<strong>The Baths.</strong><br/><br/>When Ryann returned the kiss, Ammon held firm and allowed it to linger. Every bit of fire that she released, was matched intensely by him as he could taste the faint coppery hints of her blood in his own mouth. The world around him ceased to matter, and little things he found himself vaguely aware of. One of Ryann's legs made their way around his body and he could somewhat make out the feel of her groin pressed lightly to his own. The woman's jagged nipples pushed hard against his chest as he hungrily claimed her before she broke the kiss and his eyes rested on hers for a moment in confusion.<br/><br/>As she spoke, he found his eyes narrowing some and actually wondered to himself if she was actually considering the possibility of attempting to deny him access to her body. That wouldn't go over well with Ammon at all, especially not at this point however those thoughts vanished when she finished and her lips were upon his once more. His large strong hands groped at her tight firm body, and one slid down to cup her round backside tightly. His fingers kneading the flesh as they sunk in some while his tongue probed the inside of Ryann's mouth. However he'd break this kiss, as he needed to establish dominance. Wrapping a hand around her slender throat lightly, an animalistic grin found its way onto his face before he placed kisses at the side of her face and whispered<strong>"...I'll not be gentle with you."</strong>Breathing in deeply before his hands grasped her hips and turned her around harshly before shoving her into the wall. He dropped down to his knees and commanded her to<strong>"Part your legs, now."</strong>