"And what's wrong with that?" she asks, with a soft growl. "I thought most males preferred that; claiming the woman as theirs." She grinned over her shoulder at him. "Of course, you'd have to fight me, properly, to ensure I don't claim you as my pet." She moans again, louder, as he hits a good spot. "Of course, you may have to fight me for that, anyway. Or do I have to fight the succubus, for ownership of you?"