Allowing her to maintain control, he doesn't fight her as she pulls one of his hands between their bodies - but he does respond willingly, allowing his fingers to slide over her arousal, teasing her with his fingertips, a shiver of pleasure running down his spine as she rocks her hips towards his touch.

"My dragon," he mutters, fiercely, kissing at her shoulder. "I will let no harm come to you, let no other lay claim...lay claim to you." It is his turn to be possessive, and it shows with his tone and his touch.