Her pretty face twisted in an extremely wrathful look as he rolled, leaping to pin her beneath himself."You son of a bitch!" she shouted, soft voice cracking. "I would<i>never</i>enjoy the perversity of, of,<i>sex.</i>" she snarled, hands coming up to shove at his chest. Her nails, surprisingly sharp, caught at the bare skin exposed at the collar of his robe, legs kicking.<br/>"I only would only sleep with my husband as it is my duty, you beast!" she continued, not afraid, not yet.<br/><br/>However, when he looked down between them, her eyes could not help but follow. She jerked slightly at the sight of a very human, very<i>hard</i>cock, belly pressing to it before she flinched away. "You wouldn't dare. You're<i>King</i>would be angry. I am to be his, he will know if you touch me." she said quickly, fear flashing in her eyes. Her legs pressed together firmly; she was thankful she had worn britches. "You mutt, get<i>off of me!</i>" she screamed, thrashing beneath him, hands sliding up his chest to catch at his throat. She was fit to kill him; and she thought that in his human form, she could.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>