try and catch me

She was so tempting, everything about her brought every nerve, every fiber of his being to attention. The words she would speak, a taunt, a challenge brought a deep chuckle from within his chest. At the rate things were going, she would provide sultry and deep entertainment indeed. She begged him to make her bleed, and who would he be to deny the dame her request? His teeth would bite harder, heading to her needs, and he'd let out a low moan of appreciation as she pulled against him, he could taste the blood she let out for him, the liquid trialing into his mouth. He would release her, his eyes darkening with lust as he saw the effects of his jaws, and wouldn't hesitate further to step forward, his head turning, and he would move so that his jaws could seek out the tender flesh of her flank. Stretching his neck, he'd bite down, teeth searching for blood. Releasing his jaws, his head would move, his jaws nipping at her, as he moved slowly to positron himself behind her, teeth and tongues seeking her body. He would plant kisses on her, accompanied by sharp bites, his teeth attempting to penetrate her flesh. Though he would move no further with his attempts at claiming her, until she begged him. Stepping away from her hips, he brush his shoulder roughly across her body, his jaws following suit, as he bit in an attempt to pull at her fur. Some bites would be more severe than others, and finally, as his jaws made it to her ears, he'd nip at them, speaking quietly. "Beg."