Snaring Emberly Quotes
Snaring Emberly
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“Interesting choice of words, because I fuck like a demon.”
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“That’s it, little slut,” he says. “Ride me like you mean it. Take what you need.” “Yes, sir,” I moan.”
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“Our kiss is gentle, slow, and so filled with emotion that I could drown and never want to come up for air.”
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“like him. A lot. When I’m with him, I feel seen. He appreciates all aspects of my craziness and doesn’t try to make me feel small. And I find him more than attractive. Sex with him is always beyond satisfying, and he takes an interest in my art.”
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“Sometimes it feels like he’s my guardian angel, other times it feels like he’s my captor. Maybe my mind is so frazzled by suspicion and intrusive thoughts that I can’t tell the difference.”
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“I don’t know how to feel. Safe because Roman can crush my enemies or terrified because I’m in the presence of someone capable of such violence?”
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“His dark eyes shine with a sincerity that makes my heart ache. Roman means every single word. My chest tightens with the thought that no man apart from him has ever rushed to my defense.”
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“Every motherfucker living under my roof or working in my inner circle needs to know the consequences of betrayal. And for touching what’s mine.”
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“Experience says that people don’t switch from monster to man. Roman is either that monster in a mask or a man fighting to protect what’s precious.”
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“He’s made up for every dismal birthday and underwhelming Christmas in a ridiculously sexy package.”
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“She doesn’t have the right to slice open her palm. If anyone is going to make her bleed, it will be me.”
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“When your man stabs you in the back, don’t just walk away with your dignity. Strike back with a meat tenderizer to the balls.” — Emberly Kay.”
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“Do you know what I promised myself every night I spent on death row? If I ever managed to prove my innocence, I would only get involved with women who knew exactly what they wanted. So, Emberly, if you want me to make you scream tonight, you’re going to beg for it.”
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“Living without you is like trying to breathe without air. Every good thing I ever felt is because of you. You’re in my blood, in my bones, in my fucking soul. I can’t even function without you, Emberly.”
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“You’re everything I ever wanted, baby. Hell, you’re everything I didn’t know I needed. I’m here on my knees, ribs all busted, with tears pouring down my cheeks, begging you for something, anything. Even a crumb. I’ll crawl over broken glass just to get you back.”
Seconds pass, and my throat closes up until my breath becomes shallow. I wait several agonizing moments for her to speak.
“I also have an apology to make to you,” she murmurs.
My brows pull together. “What is it?”
She drops her gaze to her swollen belly. “It’s the baby. He’s yours.”
“A boy?” I whisper. Galliano hinted at the gender, but it didn’t register. I was too preoccupied with Emberly’s safety. The real message behind her words hits me in the gut.
“And he’s mine?”
“Yeah.” she says, her eyes shining with tears.
“You’re sure?”
She gives me another nod.
“Because it doesn’t matter if he’s Callahan’s son. I’ll love him all the same”
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Seconds pass, and my throat closes up until my breath becomes shallow. I wait several agonizing moments for her to speak.
“I also have an apology to make to you,” she murmurs.
My brows pull together. “What is it?”
She drops her gaze to her swollen belly. “It’s the baby. He’s yours.”
“A boy?” I whisper. Galliano hinted at the gender, but it didn’t register. I was too preoccupied with Emberly’s safety. The real message behind her words hits me in the gut.
“And he’s mine?”
“Yeah.” she says, her eyes shining with tears.
“You’re sure?”
She gives me another nod.
“Because it doesn’t matter if he’s Callahan’s son. I’ll love him all the same”
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“When I told Emberly I loved her, it was a lie. Love can’t describe the depth of my longing, the ache of my obsession. If I had to choose between Emberly or breathing, I would rip out my lungs and burn them for her as an offering.”
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“Roman lowers his head, his lips hovering so close to mine that I smell the wine on his breath. “There’s nothing in this world I want more than you,” he says, his voice low. “I would lie for you, steal for you, kill for you. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you at my side.”
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“Come here,” I say.
She steps back. “I’m covered in paint.”
“Do you think I give a damn about that?” I pull her into a hug and kiss the top of her head. “It will always be you, baby. No matter how many women come to my gates thinking I owe them attention, the only one I will ever love is you.”
She giggles. “Stop it.”
“No bullshit,” I say. “You’re the one for me. My one and only.”
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She steps back. “I’m covered in paint.”
“Do you think I give a damn about that?” I pull her into a hug and kiss the top of her head. “It will always be you, baby. No matter how many women come to my gates thinking I owe them attention, the only one I will ever love is you.”
She giggles. “Stop it.”
“No bullshit,” I say. “You’re the one for me. My one and only.”
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“Monica Bellucci, Sofia Loren, Gina Lollobrigida, and Ornella Muti could walk in here naked and at the peak of their beauty, and I would still only have eyes for Emberly.”
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“Will there at least be snacks?” “As much as you can handle, baby.” He slides in beside me and squeezes my thigh. “Somehow, I don’t think you’re talking about food.” He answers with a long, deep kiss. “You can snack on these nuts.” I draw back, ready to make a joke when he reaches into a drawer and extracts a jar containing almonds, hazelnuts, and pistachios. “Oh.” I place a hand on my chest. “Actual snacks.”
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“Mine,” I growl into her neck.
“Yours,” she replies.
When she finally collapses, I gather her into my arms and press my lips to her temple. “Good girl,” I murmur. “You did so well.”
“Hmm,” she moans against my neck.
“You’re more addictive than any drug, and I would gladly overdose.”
She laughs, the sound throaty and rich. “Why do you always know just what to say?”
“No bullshit, baby. You’re in my veins—the ultimate rush. I’ve never come so hard, but I’m still craving more.”
“You’re a poet now?”
“That’s because you inspired me from the moment we met,” I say, meaning every word.”
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“Yours,” she replies.
When she finally collapses, I gather her into my arms and press my lips to her temple. “Good girl,” I murmur. “You did so well.”
“Hmm,” she moans against my neck.
“You’re more addictive than any drug, and I would gladly overdose.”
She laughs, the sound throaty and rich. “Why do you always know just what to say?”
“No bullshit, baby. You’re in my veins—the ultimate rush. I’ve never come so hard, but I’m still craving more.”
“You’re a poet now?”
“That’s because you inspired me from the moment we met,” I say, meaning every word.”
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“Emberly can stay with me for a lifetime. I no longer want to cut it short. It’s ludicrous that I ever wanted her dead. Instead, I plan on doing everything in my power to make sure she never leaves.”
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“Emberly’s lips taste of promise and mint, drawing me into her allure. I pull her closer, my hands gripping onto her waist as I lose myself in an intensity that might consume my resolve. For this blissful moment, she becomes my possession, my entire world. I want to protect her from every bastard who means her harm, even if that bastard is me.”
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“Anyone who so much as looks at her funny will lose their eyes. Anyone who smirks in her direction will lose their teeth. Anyone who touches her loses their hands. You understand?”
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“Roman—”
“Say that again,” I groan. “My cock loves the sound of my name on your lips. Correction. It loves being encircled by your lips.”
“No.” She gulps. “And if you don’t stop stroking yourself, I’ll turn this portrait into a giant cock.”
I raise a brow. “Get on your knees, and I’ll show you its best side.”
“You’re so full of shit.”
My fist makes a slow, sensual slide up my shaft. “I’m full of something, but it isn’t shit.”
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“Say that again,” I groan. “My cock loves the sound of my name on your lips. Correction. It loves being encircled by your lips.”
“No.” She gulps. “And if you don’t stop stroking yourself, I’ll turn this portrait into a giant cock.”
I raise a brow. “Get on your knees, and I’ll show you its best side.”
“You’re so full of shit.”
My fist makes a slow, sensual slide up my shaft. “I’m full of something, but it isn’t shit.”
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“Are you trying to distract me from continuing the portrait?” she asks.
I frown. “I thought you said you were an expert at painting naked men.”
She purses her lips. “There’s more to life drawing than huge erections.”
“So, you think I’m huge?”
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I frown. “I thought you said you were an expert at painting naked men.”
She purses her lips. “There’s more to life drawing than huge erections.”
“So, you think I’m huge?”
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“Even spooning her and inhaling her sweet cinnamon scent feels like getting decades of birthday and Christmas gifts I never knew I needed.”
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“Oh, God,” I cry.
“Guess again, sweetheart,” he says. “Get my name wrong and I won’t let you come.”
“Roman,” I rasp.
His large palm hits my ass with a sting that travels straight to my clit. I scream, my pussy tightening around his thick shaft.
“What did I tell you to call me?”
“Sir.” I gasp.”
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“Guess again, sweetheart,” he says. “Get my name wrong and I won’t let you come.”
“Roman,” I rasp.
His large palm hits my ass with a sting that travels straight to my clit. I scream, my pussy tightening around his thick shaft.
“What did I tell you to call me?”
“Sir.” I gasp.”
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“I’m going to fuck you hard, make you scream, and you’re going to love it.”
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“Even though I don’t plan on letting her live a second after I’ve gotten what I want, she’s mine, and I won’t share.”
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