Shay Savage Quotes

Forgiveness is the frangrance of the violet which still clings fast to the heel that crushed it.

I could do it you know...I could make you come without even touching you.

In the darkness of the cave, there is a light inside her eyes that makes my heart beat faster. I know the emotions I see there are also reflected in my own gaze though I have never felt this way before. Beh softly repeats the same three sounds, followed by my name-sound.

I love you, and I need you to love me. I want it…so, so much…I need it. Even though I think it would be better for you not to care about me, I need you too much to turn away from it. I'll never walk away from you, Raine, I swear – I'll be with you as long as you will have me.

I'm staying here," I said into her ear as I pushed with my hips. Raine let out a short laugh and wriggled her backside a little.
"I'm okay with that," she responded. "You feel so good there. I honestly didn't think you were going to fit!"
"I'm really glad I do," I said, "because I'm staying right here for as long as possible.

Shit! Raine, if you do that again, I'm going to come all over you."
"I'm sorry!"
"Don't be," I growled, nuzzling against her nipple with my lips. "It feels so good ... your little hand trying to hold on to me."
"I still don't know how you're going to fit," she whispered, stroking me slowly again.
"I'm going to make you come," I told her. "Then you are going to be so wet and ready for me, I'm going to just slide right into you.

I don't care if she ever makes a basket that can hold grain, but I want her to be here with me. I want her to be close to me as I work or fish, and I want her to lie next to me in the furs at night. In my mind, she is with me always and forever.
Finally, its clear to me that I want her for more than children.

My mate is really, really weird.
She is also absolutely covered in brown, mushy clay.
She laughs and holds a large lump up to show it to me. Her mouth moves, and she makes enough noise to scare away a group of birds near the shore.
She is so, so strange.

I wish she weren't so noisy, but I'm willing to endure the noise to have her with me.

Elizabeth."
I feel my smile on my face as I understand what she is doing. Though it's a strange one, she has a name-sound just like I do, and she's telling me what it is. I try to make the same sounds.
"Ehh..beh." I frown. Why is her name-sound so difficult and so long?
She frowns right back at me and says it again. "Elizabeth."
"Beh-tah-babaa."
She sighs and her forehead wrinkles.
"Elizabeth. Eeee-lizzzz-ahh-beth."
"Laahh...baaay."
She taps her chest again.
"Beth!"
The sound is shorter but still very odd.
"Beh-bet."
"Beth," she repeats.
I've had enough. I reach out and touch her should.
"Beh."
"Beth."
I tap her a little harder and growl.
"Beh", I repeat. I tap her again. "BEH!"
Her eyes widen a bit, and she inhales sharply. A moment later, her shoulders drop and she sighs.
"Beh," she says quietly.

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She wasn't going to let me out of it until I gave her some answers or fucking gagged her. I did want to gag her, but not quite in that way. I know – I'm fucking depraved.

I don't think I will ever believe I deserve you, but I love you more than I can even describe. I don't know if I can ever ... be better for you, but it you're willing to keep forgiving me for being a complete idiot, I'm willing to keep trying.

I'm sorry for what I did," I whispered. "I'm still keeping my promise, though. I'll never forget anything again - I swear it. I haven't forgotten anything since that day, Mom. Nothing.

No one could make a guarantee like that. There were buses just waiting to run over people.

Once she got a grip on it, it was a death grip, and I would sooner go into her purse looking for Tic Tacs than try to get it away from her.

If you call forth what is in you, it will save you. If you do not call forth what is in you, it will destroy you.

Rained placed the palms of her hands on either side of my face and turned my head to look into her eyes. I was overwhelmed by whatever I saw there – I still didn't know what it was, I only know I needed it.

It's a ship. Or it was. Boats are small and size fucking matters.

I like the way you look at me," I said seriously. "Sometimes when you do, your eyes light up, and I think maybe I could be Lucky enough for you to care about a fucked up asshole like me."
"That's love, you know," Raine said with a smile. "I see it in your eyes when you look at me, too.

You're my home," I said quietly.

I felt like the end of an A-Team episode when everything worked out, and the heroes all got to go home and live happily ever after while the bad guys were put in jail. Except of course, I was the bad guy.
Whatever.

I love you because you are worthy of my love," she continued. "I love you because you show me every day how much you care about me and how much I mean to you.

Don't say that word!" Raine cringed.
"What, c**t?" I laughed. "Why not?"
"It's foul."
"So am I," I reminded her.

I'm going to make you feel so good," I swore to her, "that you're going to not just scream my name, but forget yours.

Because I'm fucking terrified of feeling something for you, okay? I screamed back at her, and my whole body went cold.

I felt possessive, protective, and paranoid.

I wonder what I will do if she doesn't wake up, and I don't have an answer. As I lie back down next to her and pull her into my arms, my stomach growls, and suddenly I know exactly what I will do. If she doesn't wake up, then I will just lie with her until I don't wake up either.

I kissed her instead. Again and again I kissed her because I didn't have any words for what I was feeling.

Your ... acceptance of me," I said. "That's really my favorite thing about you. I don't know why you put up with my shit, but I'm glad you do.

You are by far the most interesting thing I've had to look at in a long, long time.

You love that, don't you?" I growled. "Being hammered by my cock ... you must think you're in ... fucking ... heaven."
Punctuation by cock thrust - the very best kind.

I never say 'sorry'. It's completely meaningless, and it doesn't change anything.

I don't understand this," I said softly. "I wanted to fuck you that first night on the raft, but that was just because I wanted to get off and you were there. I still want to fuck you, but the reasons are all different. I've never felt like this after sleeping with someone...or during it...shit. This didn't feel like I was fucking you...it was something else. I don't know what it is. I want to be with you, and touch you, and hold you. I have this overwhelming desire to protect you and make sure you're safe. Every time I look at you, it's like my chest gets crushed, and I just want to stare at you and hold on to you and tell you everything is going to be all right. I don't know what this is, Raine. I don't understand what you're doing to me."
I felt her fingers against my jaw and glanced down into her opened eyes. Fuck. She hadn't been asleep after all. Her mouth turned up into a beautiful smile, and her response ended me.
I love you too, Bastian.

The whole store can fucking hear you," I growled into her ear. "I bet they know my cock's in you just from the way you say my name…oh, fuck…Raine!

Don't touch me," I clarified.
"Why not?"
Because I want it and I don't deserve it.

I will provide for her. I will protect her. I will give her anything she wants.

I want to be," I mumbled against her mouth, the words just spilling out without any real, conscious thought behind them. "I want to be...for you...

I didn't marry the mob; I was born into it.

When you look at me like that," I said softly, "it's like I'm looking at your soul, and you're looking into mine. You make me feel like I'm worth something when you look at me like that.

I looked in the mirror, which was usually a mistake. This time was no exception.

Tell me you got me!"
"I've got you."
"I've got you. Baby, you're safe. Don't be scared. I've got you.

She would keep me sane, and I would keep her safe.

I held you," she said, her voice was tense and gaining in volume. "I held you, and you cried, and you asked me why no one had ever wanted you. You asked me why your own mother didn't want you. You asked me why it hurt so much and if I could make it stop hurting. I may not know a lot about you, but I know you aren't as much of a badass as you want people to think you are.