“My Lord--Jericho--I feel the strangest things when I am with you. Inexplicable things.” “Then, you feel as I do.” His arm tightened around her possessively, and he kissed her neck harder, the thrill of his lips buckling her knees. “The next time they have me tied to these very chains, I shall think of you, here, like this. And I shall imagine all the ways I would have you. You will be my mercy.”
