Chloe's voice was firm and passionate as she spoke, not to Davis, but to the monster inside.

"No. He is MINE. You may NOT have him. Return to your shadows."

Then she crushed her lips down onto his.

Fire. Life. This was Chloe.

She was everything the monster wasn't.

She moved her lips over his, trying to draw Davis out.

The monster stopped clawing forth. It seemed to be considering.

Then it began to withdraw. Davis felt his bones shift and his skin regain flexibility. The red pulled away from his vision. As sense returned, he wrapped his arms around Chloe's warmth and pulled her tight against him. Her mouth opened under the assault of his kisses. His tongue swept inside to stroke against hers. Someone moaned.

Davis felt her scrambling at his seatbelt.

God yes! He needed this desperately.

He fumbled his hoodie off. It was difficult with Chloe pressed so tightly against him in the car's seat, but he managed. Her shirt went over her head and then his followed. She began working at his belt as he plunged his hands under her skirt and felt the warm skin of her bare thighs.

Thank God she had worn a skirt today. He had no idea how they would have managed if she had been in jeans.

He found the little scrap of panty. Gripping the damp fabric, he trapped into his now rarely-used Kryptonian strength. He shredded them with a single pull. The air inside the car was growing humid, and it was filled with the scent of arousal. Chloe had finally gotten his belt open and fly down. He sprang free - heavy and pulsing. He moved to test her, even though his senses told him she was more than ready. She moved forward on his lap to align their bodies. As she began to slide down onto him, she caught his eyes. He knew they would be his normal human brown.

"Mine," she said possessively.

That was all she said, but he knew exactly what she meant. His body belonged to her. Not The Beast. Not even himself. The power was hers. It had been that way since the day they met.

Holding her gaze, Davis promised himself he wouldn't let the monster have him. He couldn't. He had already given himself over to another, after all. To her.

Just as she had given herself to him.

They would make this work. The monster would have no power over him unless he allowed it.

As she settled herself fully onto him, he thrust his hips up into her. Her eyes widened in a very appealing way. He caught her wide green gaze as he thrust up again.

"Mine," he told her.

She nodded. Then she began to move her hips in time with his thrusts. All thought flew from their minds. There was only feeling.

Davis pushed up into her as she pushed down. His muscles began to lock as he felt her body tighten around him. She cried out in pleasure. He grunted with the effort of holding himself back until she came. Suddenly, he felt the dam break inside her. She shook in his arms and a hot wave of moisture flowed over him. He let himself follow her into the storm. He yelled her name as he pumped into her.

He fell back against the headrest as Chloe collapsed against him. He pushed her hair back and kissed her sweaty temple. He rarely sweat anymore.

They stayed that way for several moments as their breathing returned to normal.

Finally, Davis spoke. She had made a dangerous gamble on his control. One he hadn't even known if he could win. "Chloe, that was dangerous. You should have run."

He could feel her shake her head against his chest. "No, Davis. I won't ever leave you again." She lifted her head from his chest to meet his eyes. "You won't ever hurt me."

Looking into her beautiful green eyes, he silently promised both of them he would hold enough control to make sure that was true.