Boomslang Quotes

“As long as you are here, I will always be where you are.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Maybe I'm walking into a trap. I'm waiting for him to show me his grays when all I can see is green.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Don’t claim me,” I warn, frozen, too afraid to move. “Don’t you dare.” He cups my nape and leans back, taking his heat and his overwhelming presence with him. “I dared.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“I will always give you what you need, female. I only fear…” he whispers. “I cannot give you what you want as well. In that, we are the same. Regardless, this changes nothing with how I feel about you. There is nothing I want more.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“A vibrating rumble forms in his chest. “I claim you, Laura.” Every night, he does this. He tilts my head to the other side and kisses and licks me there as well. I close my eyes and smile. “I claim you, female.” “Say it again,” I whisper. “I claim you.” I cup his cheeks. “Again.” “I claim you.” “Again.” Tomorrow will be a new day, a new adventure, but tonight is all ours, and unlike the moon, there’s nothing between us. “I claim you.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Azsote, to my amusement, stockpiles several weapons for himself, eager to learn how to use each one. It is strange to see him sling a gun strap over his shoulder. He doesn’t look like the type to use firearms, especially since he doesn’t wear clothes. His curiosity about the technology amuses me and the others, and Lukys ends up taking a gun as well when Gemma gives them a demonstration on firearm safety.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“It will only ever be me. Everything she has will always be mine.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Panting, I watch her writhe, assured she knows it is me who is giving such pleasure. It is me who is inside her; it is my knot her body strangles. It is me who she has allowed to love her.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“I do not stop until her arousal coats my lips, cheeks, and chin. When she starts to scream, I plunge my tailtip into her mouth, down her throat, and silence her.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Why?” I rasp. “Why musssst you mate me with your mouth? It is not fair.” She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. “I like it, and I wasn’t done.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“I don’t deserve you, Azsote.” “You are wrong. You deserve far more.” I hold him tighter, and he grips me in turn. “You deserve your peace.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Azsote glances at me. “We are near.” Gorse shuffles. “How can you tell?” “I can hear them, ssssmell them. They stink. Like you.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“For a moment he just watches me, his stunning visage shimmering and vibrant under the sun. His hair is a wild mess around his face, flowing down his back. Then he smiles, an awkward grin with his fangs on display. He smiles often. I love that about him.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“You taste good.” I pant out a chilly breath and lick my lips. “So good.” It’s not fair. “Do you want to eat me?” I frown and laugh. “No. You also make my mouth prickle and sting. It’s different, thrilling, but not unpleasant.” “Hmmm. You are squirmy and soft.” His hands run down my spine. “Not unpleasant either.” “I’m glad…” I smile at our odd conversation, enjoying its strangeness. “That we agree.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“You taste good.” I pant out a chilly breath and lick my lips. “So good.” It’s not fair. “Do you want to eat me?” I frown and laugh. “No.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“I do not fear death or pain. It is a part of my world. But I will not let anything take you away from me. If anyone comes for you, they will have to get through me first.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“She’s changed much since those first days, less afraid, more sure of herself and me. I could watch her all day long and never get bored.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“You belong to me.” I empty inside her. “I have claimed you in every way now, female.” Every way and more.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“and she opens her eyes and watches me. Hooded and tired, with lips shallowly pursed, she is perfection.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Countless seasons I had nothing but my thoughts, and now I have this—I have her. I have a fiery, beautiful female who wants me.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Licking down her chest, I coil my tongue around her left nipple, her right, and then go back and forth to suckle each into my mouth. I won’t pick favorites.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“We have a bargain,” I whisper. She moans again and cracks her eyes open. “Your endurance is disarming,” she mumbles. I lean over her. “Then lie there and let me do what I want.” She yawns. “Be nice.” “Of course.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“She is a fierce thing, fiercer than I imagined, stronger too. I thought human females were weak for being small, armorless, and tailless. I was wrong. With one clutch of her warm sheath, she conquered me. And she continued to do it again and again like she was trying to prove a point. From now on, I will let her prove any point she wishes.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“I thought human females were weak for being small, armorless, and tailless. I was wrong. With one clutch of her warm sheath, she conquered me. And she continued to do it again and again like she was trying to prove a point.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Look at me,” his voice is low with demand.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Long like a stem or a sword, I want to be his cock’s next victim. With a hush, he poses like a serpent god and aims it at my opening.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“He considers for a moment, and it makes me want to scream. If he denies me again… I’ll tie him up and take what I want. I’ll never forgive him. It’s not fair for him to turn the tables on me.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“Licking his way down my body, he stops at my breasts. “Yours are the biggest I have ever seen.” The burn in my body floods my cheeks. “Your cock is the biggest I have ever seen.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“You taste good,” he says when he pulls away. “You taste like me.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang

“He hisses into my mouth, and the sound goes down my throat. His tailtip rings my ankles.”
― Naomi Lucas, Boomslang