It was a moment that lay in her stomach like a week-long hunger, regardless of the fact that they had been gone only minutes.
Maybe it was hunger or the pleasant company.
Her hunger and thirst satisfied, she was getting sleepy again.
We're following a hunger and when it's ripe, all common sense and caution fly out the window.
Her eyes fell to his frame, and she took him in with hunger and appreciation.
Horror and hunger surged through her.
She collected what she could find and perched in a chair, reading until sundown, when the hunger pangs hit her again.
She bit his neck gently, not wanting to hurt him despite the strange dream and hunger in her body screaming to be filled.
She didn't know why, couldn't get control of either her emotions or the hunger in her blood.
She responded to him with raw hunger, no longer timid as she had been when he kissed her the day before.
Her own body burned with emotions she couldn't control: love, happiness, and a hunger so deep, she thought she'd die before he sated her.
How terrible it must be to hunger for things that belong to someone else – especially when one of those things is your own daughter.
The scent of an Immortal – a female one – made his hunger roar to life.
The Immortals were vulnerable, and Darkyn's hunger for power and control of the mortal world was not something Gabriel questioned.
At the first taste, she wolfed it and three more pieces down until the edge of her hunger disappeared.
He kissed her hard and deep, his intensity making her hunger for him flare even as she tried to suppress it.
It was hunger that later returned Dean to reality.
His rapacious hunger built as his fangs began their descent.
He considered fighting the hunger, not wanting to disturb Elisabeth who slept soundly with her head on his chest.
For the first time, she didn't hunger for him after he left.
Maybe they would fill the hunger inside him.
She rose to her tiptoes to kiss him, not as she had anyone else, but as she did her mate: with hunger she'd never let herself feel before.
The hunger in his eyes increased her pulse.
She withdrew, and Xander was shocked to feel the hunger gone after so short a drink.
The emotion was stronger than hunger and sorrow.
The parliamentary opposition to the impost, which the Left denounced as the tax on hunger, was largely factitious.
They were enduring of toil, hunger, and cold whenever fortune laid it on them, given to hunting and hawking, delighting in the pleasure of horses, and of all the weapons and garb of war.
"Never mind your hunger," interrupted the Prince.
He grew weak from hunger and thirst.
He forgot his hunger; he forgot his weariness.
In this book, I maintain the future will be without ignorance, disease, hunger, poverty, and war, and I support those assertions with history, data, and reason.
As I did in foregoing sections on ignorance, disease, poverty, and hunger, I am essentially doing what logicians call constructing a proof: laying out a series of premises that build to a conclusion.
You do not resist cold and hunger, the winds and the waves, thus obstinately; you quietly submit to a thousand similar necessities.
The Pavlograd regiment had had only two men wounded in action, but had lost nearly half its men from hunger and sickness.
It's not a case of feeding horses--we may die of hunger ourselves!