The sound of her pain coming to his ears, but this time it was not met with the same feelings. This time she deserved it fully. She saw her just sitting there, baring her neck to him, and he just growled at that. He now knew that he was going to have to force her to submit to him all of the time. He almost purred at that idea. But all of his thoughts disappeared as he felt her hand on him, just holding him there. It was not pushing him away, or pulling him more. It was almost like wanting him to stay, to not move at all. He thought that would have been nice, but his body, his blood, his need boiled to take her now. He pulled out of her slowly, letting her feel his length, one inch at a time. Then he slammed into her powerfully again.<br/><br/>He could not really hold onto his form much anymore. It was slipping to his other. His claws became thicker, and sharper. His skin became harder, all of that but the palms of his hands, his stomach, and his cock. His wings ripped out of his back, and they started to flutter. His fangs grow longer, sharper, but so did the rest of his teeth, showing off that he was a hunter, a meat eater. His tail grew out, it was thick and muscular, like the rest of his body. It flicked from side to side. The time of it was a razor sharp scale that could cut through almost anything at all. His horns grew out of his forehead. Unlike the rest of his body taking on a red color, his horns here black. In the dragons clan, horns were important. It was said that the color and size of them could determine the strength of the dragon.<br/><br/>He looked over her body, to the other side of the bed to see a full body mirror. He smiled as he saw his full from, her body impaled around his cock.