Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11) QUOTES

101 " In the silence that followed, Blay knew he had something he was supposed to say. Yeah...it was right on his tongue. It was...
Shit. With Qhuinn looking at him like that, he couldn't remember his own name. Blaysox? Blacklock? Blabberfox? Who the fuck knew... "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

102 " Qhuinn took a step forward, with the intention of stepping in, in the event the Brother locked hands on the SOB’s skinny neck: Someone should probably catch the head before it bounced all over their hosts’ rugs. And the deadweight of the body.

Seemed only hospitable. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

103 " His feet started in her direction, his body following rather as a dog would its master, with no thought of deviating from the path chosen by her for him—
iAm grabbed his arm and yanked him back. “Don’t even fucking think about it.”
Trez’s first impulse was to rip himself free, even if he left his own limb behind in his brother’s grip. “I don’t know what you’re talking about—”
“Do not make me grab your hard-on to prove my point,” iAm hissed.
Numbly, Trez looked down at the front of himself. Well. What do you know. “I’m not going to…” Fuck her came to mind, but God, he couldn’t use the f-word around that female, even in the hypothetical. “You know, do anything.”
“You actually expect me to believe that.”
Trez’s eyes flipped over to the doorway she’d disappeared through. Shit. Talk about having no credibility on the subject of abstinence "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

104 " There was something about the people you grew up around, the ones you'd seen throughout your childhood, the folks you couldn't remember not knowing. Even if the past was a complicated mess, as you aged, you were just glad the sons of bitches were still on the planet.

It gave you the illusion that life wasn't as fragile as it actually was--and on occasion, that was the only thing that got you through the night. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

105 " Stepping onto the bath mat, that was also done in that god-awful deep pinky red, he toweled himself off.
Still erect.
Glancing at his fighting clothes, he found himself loath to put them upon his skin. Rough. Scratchy. Dirty.
Mayhap the feminine environment was contaminating him.
Xcor ended up in the big bed, naked, upon his back.
Still erect. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

106 " Blay found himself envying the couple a little. Not about the familial estrangement, for sure. But God ... to be able to be seen with your mate in public, show your love for them, have your relationship respected by everyone else? Heterosexual couples took that for granted because they never knew anything different. Their unions were sanctioned by the glymera, even if the pairs were not in love, or were cheating on each other or were otherwise a fraud.
Two males?
Hah. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

107 " You are real," she said to herself.

"Aye." His voice was deep and resonant, a caress in her ears. But then it cracked, as if he were in pain. "And you are with young."

"I am."

He closed his eyes again, but now it was as if he'd been struck by a body blow. "I saw you."

"When?"

"At the clinic. Nights and nights ago. I thought they had beaten you."

"The Brotherhood? Why ever - "

"Because of me." His eyes opened, and there was such anguish in them, she wanted to comfort him in some way. "I would never have chosen for you to be in this position. You are not of the war, and my lieutenant should never, ever have brought you into it." His voice grew deeper and deeper. "You are an innocent. Even I, who have no honor, recognized that instantly."

If he had no honor, why had he disarmed himself just now, she thought.

"Are you mated?" he said roughly.

"No."

Abruptly, his upper lip peeled back from tremendous fangs. "If you were raped - "

"No. No, no - I chose this for myself. For the male." Her hand went to her abdomen. "I wanted a young. My needing came, and all I could think of was how much I wanted to be a mahmen to something that was mine."
Those narrowed eyes closed again, and he brought up a callused hand to his face. Hiding his irregular mouth, he said, "I wish that I..."

"What?"

"...I were worthy to have given you what you desired."

Layla again felt an unholy need to reach out and touch him, to ease him in some way. His reaction was so raw and honest, and his suffering seemed rather like her own whenever she thought of him. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

108 " Don’t even fucking think about it.”
… “I don’t know what you’re talking about--”
“Do not make me grab your hard-one to prove my point "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

109 " O forse si stava solo illudendo.
Ciò di cui era sicuro era che avrebbe fatto qualsiasi cosa pur di salvare suo fratello.
Ed era pronto ad essere maledettamente creativo. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

110 " Esto iba a doler, pensó Saxton. Pero esto no iba a romperlo.
Finalmente lo superaría. Sanar, seguir adelante.
Los corazones se rompen todo el tiempo...
¿No había una canción sobre esto? "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

111 " No, in his imagination, things ended as they should have, with him stroking Blay’s face and willing the lights on so they could look at each other. In his fantasy, he kissed his best friend again, pulled back, and… “I love you,” he said into the spray of the shower. “I…love you.” As he closed his eyes against the pain, it was hard to know how much of what ran down his cheeks was water, and how much was something else. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

112 " Love ’em or hate ’em, by blood or by heart, family was a kind of oxygen. Necessary for the living. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

113 " There was something about the people you grew up around, the ones you’d seen throughout your childhood, the folks you couldn’t remember not knowing. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

114 " Three days. During which there was enough drama going on to make War and Peace looked like a comic book. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

115 " Humans + alcohol x urge to kill=body count. Not what he or his business interests needed. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

116 " In the Old Language, she hissed, “If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find you where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you until you drown.” That last word was drawn out, until its syllable was lost in more growling. Dead silence. Until Doc Jane said dryly, “Annnnd this is why they say the female of the species is more dangerous than the male.” “Word,” someone muttered from out in the hall. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

117 " If you aggress on her in any way, if she’s got so much as a split end thanks to you, if any of her property is compromised by anyone?” Trez leaned in close. “I’m going to come at you from behind. You won’t know I’m there, and you won’t live through what I’m going to do to you. I promise you this.” Yup, Shadows had special ways of disposing of their enemies, and though he preferred low-fat meat like chicken or fish, he was willing to make exceptions. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

118 " Even though they were not in love, he was exactly what she would have wanted as a father for her young. Ever since she had made the decision to participate in the real world, she had learned how rough life was, how others could conspire against you—and how sometimes principled force was all that got you through the night. Qhuinn had the latter in spades. He was a great, fearsome protector, and that was precisely what a female needed when she was pregnant, nursing, or caring for a young. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

119 " «No» sibilò.
Con la voce che gli risuonava nel cranio decise di ascoltare se stesso. Basta. Doveva chiuderla lì.
Molto tempo prima aveva perso la testa per quella persona.
No c’era motivo di perdere anche l’anima. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)

120 " What can I do? Blay wondered to himself. Qhuinn’s eyes searched his face. “Do you really want me to answer that?” Apparently he’d spoken out loud. “Yeah, I do.” Qhuinn’s dagger hand reached out and cupped the side of Blay’s jaw. “You sure?” The vibe instantly shifted. The tragedy was still very much with them, but that powerful sexual undertow came back between one heartbeat and the next. Qhuinn’s stare started to burn, his lids dropping low. “I need…an anchor right now. I don’t know how else to explain it.” Blay’s body responded instantly, his blood spiking to the boiling point, his cock thickening, growing long. “Let me kiss you.” Qhuinn groaned as he leaned in. “I know I don’t deserve it, but please…it’s what you can do for me. Let me feel you….” Qhuinn’s mouth brushed his own. Came back for more. Lingered. “I’ll beg for it.” More with the caress of those devastating lips. “If that’s what it takes. I don’t give a fuck, I’ll beg….” Somehow, that wasn’t going to be necessary. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover at Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #11)