She did know he was trying, could see it in his eyes and that's why she hadn't tried to get away from him. Sure his bites and grip were a little more firm then she was used to, but they didn't scare her. Nor did they make her fear for her life. Eyes flying wid open when his tongue came into contact with her slit. Hips shifting and gyrating, she grunted again, becoming horny and wet, dripping a little for him from the sensation to her sensitive sex. Grabbing at the blankets underneath her, fisting them tight into her hands, she gripped them in case she ran the risk of tumbling from the bed.<br/><br/>"Now your teasing me" she whimpered, wanting more than his tongue to ruin and claim her. Watching him rise up tall above her, her eyes dipped down to his shorts and what she saw hiding within made her blush ten times darker. Feeling his thumb graze the bite mark on her hip, she hissed in a sharp breath, but let him keep her close. As he leaned over her, and pleaded with her to trust him, all she could do was nod her head. Kissing him once more, this time she held herself from fighting back, ignoring that awful metallic taste of blood. And yet, when he finally slipped inside of her, the shock of him stretching her and the darkening of his eyes had her quivering. Shifting her hands, she started rubbing his back soothingly, her eyes on his, waiting and watching for his next move.