She felt his hands between their thighs and she thought she might burst apart right in that moment.  This was ultimately what the beast inside her wanted, to be his.  To be his night, his day.	She pushed back against the euphoric sensation though, holding on just a bit longer, until she felt the sharp sting of his teeth against her flesh.  That was when her mind exploded, filled with bliss and pain and belonging.  They were locked together again and this time she knew it was more than just desires of the flesh.  This was the beginning of something much bigger, perhaps even the beginning of their family.<br/><br/>Her body was still filled with pleasure as he leaned up from her, exposing his neck.  The idea of biting another wolf like this in the throes of passion had seemed odd to her until this moment.  Now she wanted nothing more than to make sure the world knew that he was hers.  She wanted every she-wolf in his pack to know that he belonged with Ylva.  She leaned up and her gracefully sharp teeth snuck into the space where his shoulder met his neck.  The mark would be somewhat visible under a shirt or tunic, once it healed and only the dark flesh of a scar remained.  As soon as the mark was made she released her bite on him, her mouth stained with the red of his blood.  Ylva panted slowly and then brought her arms up to his neck, pulling him down to tightly kiss him, their blood mixing as she did.<br/><br/>That action was not apart of the ritual, but it seemed fitting.  If this union lead to children, their blood would be mixed by it.  And Ylva was quite confident it was likely it would lead to that.  Her mind had not thought directly on it, but at the present moment she was almost in denial that their first bonding could lead to a child.  Her body was weak and malnourished.  Surely it would require time to heal before such a thing could happen.<br/><br/>Her heart rate began to slowly settle as they remained connected.  For the first time since she had lost her parents, her heart felt content.  Calm.  Safe in the arms of this man she barely knew, and yet, knew all too well in the same instance.  The connection wolves shared with their mates was sort of like the human concept of love at first sight, except they would be almost certain it was the real thing.  This mating also meant that she was a part of his pack now, no one could deny her the place she had now taken as their alpha alongside him.<br/><br/>"Slower...Next time we'll go slower..."  She breathed out, a smile curling upon her lips.