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“Aquel tipo le había puesto las manos encima al príncipe, y Damen iba a matarlo.❤️‍🔥
Cuando volvió en sí, había más de un hombre agarrándolo. Aún tenía las manos atadas a la espalda, pero a su alrededor solo había caos y una perturbación física, y dos hombres muertos.”

“La venda parecía más una exigencia para someterse que una precaución, ya que le dio la impresión de que, a alguien con entrenamiento militar como él, no le hubiese costado mucho volver sobre sus pasos. Era muy probable que a Laurent tampoco le costase demasiado gracias a su mente matemática.”

Me encanta que en este libro Damen ya conoce a Laurent y viceversa. Siento que ambos se admiran mutuamente✨

“Se quedó impresionado por la imagen, ya que tener los ojos cubiertos resaltaba algunas de las facciones del principe: la mandíbula perfecta, el pelo claro que le caía alrededor de la cara. Le resultó imposible no mirarle la boca.”

Cuando mencionan a Laurent me imagino un poco a Troye

Azar growls again, his thoughts growing possessive and steadily more focused on me.
"It's been a while since you've eaten some good pussy, huh?" I whisper, rubbing against his hand. "You hungry, love? You want a taste?"🫣❤️‍🔥

The idea of staying here in this world without her at my side feels like burning agony in my chest...but I can't leave.
Someone has to take care of her. Someone has to ensure that she's safe and fed and she's not working herself too hard. It is my duty to look after her because she owns my heart and soul.
Because I have fallen in love with her, I will remain here always. This is now my world, because she is in it.

"What kind of monster are you?" she whispers.
She knows. "Your monster," I say in a ragged voice. "Yours. Please, Melina, let me explain—"

"I am not a good man," I rasp, feeling as if I must get all of this emotion out of my chest before I burst with it. "I am not even a man, like you said. I do not know how to think like a human, but I know that I love you, and I want nothing more than to make you happy. If I must think of people differently, then I must.
If I must stop and think before doing, then I will stop and think. Just...do not give up on me."

"I love you," I tell her, searching her face. "I love you, Melina. I am not supposed to, but I feel like my world is ending if you are mad at me. I am not supposed to love a human...or anyone. But without you, this world is a blighted place. You are the light. You are the reason I want to wake up each morning and keep on going in this world."

"I can tolerate everyone else in this world hating me...just not you. If I don't have you, Melina, I am going to lose my mind." Melina's foot is in my grasp, my hand on her soft skin, and she says she does not hate me. It does not feel wrong to simper at her feet. She is mine, after all. If I cannot be vulnerable with her, I will be utterly alone.

This world is unfair. I cannot be given Melina only to lose her. "Don't make me leave your side."

Melina is everything I never knew I needed.
She makes me want things I should not want.
She makes me yearn for her smile, for her sweet scent, for the sound of her laughter. For the look of approval in her eyes. No other female could compare to her-Salorian, drakoni, or human.
I would rather be alone forever.

This is love. I am positive of it. In Bridge to Terabithia, the human boy was filled with aching sorrow at the loss of his beloved friend.
I think about Melina, and I ache. I ache and I hurt inside my spirit, because I want her to obsess over me as much as I obsess over her.
What will I do if she leaves me? What will I do if she never wants to look at me again?

My mate. Melina is mine. There is no greater pleasure than touching her. I love breathing in her scent as she sleeps next to me. I love listening to her clever mind as she works through a problem. I love our moments when we read together. She is the first thing I look for when I awaken and the last thing I see when I sleep.
This world might not be mine, but it has brought me joy because of her.

“Why would you be afraid? I adore everything about you.” His mouth trails across my shoulder blade and I stop fighting, because I love the feel of his lips on my skin. “Let me worship my mate's body. Let me claim you as mine. Let me show you how much I need you. Let me show you how much pleasure I can give you.”

I will lick you all over, tasting you. I will learn your body with my tongue, and I will discover what touches make you cry out, what touches make you sigh, and what touches make your cunt wet and hungry.

My wings are your wings. I will go nowhere without you. My strength is yours. My claws are yours. And... my cock is most certainly yours.

“Then never doubt how I feel. Ever since I scented you, I have wanted you. My spirit knew you were perfect for me. I will never look at another.” I claim her soft mouth with a thrust of my tongue.
“You are everything.”

"It's okay to love your darkness and still love yourself. It doesn't make you a bad person. It makes you a whole one."

"Harder. Rougher. I can do that." I nod, then reach into my Archives and yank a strand of Tairn's power loose.
"I'm sure you can, considering who you're sleeping with," Ridoc teases.

I love sleeping next to Xaden at night and waking up to the feel of his mouth on my skin in the morning. I love how uncomplicated we are here.

"My control when it comes to you is an illusion.
You are the temple where I worship. I live for the clench of your thighs, your breathy little cries, the feel of you coming around my cock, and above all else, the sound of my favorite three words from this mouth."

He kisses up the side of my throat, then down my jawline until his lips hover over mine. "I need you to give me the one thing you love breaking."
I force my brain to work through the haze of lust he's creating. "Control."
"Control." He nods.
"Done." I suck on his lower lip and then graze my teeth across it as I let go. "You have it already anyway." I'm as malleable as putty the second he puts his hands on me.

“I could no more hurt him than he could hurt me. He is...everything to me."❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

"Just because I like to crack jokes doesn't mean I'm not serious about reading the same shit you do."

Ridoc mi hombre❤️

"So what do you want to do?" Xaden asks, the ocean breeze ruffling his hair as he looks over at me.
Gods, he really is beautiful, and not just on the outside. Everything about him-his loyalty, his intelligence, the softer edges no one else but me gets to see...even his casual ruthlessness holds me in thrall.

"My human," Tairn warns, swinging his tail.

"You cannot contemplate the things I have sacrificed for Tyrrendor. I lost my father, my freedom, my very-" He cuts himself off and I glance at the floor, half expecting to see shadows swirling at his feet. "Violet is the only choice I've made for myself. I won't sacrifice her for three years. Not for a single day.

"You may question our knowledge, test our honor or dedication as riders and fliers. Serve up rid-dles, fake scenarios, chess games for all I care. But if you think I'm going to leave the only woman I've ever loved to contract marriage with a woman I do not get along with, then the lack of wisdom is yours, not mine."