" He watched him turn, his throat racked by forces pulling him in different directions. Part of him wanted to grab him by the neck, force him to his knees, and caress the skin off him while covering his face with frenzied kisses. But, God, part of him wanted to bite him. To fill his lips with the boy’s moans and tears before extracting more from him, until the boy was so disgusted that he’d never want to touch Charles again.
Because that was what terrified Charles more than anything else: Dorian’s touch. And what his hands might uncover deep in his soul. "

― Valentina C. Brin , Rise of a Nobleman (Possession, #1)