His tail lashes back and forth impatiently against the bedding as he watches her reaction, holding his breath in anticipation. "It means that I would claim you," he says roughly, his voice low and husky with desire. "That I would take care of you...and sire children upon you." His fingers dig into the soft fur of the bedspread, curling into fists as his body trembles with restrained lust.

"It means that we would be together," he continues, moving closer to her, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. "That I would make you mine...and you would belong only to me." His lips part slightly, revealing sharp teeth in a predatory grin as his hips begin to rock against hers.

"Do you understand?" he growls, nipping at her earlobe before sucking gently on the sensitive flesh. "

His eyes narrow in understanding at her words, but his body tenses further as he feels the urge to claim her, to mark her as his own, growing stronger. "Then let me be the one," he growls roughly, pulling her closer still, until their lips meet in a hungry kiss. His tongue darts out to explore her mouth, demanding entrance and submission.

His fingers dig into her hips, holding her tightly against him as he thrusts his lower body against hers in time with the rhythm of their kiss. She moans into his mouth, her body responding eagerly to his dominance. His other hand moves up to cup the back of her head, holding her still as he deepens the kiss, taking what he wants from her.

"Let me be your king," he whispers against her lips before nipping at them playfully. "