She shivers as he speaks, heart thundering at his words, at the images they paint, eyes darkening with WANT.

A moan tears from her as he shifts his leg, increases contact, adds those muscle movements. "YES!" He can feel the early evidence of her arousal against his leg as he moves it.

"Mine!" she growls, the sound too deep for a human throat, her eyes gone violet. "My mate, won't let them touch you, get the least taste of you." She shudders. "They can only have you if you go," For a moment she looks lost, heartbroken at the idea of him leaving.