Thy Kingdom Come

// What a brilliant woman he had chosen for himself, a pleased rumble escaped him as she did what he told her. That she understood without him having to say anything was testament to his choice, to her intelligence. She buckled beneath the firm pressure of his chest against her shoulder, and the young lady rolled to her side, but this was not enough for the monstrous male. He moved to stand over her, his paw coming out to roll her onto her back. She had submitted to him, but he would forever remind her of his dominion. Lowering his muzzle, the male growled once again, that utterly masculine voice slipping forth as he paused black lips against the delicate shell of her ear.  All mine, the words were spoken on a hissing whisper chased by a low growl. Mine! He spoke up this time, reaching down with parted jaws to clamp over her throat. He didn't bear his fangs down enough to choke her or mar her flesh, but enough so that she would remember his claim. So long as she accepted his claim, she would be fine. Reaper highly doubted the clever woman to dispute him, he felt she was smart enough to give him what he wanted.

// Reaper vs Chroma - Right to Mate challenge
Round: 2/2
Height: 36"
Build: Heavy
Powerplay permission was given by Bear!

Reaper speaks, Your words, Walk, Think, Salem talks,