Watch out there!

Somewhere along the way, Daenerys had become his prey. The flame-marked wolf knew as he looked into the mercury pools of her eyes, that he would not let her go easily. So few times in his life had he possessed the freedom of choice. The strength and ability to back it up had grown slowly as he honed his body and skills. He was in control now. Of himself… and of her.

All my nights. His grin was wicked as he leaned down and brushed his muzzle against hers. The barest touch, and already he was hungry for more. “I have saved your life. In return, your life is mine. This is the bargain you are striking, in giving me all your nights.” he purred softly, catching her lip in his teeth. Would she falter? Would she foolishly attempt to flee him? Or upon realising the mistake she had made, would she succumb?

"Speech"