“I've got a mind to turn you over my knee and spank the spoiled hell out of you”
“Wow." Sin said, her high-heeled boots clacking on the floor as she approached. " I didn't expect a party or anything, but I figured you might be able to handle a hi."
"I'm serious" , he gritted. "Get out."
"Well, you know what ?" She tied her hair up in a knot. "I would, except that you fucking bonded me to you or something, and I need to borrow your dick for a minute.”
“The entire hospital seemed to go still, watching and waiting, and what the hell was up with Sin and guys on horses anyway? "Well, who is he?"
"War."
Con stared at her. "War. Just...War. What kind of name is that?" Nope, not jealous at all of muscle-bound handsome guy.
"Yeah, you know, the original War. Second Horseman of the Apocalypse?"
Con nearly swallowed his fucking tongue. Everyone else in the ER scrambled backward. Even Eidolon backed up a step as the guy swung down from the horse. Christ, standing, the guy was damned near seven feet tall.
"Sin," he said in an impossibly deep voice. He approached her, bent to kiss her cheek, and Con bristled.
"Big horse," Con ground out. "Compensating much?”
“Sin Fever," Wraith chimed in with a little too much enjoyment.
Sin Fever? They'd named the fucking disease after her? Bastards.”
“As Con and Sin approached the Harrowgate, it flashed and a tank of a blood-bay stallion leaped out, scattering staff and patients. Atop the horse sat a massive male in hard leather armor. His hair was short, reddish brown, and his eyes were black as Sin's.
"What the hell are you doing?" Eidolon shouted, but the big male swiveled his head and focused his gaze on Sin with such intensity that Con stiffened.
"Why is he looking at you like that?"
"I...ah..." She slid him a timid glance. "I sort of slept with him once."
Con took a deep breath and tried to rein in his desire to rip out the horse guy's throat. "Where'd you find him? EviLove.com?”
“She crossed her arms over her chest, and his gaze went automatically to her breasts, which were no nicely plumped by her biceps. Yeah, he was a sex demon. Shoot him. "what are you going to do? And eyes up, mister."
Busted.”
“Why are you all here?"
"One of Bantazar's assassins hit you with an exomangler," Lore said. "He's dead."
"A lot dead." Wraith snorted and high-fived Lore. "Massive deadness.”
“UG staff is patching up wargs, and all surviving Guardians are tied up," Wraith said, "But they could probably use some medical attention. Especially the one dipshit with the idiotic Mohawk. He lost a lot of blood."
"Because you ate him," Sin said wryly.
Wraith blinked with exaggerated innocence. "Fighting makes me hungry.”
“Yeah, I need sex or I die. So stop with the obnoxious chaperone shit, because I really don't want you anywhere nearby while I'm doing it, and I don't think you want that either."
She gave them the sweetest smile.
"And know that the second you're gone, I'm going to ride Con until he begs for mercy."
Eidolon sighed. Shade swore. And Con muttered something that sounded strangely like "Mercy".
~Sin”
“Con! Fuck!"
Male voice. Deep.
Con blinked, coming out of his haze to see Shade beneath him. Con's erection was pushed hard against Shade's thigh, and yeah....not cool.
Panting and shaking like a leaf, Con scrambled off him.
"Ah...I don't...that was, ah...not for you."
"I fucking hope not," Shade muttered.
~Con/Shade”
“Sort of. I can feel the arrangement of the virus or bacteria or whatever. And once I learn it, I can replicate that specific disease." She shot Conall a smirk. "Khileshi cockfire is a favorite."
Wraith laughed. Conall paled. Eidolon looked at her like she was responsible for every case of the excruciating, dick-shriveling venereal disease he'd ever treated. The guy was so freaking uptight he probably starched his freaking underwear.”
“Horror Hotel, as wraith called Shade's house. "Vampires, demons, and werewolves check in... and then they make out, and-”
“It's funny," she said, with a strange hitch in her voice, "but I never wanted to be tied to anyone. Never wanted to be owned or to belong to another person. But now I realize that belonging with someone is completely different. I belong with you, Con."
"And I with you."
He kissed her, sealing them together with a bond she didn't mind, and one that would never be broken.”
“Kiss me again without my permission, " she whispered against his lips, "and I'll geld you and sell your balls to a Ruthanian specialty meats shop. Understood?"
"You won't do that," he whispered back. "You'd miss them too much."
Sin snorted and made the blade disappear into her pocket as she stepped back.
"Men are always overestimating the worth of their genitals."
~Sin to Con”
“―What about you, Con? Shade asked, and Con took two deep, calming breaths before he answered.
―What about me?
―You aren‘t a danger to her, right?
―No, Con said levelly. ―I‘m not. But even he didn‘t believe his own words.
Wraith flipped a blade in the air, a very Sin-like move. ―Okay, what the fuck is all the subtext here? He blinked when everyone stared at him. ―What? Like I don‘t know what subtext is? I watch movies.
―That‘s because you can‘t read, Tayla said brightly, and the demon shot her the finger.”
“One of you brothers, I'm guessing?'
'Yep. The mean one. Oh, wait, they're all mean.' She grinned. 'You are so fucked.”
“You should smile more often.'
'Can't.' He grunted as he opened her shirt to expose her chest. 'My face might freeze like that.”
“Raynor slapped her so hard her teeth rattled and eyes stung, but she refused to react except to say saucily,
"You must have heard how I like foreplay."
"I hope you like it a lot, because with your mouth, you'll be getting it nonstop."
"Goody," she said dryly. "Because I so love a man who needs to prove his masculinity by beating on women. Do you hit children and kick cats, too?”
“Oh for the love of God put a butt plug in the male tough-guy crap.”
“Besides, there wasn’t a breed of succubi out there that didn’t steal something. Whether it was your seed, your soul, your life-force, or your heart, they sucked something out of you and rarely gave back.
Sin definitely did not strike him as the giving kind.”
“....she yelped. "What are you doing?"
"Kissing your beautiful ass."
~Sin/Con”
“Now, con said grimly, "I go to kill a werewolf and claim my woman."
~Con”
“Mine. You're mine, Sin. No one else will ever touch you, do you understand? You belong to me. You'll bond with me.
~Con”
“What are you talking about, Sin? You don't want anyone to own you... Or your heart?'
She laughed bitterly, and entered the Harrowgate. 'I don't have a heart for anyone to take.”
“I don't try Sin. I do. Remember that.”
“He leaped to his feet, grabbed her, and spun her to face him.
"No more bullshit, Sin. Feel what you've done."
He took her hand and pressed it to her chest, where her heart was pounding painfully fast. So was his.
"Let yourself feel something for someone else."
~Con”
“He didn't give a shit what Sin did, who she "mated" with, or what she did with her assassin business. But this Lycus fucker was blackmailing her, and that just pissed him off. The sudden image of her naked, beneath a well-muscled body did'nt bother him at all. At. All.”
“In fact, the males very rarely take permanent mates.'
His skin was so tan. 'Why not?'
'Because we tend to kill the females.'
Ah, well, okay. That wasn't cool.”
“I will never belong to anyone—I will die before I allow that to happen.”
“Instinct made him want to fold her into his arms and fix her hurt, but instead, he steeled himself to finish it.
"What? Why do you look so suprised? You are a sex demon. Did you think we could ride off into the sunset, set up a house and fuck up a bunch of kids? The only thing I've ever wanted from you is sex and blood. Fucking and feeding go together for me, and since I can't feed from you anymore...."
He gestured to the door.
"Get out, and don't ever come near me again."
~Con”
“You make me want to live, Rowan. Not survive; not exist. Live.”
“What made drugs perpetually so sexy was the opportunity to be other. Years after he'd figured out that pot only made him paranoid and sleepless, he still got hard-ons at the thought of smoking it. Still lusted for that jailbreak.”
“Never forget you are a miracle”
“...our enjoyment of the great works of literature depends more upon the depth of our sympathy than upon our understanding.”
“You looked at them and wondered why they were so ugly; you looked closely and could not find the source. Then you realized that it came from conviction, their conviction. It was as though some mysterious all-knowing master had given each one a cloak of ugliness to wear, and they had each accepted it without question.”
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