He pinned her beneath him, reveling in the feeling of superior strength; she was so small, and fragile.
Sharp, blue eyes bore into his heatedly.
Shallow breaths blew rapidly against his lips as they hovered over hers.
"Say it," he demanded quietly, clawed fingers dragging over the rapid pulse in her wrist.
"Please," she whimpered.
"Please, what?"
A strong, toned thigh pressed firmly between her spread legs, and she moaned.
"Take me," she breathed, fisting his hair. "I want you to take me. Please; I need you."
She rolled her hips beneath him, pressing into him and sealing her fate.