Bite me, love.

It feels like Scotland." "Have you ever been?" "Mmmm. Twice. Have you?" "No." "You should. It's your roots. You'll be surprised how much they tug at you when you breathe the air in the Highlands or look out at a lowland loch.

Tonight, Dunadhar Castle is ours.

She ran her hand over his cock and said, "This is the only thing I ever want to come between us."
His grin couldn't have stretched any further.

Her eyelids lowered, and her irises darkened a shade, flickering with unmistakable desire. “All I want is you.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, some random old guy grabs me on the arm and starts dragging me into a side corridor.
“You must come with me,” he says in an urgent voice.