His stubby hands raked his hair again, so that one lock stuck straight up.

She rose, raked her not quite clean hands through her hair.

There was still a tiny white line across his cheek where her wild hands had raked bone - deep.

It had been a quarter of a century now since war's clawed hand raked across the countryside.

But then she lifted her head again, the eyes brilliant, mouth wide, and her hands raked his back as they kissed.

Her hand raked through his hair, and it was left standing on end like a feather duster.

The clawed hands raked downward, and for a moment Flick thought all was surely lost.

One hand raked his cheek as he yanked the thong, and tore away the hidden stone.

A hand raked her hair back and then swept it over one shoulder.

She had watched this hand rake his hair.