His fangs were receding.
She gasped as his fangs pierced her throat.
The nip of his fangs at her neck, inner thighs and breasts almost drove her over the edge while his hot tongue and hands explored every part of her.
It lit up her features, and he saw the tiny fangs she was trying to hide.
First he couldn't influence her, and now his fangs had failed him.
His fangs were lengthening.
As he spoke, his fangs lengthened.
She felt his fangs sink into her skin and heard him sucking out her lifeblood.
It was of Darkyn's fangs sinking into the delicate skin of her neck.
He smiled, revealing fangs among the neat row of white teeth.
His fangs sank into her neck, and she jerked, feeling her skin and muscle tear.
He braced himself for the battle with his fangs and waited for the inevitable pain from fighting to keep them at bay.
Her face warmed at how desperate she'd been for a single drop of him, to feel him inside her while his fangs sank into her neck.
They were the kind of fangs a man fantasized about, not too large to cause damage but sharp enough to offer an exquisite combination of pleasure and pain if she nipped him.
A massive creature with black fur and fangs paused in front of the open door, sniffing the air.
You know how you need to keep your fangs in check when you're with someone and things get steamy?
His eyes settled on the fangs resting on her lower lips.
Wynn's eyes fell to her fangs again then drifted down her body.
His fangs were lengthening, and he lowered his head, nudging her back.
She pushed his chin aside with more force and kissed his neck before closing her eyes and letting her fangs sink into him.
Just her little fangs and the odd presence she found subtle but which apparently had a staggering effect on men.
His fangs lengthened, and she stared at them, the reality of her situation beginning to sink in.
"I love my breakfast fighting," the demon before her whispered a moment before his fangs sank into her neck.
A teenage girl with a scarred face framed by short dark hair and tiny fangs marking her as a demoness trailed her.
"I'll find you later, Gabe," he said, his fangs growing.
Instead of a third drink, a flash of cold fire was forced through the fangs into her body.
She didn't feel his fangs sink into her, but she heard the sound of punctured flesh.
When there was silence, she felt the beast approach her, its bloodied fangs at the same level as her head.
His solid, warm body atop hers immobilized her and he pinned her wrists to the bed, silver eyes blazing and elongated fangs resting on his full lower lip.
She didn't object when his fangs bit into her, instead sighing as the comforting warmth consumed her.
Wings, short fur, fangs the size of her forearm … she moved farther into the bathroom, lest she draw his attention.
The healer sank next to her on the bed, large eyes darting around the room as if he expected the furniture to grow fangs and chase him.
The ache returned to his jaw as he swallowed venom, and the fangs painfully emerged.
The bottom line is, if this guy really loves you, he will find it in himself to accept you, fangs and all.
While kissing her neck, he realized the fangs had not waged their war.
She'd tried to hide her fangs from him, but smiling brought his attention to them.
His smile didn't reach his gaze but revealed fangs the size of Darkyn's.
His cold gaze was calm and steady, his long fangs resting on his lower lip.
Sexy little fangs rested on her full lower lip.
Still wearing the garb of Hell, Darkyn's mate was sporting fangs with her pink hair and a heavy sultriness that made Deidre look twice.
His fangs were long, his eyes burning with more than hunger.
The sunny glow she was known for was gone, replaced by a sultriness rendered dangerous by the fangs resting on her lower lip.
His fangs were out, his attention riveted to her.
It scared her, and she saw his fangs grow.
Her eyes were red-rimmed, too, and his gaze rested on the tiny fangs resting on her plump lower lip.
Darkyn's mate tapped one of her fangs absently.
He located the spot where his fangs would connect, but first he would rock her world.
His rapacious hunger built as his fangs began their descent.
He kissed her again, this time with urgency and let go enough so his fangs should definitely start their descent.
He could take his time before revealing his secret without having to worry about his fangs popping up.
His fangs were lengthening.
His fangs sank into her neck.
Petite, white, pointed fangs extended from her upper gums to rest on her plump lower lip.
Those fangs are so sexy.
He leaned forward to kiss her once more, his fangs fully extended.
She tapped one of her fangs absently.
"Fangs?" the other dealer asked, frowning.
This time, she felt his fangs pierce her neck and jerked.
There was a pinch and numbness as his fangs sank into her neck.