" Her nails dug into his shoulders as she kissed her way up his neck, tasting the salt of his skin. “You make me weak.”


He turned and caught her lips, his tongue invading her mouth. She writhed against him, working into his thrusts. He growled against her, gasping. “You’re the strongest woman I’ve ever known. "

― Lisa Kessler , Legend of Love (Muse Chronicles, #2)