Are You A Saint Or A Sinner? [M]

He ignored her warning. Pushing her farther and farther over the edge. He had pulled his limbs closer together, trapping her body beneath him. She was well aware of the fact that she was at his mercy, with nowhere to go, trapped beneath a man that didn't know the definition of mercy. Heart pounded in her chest with growing anticipation. He wasn't about to let her go. She heard and felt his moan vibrate in his chest. She could feel him teasing her, pressing into her only enough to give her a taste of what was to come. His own nips becoming more frenzied, becoming harder. Each connection his fangs made with her skin sent electricity through her. It was becoming harder and harder to bare. He wasn't going to stop she knew it. Even she did manage to get him off her today, she had weeks of dealing with this. Should he find some whore to satisfy momentarily, he'd always come back wanting her.

Rolling back onto her belly, she pushed herself up, her back rubbing against him as she slide out from beneath him. Or attempted to. Picking up her paws one at a time, she made her own path around the cage he had created with himself. Her movements where quick and calculated. If she was quick enough then she would be free. If not then she'd only succeed in angering him, adding more fuel to his fire. Thats what she enjoyed though. Getting under his skin, taunting him, refusing to bow before him and give him what he truly wanted. Her submission.