Blackfeather Woods our quiet drama[m]

:3 of course

In response to his confusion, she taunts him. Asking if he is scared. Her perception of his actions infuriates him. He is afraid of nothing. A snarl is muffled by her neck in his mouth. he will show her what fear is. He digs his teeth further into her neck as she starts to squirm beneath him. Her forelegs reach out in an attempt to drag herself out from under him. He watches her, placing more pressure on her neck. But then she is ripped from his grasp as she manages to slip away. In a flash his neck ends up in her mouth and her body on his. She then free's her jaws from his neck to place them by his cheek. His little killer tells him that they both know what he wants. It makes him believe she really does want him to take her. He feels her on his neck again. He expects to feel teeth, but she does something strange. What was it? Did she kiss him? 

Grim rolls in an attempt to get her back beneath him. "Do you want me to take you now?" He questions her, fury and lust mixing in his words. His anger spikes his desire. At some point it won't matter if she wants him to mate with her or not. If his need becomes too great he will force himself on her. Though the darkness in him may not be as strong as it used to be, there are some things that he still cannot control. His body is beginning to ache for her. He can feel himself slipping out of his sheath even more. A throbbing makes him groan again. Is it too late to stop now? But why should he? She is his.