Tregan growls as for everytime they have mated/made love he has always been in control..he knows the warrior spirit in Bennie he fell in love with it..as he kicks the ground to their side he rolls her atop of him..his hands ripping away the tatters of her corset and blouse tossing the tatters aside as he pulls her torso down to his lips..suckleing on her nipple tightly as he looks up into her eyes before releseing her nipple and streching himself out on the grass..his words a soft whisper "im yours my mate"