I don't want another broken heart

All he really wished of her was that she give him what he deserved, she should have ripped into him to cause him the pain that he had given her. He wanted her to make him bleed, to physically feel the torture that he forced her through. As he waited for her final judgement, he would wait to be beaten. Instead she would collide into him, their bodies entwining into a much needed embrace. Despite the awful heat he would feel a coolness spread throughout his body, like the most refreshing of summer springs washing over him. He could not be close enough to her, his own form would press into hers, hoping to somehow combine their bodies so he never had to leave her again. He would return her sweet kisses, so thankful to have them instead of her teeth. She would command him never leave her again, and he would obey. He couldn't leave her, she was his life force. If he caused her such pain again, surely he would throw himself into the volcanoes depths. "Never. My heart and soul belong to you." he would bury his face into her soft fur, never had he been more thankful to have her in his presence. "I'll follow wherever you lead." his gruff voice would soften for her, as he gave control of his life to her.?