" He stepped toward me again. “I told you before,” he growled. “I don’t share.” A surge of euphoria pulsed through me. He still thought of me as his. I remembered when he’d said those words to me the first time, how it had turned me on to no end. The rawness of it, the primitive way he claimed me as his own. "

― Laurelin Paige , The Fixed Trilogy (Fixed, #1-3)