Altair scoffed at the cockiness of the war mistress and was half tempted to jump back through the window and take her down a peg or two. He watched as she hushed the cub and just shook his head. She should have listened to the animal but it made Altair's odds better and it wouldn't get Dalaena hurt. Again he went back to being silent until war mistress decided to piss him off even more. She had the balls or more like ovaries to kiss Dalaena. She was his and no one else could touch her he would kill them long and slow. The word couldn't help but come out in a whisper. "Mine..." When the War mistress was out the door Altair swung through the window so fast he could have caught whiplash.<br/><br/>He rushed Dalaena picking her up and onto the bed. He was on top of her pinning her down with a lopsided grin on his face. "You're mine and only mine." He didn't know he could be so possessive but the words already left his lips as he finally started powering down. He expended all his energy trying to hide instead of making wonderful love to his beautiful goddess. The sexual tension was gone and Altair's cock had gone limp at this point. Now that he was back to his old self he lost his wild facial expression and rough exterior. "I'm sorry about all that. I would blame it all on that surge of energy but I actually wanted it. I loved every moment of it and didn't want it to stop. But of course your cocky over demanding leader had to come interrupt us."