“Every inch of you belongs to me,” Afron whispered. “From your ears” -- he nibbled delicately at one -- “to your lips” -- another nibble -- “to your chest” -- a swipe of his tongue met Makara’s flesh -- “to… — D.C. Juris Copy Share Image
“Why me?" I fought to bring my breathing back to normal. "You treat me like a person." "You are a person," I whispered. "Can… — D.C. Juris Copy Share Image
“Everyone does it. It doesn't mean you're a bad man. It just means you're not as good of one as you should be.” — D.C. Juris Copy Share Image
“Every inch of you belongs to me,” Afron whispered. “From your ears” -- he nibbled delicately at one -- “to your lips” -- another… — D.C. Juris Copy Share Image
