding confused. “How so?” She takes a sip of her drink as she waits to be educated by me.
I cringe. “Ew, Andie. Because the eggs come from their butts, of course.”
Andie laughs so hard she spits coffee out at me … “You’ve got to be kidding me.” She wipes tears away. “Oh, man, Candice, I sure have missed you.”
I frown at her obvious ignorance of all things chicken. “I missed you too. But why are you laughing over simple scientific facts? Google is your friend, you know, Andie. You really shouldn’t neglect your Googling.”
“When she finally crashed back to earth, Luke's dark eyes were focused on her face. "Did you really just come?" he demanded, his voice a cross between a growl and a groan.
She let out a ragged breath. "Uh-huh."
"Fuck, that's hot." He ground his pelvis into her. "Do it again.”
“You have a rare fire within you. The power to change things. The courage to act in the service of something greater than yourself.”
“Everything was heat and sweat, bump ’n’ grind. Stroke and sigh.”
“Electrical shivers shoot up my leg. And my knee is such a slut! She likes it! She’s that friend you have. The one who you tell you’re on a diet and the next day she shows up with cupcakes and says, Aww, just one won’t hurt. But when I look down at my knee, I realize that she’s not only a slut, she’s an enabler. She’s all, Look at your knee. How small it looks under his big hand. How safe it feels. God, I hate my knee.”
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