Lion Head Mesa when he calls your name, it all fades to black

He could see what she meant, though he had no intention of going anywhere simply because she had asked him not to leave her. He could control himself—hopefully. He would at least try his hardest. His response was a nibble to her scruff.

It seemed she planned to test his resolve, though it probably wouldn't have taken much. But when she told him not to control himself, he couldn't imagine anything that might make him reconsider giving her what she wanted. 

He studied her face intently for a few moments before turning to nuzzle into her shoulder and then against her thigh. Her scent made his stomach clench. There was nothing more for him to say, or maybe he just didn't want to break the spell that overtook them. Right now, all he wanted was Maegi, and the hebsut refused to think about anything else.

Unless she changed her mind at the last second, he would pull her against him. And he would stay her with her for as long as she wished.