Puternic said nothing as her seductive gaze operated on him, tickling him as if she were toying with a feather on his bare body. A shiver ran down his body, making his member throb. Whatever her power was, it was a deliciously nice one. His member even grew a bit more. His head tilted to the right for a very brief moment, as if to examine her side once more. He howled loudly once more and his height grew by an inch, becoming even stronger and more intimidating. He seemed to have shifted to the fighting mode given the stimulus of the vampiress.It was not only his body that reacted: his entire body began to produce more of his dominating male hormones, easily contaminating the small room in the Vampire Inn.<br/><br/>And the attack came.<br/><br/>His right hand gripped her throat in a violent move, bringing her head close to his bare, hairless chest. He did not fear Alexa, neither her fangs. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. Why was she reluctant to admit it? Before she could arm her fangs, he rubbed her nostrils on his muscles, specially in mid section of his chest, a spot he had learned all the girls liked to lay their heads: that was possibly where most of his hormones were produced. Less than two seconds later, his grip was on her neck, which moved her head, so that her eyes would be facing his eyes from below.<br/><br/><strong>"Do I need to repeat?"</strong>, he asked gripping her firmly, this time willing to inflict some pain.