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She urged him onward, spurred him with a growl, with a look, with the backward step she took. He did not need to be told twice. His teeth skirted her spine and ribs in earnest as he moved toward his goal, and his own crooning growl wound with hers. The last touch of his teeth was against her flank, firm and possessing, the tone of his growl deepening. She bid him to take and he took; he rose above her, his strong forelimbs trapping her waist. He met her, claimed her thus and it was as he suggested it be: his rhythm was acquisitive and without tenderness, and his fangs seized her scruff with another growl.

She had reigned in the moments prior; but now it was his turn.

(he thought so at least - score!)