Even though most of the beast's attention was on the cowering imp across the room, his senses were still very hyper-aware, more-so than when Bryce was in control. That meant through all of the growling and snarling, he still took note of every action taken by the woman who rested upon his thigh. Every soft breath, every pleasure-filled moan, and, especially, every movement she made against his transformed body. Her response to his new form truly pleased the beast, the demoness being the first female he had encountered in his short three year of existence that wasn't terrified of his monstrous demeanor. The rocking of her hips... The feeling of her sharp claw in his shoulder... The other grazing the underside of his leaking member... She was rough, like the beast was, but it was necessary. The beast's body was thicker than Bryce's, in more ways that one. It was obvious that the woman had deduced this, and knew exactly how to approach teasing it. So, despite the beast being focused on the imp, there was still a part of his body that acknowledged the seductive actions of the crimson temptress. It was his most primal of parts, the stiff, engorged cock jumping in response as more of his thick spunk oozed out onto her hand.<br/><br/>Golden eyes were locked onto the imp and the collar it held, but mostly the collar. The beast could smell the sliver that laced it. It made a point to always know the smell of silver so that it knew to stay away. How unlucky for the imp to be holding it at that moment. He was the bearer of the beast's bane. It wasn't something the beast was going to just let go.<br/><br/>When the demoness slipped from the beast's grasp, he made no effort to stop her. His aching cock would miss her touch, but his fixated gaze upon the imp did not falter. It was apparent that when the beast truly set his mind to an objective there was no stopping him. So why hadn't he killed it yet? Instead, it stood there in the middle of the room, staring. It was so unlike a beast. The answer was the very thing the woman had been holding before leaving his thigh. The beast did not want to jeopardize a chance at satisfying his lust with the crimson's body. Tension had been built between them even when Bryce was in control. Now was his chance to get what he wanted. Besides, it was the first time a female was actually willing to be split by his lycan cock. Although, it wouldn't have stopped him if he had to rape her. After all, that was what he originally intended.<br/><br/>Then, after the sound of the gold hitting the floor behind himself, the beast heard the woman's words:<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><em>“My first offering to you my Lycan. Do what you will with the imp, destroy the collar if you wish.”</em></strong></div><br/>Immediately, the beast took note of the imp's frantic reaction, and showed his teeth in what could only be described as an animalistic grin. It had been mere hours since he had last killed, yet his lust for blood was already craving to be satisfied. The beast took a single step toward the imp before the feminine voice from behind himself filled the room again.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><em>“And my second offering, is me. Be swift. You wouldn't want me to get cold.”</em></strong></div><br/>The head of the beast turned to her, not able to look away once he had a glimpse of the sight. His overly-muscular chest raised with his deep breaths as yellowish, glowing eyes became captivated by the provocative position the demoness had taken upon the furs. Her raised, ample ass was all too enticing, but what perked his desire more was the view of her moist lips sticking out from her spread legs. The beast gripped his cock, stroking it briefly as if it was a man. Maybe Bryce was still in there, somewhere.<br/><br/>A creaking sound was heard, and the beast turned back to the imp who had made his way over to the door, attempting to open it. With a single move, the lycan flew across the room, his claw-like hand forcing the imp's fragile skull into the door, crushing it on impact as blood covered his palm. He wasn't done though. The beast picked the lifeless body of the imp up by it's disfigured head, grabbing its legs with the other as he raised its body above his head. Without even providing much effort, the monster pulled on both sides of the imps feeble body, ripping it in two. The beast followed the action with a wolfish howl as imp blood rained onto his black fur. Dropping the body parts onto the floor, he looked over at the collar the imp had held. He picked it up, and pulled it apart as he had the imp, pieces of silver clanking as they hit the floor. The deed was done. Now he could focus on his true objective, the sultry woman who had been waiting across the room.<br/><br/>Slowly, the lycan made its way toward the bent over demoness, a dark shadow being cast over her from its large stature. It got on its own hands and knees, slinking its head down so that its face was directly in front of her slick honey pot. The hot breath of the werewolf plumed over her snatch as it took in the sweet, arousing scent, its cold, wet nose brushing up against it. Then, unexpectedly, the monster's jaw opened and its slimy tongue extended, pressing against the soaking sweetness before licking all the way up through the crack of her ass, taking its time when it was at the bud between her cheeks, and continuing until it was wedged between her neck and shoulder with its entire furry weight upon her, most noticeably its heavy length against her backside. It was a surprisingly romantic gesture coming from a beast, but it was the only she would get as the situation quickly changed.<br/><br/>Teeth clamped down onto the female's neck, piercing her red flesh with ease as even more red flowed out. The beast was careful though, making sure not to pierce her jugular. Its intention was to mark her, a primal instinct usually brought about in an animal when mating. A cocky tactic, but the lycan's dominance needed to be expressed. A hand came down upon ravenous tresses, pushing the woman's face down into the furs as the beast's body rose from upon hers. His hips retracted, the bulbous head of his arousal sliding down her back, past her ass, until it was lined up with the entrance of her demonic pussy, leaving a trail of glistening pre-cum atop her crimson skin. Next, his other hand came down upon the demoness' wing and shoulder, keeping her upper body down as well while her hips remained raised. It was important that he had her under his claw so that she wouldn't move. They always made things difficult by thrashing and jerking when he began, yet it was hard to blame them due to his enormous size. Finally, the beast had the crimson woman just the way he wanted her, and felt no need to hold back anymore. With a single thrust of his hips, the lycan penetrated her sopping sex, spreading her lower lips around his monstrous cock as it traveled as far into the depths of her pussy as her body would allow, several more thrusts following after as the beast wasn't interested in playing nice.