Strange feeling Quote by C.S. Pacat

“It was with a shock that he felt the touch of Laurent's fingers against the back of his wrist. [...] Laurent was shifting the…

— S.U. Pacat

“When Laurent turned to face him, his eyes were dark. His lips were parted uncertainly. He had lifted his hand to his own shoulder,…

— S.U. Pacat

“You’re still wearing it.’ He couldn’t help but say it. Laurent’s wrist was heavy with gold, like the colour of his hair in the…

— C.S. Pacat

“He had known it would not be some stupid fantasy of showing Laurent his country; of Laurent leaning against the marble balcony at Ios,…

— C.S. Pacat

“He found himself looking down at Laurent, his eyes passing slowly over the delicate skin, the lamp-darkened blue eyes, the elegant curve of cheekbone,…

— S.U. Pacat

“Then Laurent turned and saw him, and the pressure in his chest grew like pain as Laurent greeted him, half stripped and bright-eyed.”

— S.U. Pacat

“Laurent flushed. The colour hit his cheeks hard, and a muscle tightened in his jaw as whatever he felt was forcibly repressed. It was…

— S.U. Pacat

“Deliberately, he stepped forward, and clasped Laurent’s right shoulder. Nothing, for a moment. Damen tightened his grip, and ground in with his thumb. Harder.…

— C.S. Pacat

“It was the earring. Laurent was always so austere. The earring reframed him. It gave the appearance of a sensual side, sophisticated and subtle.”

— C.S. Pacat

“He wanted to be inside. He wanted to feel Laurent’s surrender shudder and give way, become total. He wanted no denying that Laurent had…

— C.S. Pacat

“Laurent, he realised, had guarded his solitude for him. And his people, fearing the fierce, strange foreign prince, had done as Laurent ordered, and…

— C.S. Pacat

“His hands slid impotently down Laurent’s tight-laced clothing. Beneath him, Laurent’s kisses were all open-mouthed. Desire flamed, painful and bright. It”

— C.S. Pacat