His body froze after his blush and held still for her after pressing more firmly against her. His muscles flexed against her showing his strength to her body on a level only chemicals could understand. His head rolled as he felt her warmth leaning into his embrace and her face, head following her body locked like he was to the trap known as instincts taking them both over. For her the battle seemed to still be going on, but for him it was a battle lost long ago when she was beginning to teach him about his new way to cook. His mind intending a meal of a different type.<br/><br/>He stood still and lifted his head tilting it, exposing it to her like an alpha would never do to any other wolf without this primal need and ferrel urge for her to accept his offer. A chill swept through his spine washing like his blood through his veins any traces of pain and negative emotions flooding him with only one thought and need. Her. He needed her, he needed her scent and his to blend, needed to feel her heat and his mixing together, and he needed to fulfill his obligations of an alpha to his pack. He needed her to be his mate and fill her with all he was. This was all he could think as he felt her warm damp laps against his quickly racing pulse.<br/><br/>Swollowing hard he gave in to his legs and arms allowing them to move without his awareness. Pulling her keeping her against his chest as he read her agreement to be his, and his alone. His feet took small slow steps ackwards while his arms held them but upright and steady against one another. Leaning in his hand pulled at her hair till her head moved allowing him more space to sniff her. Locking his neck against her's he rubbed their pulses together wiping his pheromones on her flesh and skin warning anyone who came close enough she was his. His feet continued to guide them carefully out of the kitchen and into the livingroom turning slowly so her back was exposed to the open couches alluring calls.<br/><br/>His eyes darted to the couch he could smell and knew so well. Trusting it with what was now his greatest triumph. His body held them both in place as his nose followed her skin to the shirt she wore from the diner. His hands slid down her body tracing her curves learning them memorizing them. Taking full note of how well they fit into his large rough hands. Those same hands slid under her shirt with no hesitation using his arms to lift it up and over her head tossing it aside and out of her way. His own fully exposed to her, but he did guide her hand elsewhere lower.. lower then his belt using her finger to explore the tight fabric of his jeans confining him inside them. Pulling her hand away and back to his neck he leaned in and pressed his lips to her neck this time not playing around as he kissed deeply on her pulse marking the spot visibly this time.<br/><br/>While his teeth held lightly to her neck instructing her to remain still, and his lips and muscles pulled at the tissues dying them darker and darker shades to let the world know of their actions right now. His tongue licked and comforted the heating skin stroking it soothingly. With her hand he pulled it away and undid he button and zipper before replacing her hand back to what he had to offer her. He was one hell of a male not only in the field of battle but in the field of god's blessings to his masculinity. His scent growing stronger as the blood in his body drained down collecting in her hand hidden under black boxer fabric.<br/><br/>Using his body and legs he held her far closer now then he had previously. Keeping her tight as his knee lay on the couch and he lowered her down caring only for his instinctual needs in this moment. Once she was fully down on the couch his massive form hovered over her's waiting allowing her chance to explore or play more should she wish, or for her to give him signs to continue more. Leaning in his sightless hues looked to her's and his lips too met her's as he whispered in a moaned snarl, "Brice.."