A Worthy Opponent Quotes

“I don't believe in knights on white horses. Maybe I did once, but the only people out there searching for damsels in distress are more dangerous than anything said damsel leaves behind.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“All the stories end with the villain vanquished and the happy couple riding off into the sunset. That’s what happily ever after is. They never have to work on their relationship, never have to get their hands dirty when facing the challenges living a full life creates. They’re caught in stasis, without conflict, without problems, without life. That’s no way to live.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“I have to bite down the impulse to tell Hook to put me down, that I’m too heavy. He’s obviously got things well in hand, and it’s just my fool brain being an asshole.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“I fit. It’s annoying that I fit.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“In the dark of the night, sometimes I lie awake and fear creeps in. Fear that I’ll never be free of Peter. Fear that the abuse he dealt during those four years will continue to poison anything good for the rest of my life. He took those years from me. I desperately don’t want him to take my future too. I close my eyes and take long, slow breaths, one after another, until the frantic circling of my thoughts eases, just a little. The fear isn’t gone. It’s never really gone. I’ve just learned to live with it.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“Pirate,” I gasp. He’s moving before the word is completely out of my mouth. I can’t see what he’s doing but then the bindings are gone, and I suck in a breath as if I’m drowning. Hook yanks the ropes away from my skin, and I can barely process that he cut them before he’s wrapping his arms around me and holding me close. “Take a slow breath, Tink. Deep inhale, deep exhale.” Hook wraps me in his arms, and even though every part of me wants to run, to put as much distance as possible between us, I can’t do anything but sit there and shake. And cry, goddamn it, because I never stopped once the first tear fell. “You’re safe.” He somehow gets the comforter up around us, creating a cocoon of warmth. “Not that. Never that.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“How often did you watch me scene in the Underworld?” He resumes circling my clit with his tongue slowly. Not quite teasing but also not getting me where I need to be. More like he wants to memorize the exact shape of me, to file away every involuntary shake and shudder and moan. Like this means as much to him as it’s starting to mean to me. “Every time.” The truth bursts from me before I have a chance to call it back. “I didn’t want to but … Every single time.” “Mmm.” Another of those slow licks. “You have a favorite?” My favorites are all more recent, all involving me. “You and Alaric,” I gasp. Alaric is one of the few switches on staff at the Underworld. “I love watching you top him.” His dark chuckle curls my toes. “Dirty girl. It’s a shame he’s traveling for the near future. I suppose you’ll have to do with Gaeton as a substitute.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“I do what pleases me, beautiful girl. Right now, it’s seeing you all wrapped up in my ropes, and your pussy wet with desire for me. You’re better than a birthday present.” Before I can blurt out a response to that, he grips me under my thighs and tips me back. I’m still squawking at the sudden shift in balance, at being utterly at his mercy, when his mouth descends on my pussy.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“I’m going to bend you over my bed and fuck you until you can’t do anything but come.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“The ropes…” Fuck, why is this so hard? “Most other scenes, I say my safe word, it’s over immediately, you know? The action stops, the curtain comes down, then it’s just negotiating the little bit of fallout. This kind of thing … It can’t stop that quickly. Saying yes to this feels like saying yes to more.” “Trust.” He speaks the word like it’s fine wine on his tongue. Like it’s me on his tongue. “It requires trust that I won’t take us too far.” “Yes.” He still hasn’t moved. “If you’re not ready for that …”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“Fuck that. I break the kiss long enough to lean back and yank my shirt off, and then I take her hands and press them to my bare chest. “Touch me.” “I’m going to do more than touch you.” She pushes me back a step, and I let her. Then Tink slides off the counter and sinks gracefully to her knees.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“Whatever you just thought—say it.” Finally, she says, “If you were that affected by me then …” A line appears between her brows, but she’s not glaring at me, exactly. It almost seems like she’s pissed at herself. “I don’t look like that anymore.” Now it’s my turn to blink. “What are you talking about?” “I’m fat.” She motions at her body as if I haven’t spent far too many hours fantasizing about exploring every inch of her.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“My stomach gives a weightless little flip that isn’t entirely pleasant. Humiliation isn’t my kink, but I have a feeling meeting Hook’s terms will be anything but humiliating. And the reward for the little sting to my pride? Worth it. More than worth it. It’s official. Tonight I’m fucking Hook.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“This is different. She is different. When I’m with her, I want to strip her down, clasp a collar around her throat, brand her ass—do whatever it takes to ensure she’ll never leave me. I take a slow breath and remove my hand. I haven’t hurt her, but overwhelming her with my larger body is inexcusable.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“For the first time, it’s not what Peter might do to my body that I’m afraid of. It’s what Hook could do to my heart.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“This pussy is mine, Tink. Mine. I will take care of it—take care of you—for as long as that’s true.” I fuck her ruthlessly with my fingers, and her eyes flutter as she fights the pleasure. “If that means I pass you around until you’re covered in other men’s orgasms like the little cum slut you are, then I will make that happen. If it means fucking you morning, noon, and night until you can’t see straight, I will do it happily. If it means strapping you to a sex saddle until you come so many times, you pass out, I’ll enjoy the fuck out of it.” “Oh shit.” She loses her battle with desire and grabs my biceps, holding on as she comes again. I force myself to still, to not keep going until I’ve worked out my frustration on her pussy. It takes a few seconds longer than it should, but I finally release a pent up breath and ease out of her. “I will take care of you, beautiful girl. But you will follow my orders. Do you understand?” “Yes, Sir,” she whispers. “Good girl.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“Think about how hard your cock is? About how good it’ll feel to be filled by you? About you fucking me until … What was it you said? Until I see the face of god?” “Tink.” I sink enough warning in my tone for her hand to stop its descent. “You touch your pussy without permission and I’m going to put you over my knee and paddle your ass.” She freezes. “You’re shitting me. You don’t get to decide when and how I touch my own goddamn pussy.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“Jameson.” There she is. I move up her body and shift so I can cup her pussy. It’s not meant to drive her back up again. It’s a claiming, pure and simple. “Every time you fight me, I’m going to make you come so hard, you can’t see straight.” She blinks those big eyes at me. I’m gratified when it takes her two tries to speak. “That’s a really shitty punishment.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“She doesn’t need to be told twice. She digs her fingers into my hair and lifts her hips to my mouth. My second taste is even better than the first. I let myself sink into exploring her, my entire being focused on what touches draw that breathy little gasp from her lips. And then I keep doing it until she’s shaking and trying to wrap her thighs around my head. I keep her spread open and pinned in place, loving the way she pushes against me as she tries to ride my mouth. When she comes, it’s with a soft cry that’s so vulnerable, I want to gather her up and shield her from the harshness of the world. A foolish desire, even if it wasn’t concerning this woman. No one is safe from the world, especially if they’re in my bed. Tink”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“Close your eyes.” I wait for her to obey to continue. “Now. Stop thinking so hard and tell me what you favorite part was.” “Your hand on the back of my neck.” Her voice comes out soft and slow. “Knowing that you directed everything they did to me. The fact you kept me tethered even in the midst of it all.” Her eyes fly open. “I mean the three cocks. The three cocks were my favorite.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“I don’t give a fuck. Tonight she’ll be in my bed. Tonight, and every other night, stretching out into the future. At least until this ends.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“I don’t know. Gaeton is pretty stacked. Malone has more cocks than anyone else I know. And there’s Beast’s pretty jewelry. A girl likes options.” His smile doesn’t so much as flicker. “And yet you called my name when you lost control.” Jameson.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“I didn’t do anything except take it.” He shoots me a look. “You know that’s not true.” Yeah, I suppose I do. I try for a laugh, but it comes out a little hoarse. “You know, if you’re trying to convince me that I need your cock, having me filled with three other people probably isn’t the way to go.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“I can’t move, can’t think, can’t do more than take what they give. Take and take and take. The pleasure is so acute, it edges on pain. And through it all, even though I’m half sure it’s my imagination, I can hear Gaeton sucking Hook’s cock. The low sound in the back of his throat when Hook shoves deep. Hook’s harsh exhale when Gaeton does something with his tongue. All of it. And then Hook’s voice, reaching across the darkness to show me the way home. “Let go, Tink. I’ve got you.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“Hook stops playing with my clit. His hands seem to be everywhere. Stroking down my spine and back up again. Over my arms. Cupping my breasts briefly before repeating the cycle. Soothing me. “Relax, beautiful girl. You can take it. Don’t fight it. Just breathe.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“Greedy girl.” He brushes a kiss across my lips. “Do you trust me?” No. Not even nearly out of my mind in the middle of a scene. “With my body.” The barest hesitation. “That will have to do.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“Gaeton is going to lick your pretty pussy, but you will not come until I allow it.” “Orgasm deprivation. Real original.” I try to smirk, but I can’t quite manage it. It takes everything I have to keep up the attitude, but I don’t have another choice. We’ve barely begun to play, and I’m already teetering on the brink of something unforgivable. “Let’s see if you keep that smart mouth through what I have planned, beautiful girl.” I open said smart mouth to reply, but Gaeton chooses that moment to grab my thighs and drag me bodily to his mouth, lifting me a bit so my toes barely touch the ground. I’m not small, but he’s built like a brick house and his arms don’t even shake as he drags his tongue over my pussy.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“I’m talking about your body. Do you trust me with your body?” “I …” She shivers. “Yes. Fine. I trust you that far.” “Good.” With my free hand, I reach behind me and grab the blindfold off the mantle. I lean forward, bringing my chest against her back, and show her the silky padded fabric. “Then we can begin.” “Oh, you asshole,” she breathes.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“No, beautiful girl. Don’t get that look on your face.” He releases my chin and presses his finger to the spot between my eyebrows, smoothing out my frown. “Stay with me.” I shouldn’t let him soothe me, no matter how good he is at it. But I am so goddamn tired. The events of the last few days cascade over me, and all I want is to forget for a little while. I press my lips together, clinging to my last bit of defiance. “I’m not crawling to you tonight.” Too late, I realize I all but admitted that I will crawl to him, will beg for his cock. “I know.” His smile is nowhere near his usual shit-eating grin, but somehow it’s more genuine. “I have something else in mind for you.”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent

“Beautiful girl, you know better. There are thousands upon thousands of things I can do to you without ever penetrating that pretty pussy.” I don’t want to tell him. But changing the safe word I’ve used for five years because I don’t want to admit it is as cowardly as he accused me of being. I grit my teeth. “Pirate.” Hook’s grin is downright blinding. “Pirate,” he repeats slowly. “I see.” “No, you don’t.” “Mmm.” He releases me from his gaze and narrows his attention on my pussy again. “Are you ready to be on your knees?”
― Katee Robert, A Worthy Opponent