He sliced his wrist, and her attention turned immediately to thick liquid bubbling against his olive skin.
Before she could draw her wrist away, he pierced it.
A simple choker adorned her neck, a diamond tennis bracelet her wrist and she wore silver strappy heels he thought he had seen on Sarah.
Wrist hard, wondering why he insisted on tormenting her by taking his time.
He offered his wrist, and she knew he was offering much more.
His warm fingers circled her wrist and the foot came down, making room for her on his lap.
He staggered, and she snatched his wrist, hauling herself up.
She pulled at her captured wrist, and his eyes flashed with anger.
Two obeyed and moved forward, slicing his wrist for her again.
She fingered the small teal evening purse hanging around her wrist, where her cell phone was.
He took her wrist and raised his pinkie, where she saw the nail had been filed to a point and reinforced with metal.
The creature twisted her wrist and squeezed, capturing her blood in a small vial.
She looked at her wrist, where Lankha had bitten her, closed her eyes, and hacked.
She placed her wrist to Rhyn's mouth, willing him to awaken, to drink her.
Uneasy, she started to move away, but he grabbed her arm to keep her wrist in place and tore into it.
The woman was unconscious, her severed wrist wrapped in Katie.s sweater.
She held her forearm out to the door as she approached, glancing again at the gold band around her wrist that Romas had emphasized she needed to wear at all the times.
She waved her wrist before the access pad, but once more, the warrior prevented the door from opening.
She landed hard on her left side, pain flaring through her as her wrist twisted.
Jonathan secured his wrist, shook a pillow from its case and pulled the cloth over Dean's head.
He gripped her wrist, twisting it to expose the soft flesh of her forearm.
He placed his bloodied wrist at Charles' lips.
She gently tugged her wrist from his hand, searching in her purse for the keys to the apartment.
He placed his bloodied wrist to her mouth.
He held out his hand, and Dusty clasped his wrist, allowing Damian to Travel them both to Tucson Sector HQ.
"Not for onset of war," he responded, and waved his own wrist in front of the access pad.
Lana shoved herself back, ignoring the pain in her wrist as adrenaline flew threw her.
Donovan's blood was on her face and T-shirt, and her wrist was bleeding again.
He prepped bandages for her wrist, a bowl and washcloth, and a smaller version of the doc's med-gun, loading it with enough painkiller to knock her out.
Lana awoke in the large tent, wrist aching and her face hurting where she'd been struck.
His gaze went to her wrist, and he closed the distance between them, taking it.
Jessi opened her eyes and took his wrist, placing his hand at her neck again.
The noblewoman withdrew a delicate knife and flicked the inside of her wrist with the tip of the blade.
The stranger touched her other hand to the bloodied wrist, and the wounds healed.
She positioned the bladder on the floor below her wrist and sighed.
Taran grabbed her wrist and dragged her a short distance away from the party.
He paused, his jaw clenching and his grip on her wrist tight enough to hurt.
Elise grabbed her wrist, but Lana resisted again.
Her wrist throbbed despite the warmth in her blood caused by the sedative–pain reliever.
This leash, attached to your wrist, bears most of your weight.