Beguiled Quotes

“I don’t know. I just—never knew it could be like that, between two men.” “Neither did I.” There”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“There wasn’t a bit of innocence or purity in him. He was sinful and cynical. Unapologetic. He cared nothing for the world. He just ate its fruits and roamed its wilds and didn’t need anyone.”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“I don’t know what this thing between us is,” Murdo said, and he sounded genuinely bewildered. “But I can’t give it up. I can’t give you up.”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“If you’d really rather not fight your way through the crowds, I don’t mind going alone,” David said. Too late he realised how ungrateful that sounded. Worse, how hurtful. As though he didn’t even want Murdo’s company. Murdo stared at him in silence for a long, uncomfortable moment. When he finally spoke in a flat, calm voice, it was to say, “Of course I’ll come. You are my guest.” “Murdo, I’m sorr—” But”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“A man will fight for hate for a long time, but he will fight for love to the death.”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“The way he spoke of armies of lovers—male lovers—without blinking an eye.”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“A moment later, Murdo was crying out his pleasure, his seed exploding into David’s mouth like a wash of sea water. “Christ, David!” Murdo gasped. “What you do to me—” And”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“I’ve missed kissing you,” Murdo said. “I never thought I’d miss kissing above all other activities.” The”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“The thought of you being dead—I realised I couldn’t bear it. Bad enough not to have you. But for you not to be alive somewhere? That was—it was unthinkable.” David”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“These new feelings were galling at times—like when he realised that he didn’t want to share Murdo’s attention with anyone else, and that it perturbed him that Murdo’s head footman was so handsome…”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“I know you’re dying to send a servant up to my rooms to pack my things,” David said in a long-suffering tone. “So you may as well join us.” Murdo smiled. It was one of his rare smiles, and it made David’s heart kick like a mule in his chest. “You’re right, of course, Lauriston,” he said. “As usual, you’re absolutely right.”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“This is my box, and Mr. Lauriston is my guest,” he said. “He will sit beside me.” For a moment, David just stared at him, astonished by his blatant possessiveness. “Ah, so it’s like that, is it?” Sinclair said archly. David opened his mouth to demur, but before he could get a word out, Murdo replied, “Yes. It is.” He gave the captain a steady look, a distinct challenge in his gaze. Sinclair”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“This is my box, and Mr. Lauriston is my guest,” he said. “He will sit beside me.” For”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“Sinclair chuckled. “I did rather wonder,” he admitted. “And I don’t blame you for warning me off, Murdo. He’s awfully fetching, this one.” A hot flash of colour invaded David’s cheeks as he absorbed the captain’s words and his gaze snapped to Murdo, his heart beginning to race. Murdo held up a hand. “Don’t worry,” he said quietly. “Captain Sinclair shares our preferences. And he’s not as reckless as he appears—I’ve known him a long time. You can trust him.” You can trust him. That”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“You’re corrupting me,” David said, sitting up, then felt his cheeks scorch as he recalled just how much corrupting Murdo had done last night. Murdo”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“David woke to birdsong, the smell of morning chocolate…and an aching arse. Opening”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“Jesus!” Murdo’s smile unfurled, secret and delighted. Rare and beautiful. “There it is,” he said. And”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“Each kiss saying, you are here, in this world, with me. Murdo”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“Oil. It makes it easier.” Murdo crawled onto the mattress and straddled David’s thighs. His gaze was hot, his faint smile promising. “I’m going to rub it on you—and in you—and do other unspeakable things to you too.” He grinned, boyishly handsome, carelessly happy. “Things that will have you so ready for me you’ll be begging for my cock.” David”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“Murdo paused a moment to look at him, his gaze eating up the picture David presented, lingering on the hard, aching shaft that rose from the brush of fox-red hair between David’s legs. Murdo”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“Tell me,” Murdo said. “Will you come back here with me tonight, David? Will you come to my bed again?” And somehow, despite everything, David didn’t hesitate. He couldn’t have refused the man had his life depended on it. “Yes,” he said. “I will.” To hell with the consequences.”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“Most of all,” Murdo said in a husky voice, “I want you in my bed again.” David swallowed, and he knew that Murdo noticed his reaction.”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“Who would look at him and guess what he was? A sodomite. Or almost a sodomite. Certainly in thought, if not quite yet in deed. Not quite yet. He”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“I do not underestimate it—love is stronger. A man will fight for hate for a long time, but he will fight for love to the death. We are at our most noble when we love.” David”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“After a long time, Murdo’s voice emerged, quiet and careful. “Was it your first kiss?” “Yes. His too.” David”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“Murdo twisted, rolling David onto his back and under him, and they wrestled for a minute, muscles straining, bodies pressing and sliding, a brief tussle for dominance. Bested,”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“He lapped at it with the flat of his tongue, adoring, moving up the length of it before sucking it into his mouth. He felt Murdo’s reaction in the vibration of the other man’s throat around his own cock as Murdo groaned his pleasure, and just like that, David’s attention was diverted—he had to make a conscious effort to force himself to continue to attend to the other man, even though that was a pleasure too. The whole business was like that—a dizzying push-and-pull between giving and receiving, acting and reacting. David”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“Balfour—Murdo—dipped his head again, and the heat and silk of his mouth enveloped David’s cock again. Oh, the luscious pull of those lips. The sinuous twining of that tongue. And—yes, there—the sudden astonishing space as Murdo opened his throat and let David slide all the way back. “I’m not going to last—” David gasped. Murdo”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“I need—” Balfour muttered between kisses. “Need to see you.” They”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled

“It’s good to see you again,” Balfour said. “I was afraid…we wouldn’t get another chance.” David”
― Joanna Chambers, Beguiled