Tiny Beasts and Little Teeths

His teeth ground together within her skin, delicately dragging the folds of her pinched skin together. The gradual increase of pain made her heart beat quicken even further. He growled at her, the sound of it running into her very blood stream at it rumbled through his throat and then his teeth. All of it was so new and so very powerful, but Mercy was as stubborn as he was. She wasn't going to let go of this power struggle with Kyarst, in fact it made it all the more entertaining. As she dragged her teeth across his ear, he let go of her chest and instead moved to her throat. As the black brute closed around her neck, she wasn't afraid. The fact that he held his life within her jaws was... exotic. Her breath came out in a shaky gasp, which turned into a higher pitched moan. Purple eyes opened wide as the moment became even more breathtaking and oh so dangerous. "You hold my life in your jaws, but what are you going to do with it?" she whispered perilous tone. She dared him to do something else, letting him know what she cared little about what he was biting. In fact, it turned her on even more that the situation was growing more dire. After speaking her chin tucked as she tried to lock her jaws on either side of his neck, although it was on the top of his neck opposed to him gripping the underside of her neck. Thankfully she was taller than him, so this movement did not fold her neck too much. She would feel the wonderful sting of blood leave her throat and drip across his black muzzle. Oh to taste her own blood on his jaws, mixed with his. This was all so alluring and bizarre, and she was quickly becoming addicted to it. Her nose wrinkled as she tried to bite down hard, seeing who would squirm first.