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Locke (The Iron Fang #4) Locke by Vera Foxx
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“A male that showed her protection and care, not just give her the severed hands of her enemies. Wait, no, I’d still do that.”
Vera Foxx, Locke
“Oh, I’m counting on it. You have no idea how much monster smut I have read in my lifetime. And, with a monster dick being pierced and all? I think I’m ready for it.”
Vera Foxx, Locke
“Never cover yourself. This body is a fucking temple, and I am here to repent of my sins.” Her body stiffened. “I am no saint, Locke.” I laughed. “Didn’t say you were. None of us are. I said you were a church and, didn’t you know, all churches are supposed to be full of sinners?” Her lips parted and I brushed my damp ones against them. “So, let me fill you up, Princess.”
Vera Foxx, Locke
“Fuck, what if she didn’t like my face? Not that it mattered. She was mine, and she didn’t have a choice. If she didn’t like it, I’ll just make her sit on it.”
Vera Foxx, Locke
“Now, she wants to trap or kill me which is a fucking turn-on. I wonder if she would try to harm me. Strangle me? Tie me up? Would she do it if I tried to seduce her? Would she take the bait, bring me back to her RV and somehow tie me to the bed? Or better yet, would she use my body then fucking stab me when it was all over, like some black widow shit? Oh, the possibilities.”
Vera Foxx, Locke
“I’m a sucker for pain, and I bet she’d like a good hand necklace from time to time.”
Vera Foxx, Locke
“I wanted to do nothing but beg the Goddess to hold her breasts up for the rest of my days. Does her back fucking hurt with those? I feel it is my duty to help this blessed human.”
Vera Foxx, Locke
“Sorry I didn’t ask before, but you were sleeping. But how do you like your eggs?” I let the fried eggs slide off the pan and onto a plate. “Fertilized,” she purred.”
Vera Foxx, Locke
“Hey, Princess, I couldn’t help but stare at those gorgeous lips all night. Now, what can those beautiful lips do?” My mouth grazed her earlobe. Her breath hitched but without missing a beat, she replied, “Hurt your feelings, probably.”
Vera Foxx, Locke