“Maxim was my hearth, my home, but Ryston was my fire. I needed them both. “I love you.” — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“Maxim was my hearth, my home, but Ryston was my fire. I needed them both. “I love you.” — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“Walking to the communications panel next to the door of our quarters, I waved my hand over it, pushed it, stared at it, trying… — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“I did not want to hold back. I did not want to be careful. I wanted to devour our mate. Feast on her. Push… — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“need you like this, soft and gentle. I need to feel your love around me soothing the fires that rage in my soul. To… — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“I could easily imagine him on a battlefield ripping his enemies in half with his bare hands. Throw a kilt and a broadsword across… — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“Unlike guys I’d been with in the past who hadn’t found my clit with a headlamp and a compass, he found it with laser… — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“She was fast. I had to give her that. She had my weapon from my holster and her fingers wrapped around it before I… — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“And it’s not all bad. You ended up here, the sweet cream filling between two hard Prillon Oreos.” Rachel nearly choked on her wine.” — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“Gods, what if our child was female? I needed to begin gathering weapons now…” — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“God, did my pussy have special powers? Super-Pussy! I needed a cape or something to go along with my new superhero name. I couldn’t… — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
“pussy was like a musical instrument, pluck and play it the right way and a woman made such beautiful sounds, like the soft whimper” — Grace Goodwin Copy Share Image
