He wanted to go slower, to allow her to revel in the sensations of finally being bonded, but his instincts had been kept at bay for too long, and the sound of his name in his ear had his hips snapping forward.
She'd started to breathe differently, the short gasps egging him on as he pinned her against the tree for leverage. She cried out at the contact, but it was from the depth of his thrusts, not the scrapes on her skin, so he kept going, blood roaring in his veins.
She never told him to stop, never told him to slow, just clung to him, her moans echoing in his ears as she begged him for more. He released her thighs, not chancing the thought of damaging her further, and he gripped the tree, hips slamming forward as he chased the release they both sought.
The sound of her climax around his fingers had almost been too much to bear, and he knew this would be that much worse, but the need to conquer, to claim, became his sole focus, his vision narrowing until all he could see was her.
Sapphire eyes had darkened to indigo with the force of her lust, and she pulled him closer, claiming his mouth for her own.
The miko had become a minx.
And she was all his.