“He spent the next hours watching her sleep, taking in every detail of her face, of her body. The way the soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows on her cheeks. The way her chest rose and fell with… — Dominique Wilson Copy Share Image
“She gently bit his bottom lip, his ear. Worked her way down his body until she reached the inside of his thigh, then bit hard, breaking the skin, drawing blood. "My mark," she said, looking up at him. "Now you'll… — Dominique Wilson Copy Share Image
“He spent the next hours watching her sleep, taking in every detail of her face, of her body. The way the soft glow of… — Dominique Wilson Copy Share Image
“She gently bit his bottom lip, his ear. Worked her way down his body until she reached the inside of his thigh, then bit… — Dominique Wilson Copy Share Image
“So why had he come? He'd said he'd had no choice, but for centuries men had chopped off their own limbs, faked insanity, gone… — Dominique Wilson Copy Share Image
“He didn't know what he was anymore – not truly Chinese, for he had spent too long in the West, adopted too many Western… — Dominique Wilson Copy Share Image
