Kaelie

“Holy crap. He’s twenty-nine. I’ve had more sex than him. Two hundred percent more. The alpha is a virgin. Kind of. My mind is boggled.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“No.” I bend to whisper in her ear. “What I really want to do is take you back to my den and eat your pussy until you come, squeezing my head with those sweet thighs. And then I want to hear you wail my name while I tap that delicious, plump ass.” Yeah. Her eyes blow wide when she’s astonished. I keep going. “You’re gonna come on my cock so hard, you’re gonna forget everything but that you belong to me, and I was put on this earth to pleasure you and put pups in that little round belly.” I rest my palm over her womb. “That’s what I think a mate is for.” I bump noses with her and then I step back. “But I didn’t figure you’d be down for that quite yet.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“There’s only so much oxygen on an airplane. I don’t want his ego to suffocate the rest of us.  You know, safety and all that shit.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“You don’t have to love your body every single day. That’s unrealistic to expect, but I’ll be here loving it for the days you can’t.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High