There was nothing from primal, carnal energy emanating from the beast entrapped in man-flesh that was pinned beneath the witch. It escaped from his eyes, white hot and pupil less in the way he looked at her, watching her even as his mouth opened to devour her own. The way his jaw worked to part her lips, the way his mouth roved her own, the way his tongue explored her depths wrote its own tale. The growl vibrated in his throat as both a precursor of things to come and a warning that if she wanted to stop, it had to be now, otherwise there would be no stopping. His mouth tore against her, parting ways with the feel of his teeth tugging on her lower lip, only for his lips to drag down the side of her neck and flare over her collar bone until there was no more bare skin left to kiss.<br/><br/><br/>His hands wandered down low, past the curve of her ass to edge underneath the hem of her skirt. His fingers brushed against silken skin and dug in, teasing upwards until his palms filled with her lace clad ass. Gripping the rounded globes, he shoved her down hard once her body aligned up with his. Her own doing. The blunt head of his cock parted her folds and pushed her apart to make way for the thick girth of his length that followed, plowing in deep and fast until there were no more inches left to sheath. Hilted to the root, his hands still gripped around her ass as his pelvis thrust, as if to push himself inside her deeper still. His cock jerked from within her tightness, feeling her body stretch around him, engulf him.<br/><br/><br/>It was enough to make him groan against her skin, his teeth adding to the drag of his lips, nipping up the side of her neck and then back down. His hands finally wandered away, one straying all the way up her spine, bowing her closer to him, until it hooked around the front and dragged down the front of her shirt, straining the fabric, until both her breasts were freed from one confinement. Held still in a bra, his hand reached back around and unhooked the clasp, freeing her breasts fully from their confines, yet keeping them held in place with her shirt. Pace let the bra fall down the floor, forgotten, as his head bowed down and his lips caught one of her nipples, dragging it hard into his mouth, edging it with his teeth as he released and turned to the other, doing the same to it.<br/><br/><br/>“I am going to fuck you,” he finally ground out once he had lifted his head to watch her face. His hand had dropped back down her back and pulled first one arm and then the other behind her. His grip tightened as he pushed her hands together at the small of her back and pulled her taut, so that her back bowed slightly and her breasts thrust forward while her pelvis remained grounded against his. His lips twitched with subtle satisfaction now that he had her wrapped in his ironclad grip, his hips finally rocking. Slowly at first. Tantalizing. Enough that she felt his cock move inside her, dragging against her tight walls, the bundle of nerves there, then sinking back in deep and grinding upwards so that she felt his fullness.