When he scooped her up she submitted, her body was so light as she went limp he could almost swear she was made of air. With a twisted grin he threw her to the ground and watched as her head slammed down first. It was sure to give her a concussion, or make her confused. Whatever the matter he fell between her legs and rubbed himself between her legs. He was so aroused, so wonderfully aroused. Was it due to him being amazing? Or was it due to the rush that being dominate over a young female gave him? Whatever the matter he craved her and craved pleasure that he would give himself. After all, he was a sex god. Only he could truly pleasure himself. Or well... only him and Amy.
She started to kick and press against him, fighting for freedom. It only made him utter a low moan. He hadn't intended to really moan, but it was okay if his pleasure noises slipped. After all, she was secretly enjoying this. Hearing him moan would probably make her grow soaked between her own legs. He licked his lips at the thought. He grabbed her thighs and slammed them down again so the kicking was haulted just as she started to scream. SHUT UP! he commanded and growled in her face. He testingly slammed a fist into her already wounded upper chest. The blood from his brand rubbed off to stain his black fur on his knuckles. He couldn't help but smirk at how powerful he was when he spotted it.
Licking off the female's blood, he went back to grabbing her body parts and squeezing them with his claws. Each time he felt more aroused and ready. Her fists flew up to hit him but he swung up to catch them during their third swing. Shoving her arms up above her head, he held them so she couldn't break free. Time to impress me, witch. Otherwise you die! Then he stuffed himself inside her and began to move in and out. He would drag this out. She was pissing him off by fighting, but turning him on because Amy did the same thing. He was getting revenge at Toby for bothering to intrude on his thoughts, and he was also boosting his own huge-ass ego. He grunted in pleasure and kept shoving. You deserve this, damn bitch! he growled as he went. She would be so happy this happened later. She would come back for more. He was a sex god. He was giving her a gift!
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Fang Table By Cait.