“He guided her hands lower, over her own soft belly, her hips, the tops of her thighs. The oils they spread there left a sheen upon her flesh. A sheen that glistened as firelight and shadows caroused about the space.… — Arla Dahl Copy Share Image
“A witch so bold would not flinch, no matter how harsh her punishment might be, though his wish was for her to feel every… — Arla Dahl Copy Share Image
“Her face burned with shame. Even wedded and sharing a bed, no man would touch a woman as he had touched her.” — Arla Dahl Copy Share Image
“He guided her hands lower, over her own soft belly, her hips, the tops of her thighs. The oils they spread there left a… — Arla Dahl Copy Share Image
