What was she..stupid? Didn't she realize it was Toho. The lycan shook his head, his muscles tensing as he listened to her outraged scolding. Yet, all he could see where those pale thighs..curvy and athletic, they looked as though they'd never seen the sun before. He found himself longing to touch them, growling as he leaned a bit closer. Why was this damn foreign whore being so difficult?<br/><br/>He leaned in, his mind intending to again to try and stroke her cheek reassuringly, but his body instead chose to wrap those clawed fingers around her neck. He could feel her pulse racing as those leathery pads pressed against her flesh. Her angry words, her punches and kicks while he'd been carrying her..all had set off a reaction in his body that his human mind was finding difficult to wrest control over.<br/><br/>He moved closer as he squeezed her throat firmly, pressing his nose against her cheek and sniffing greedily. Her fear, her perspiration, her blood..all were serving to further confuse things. And that cleavage, those perfect thighs were beginning to arouse a more base need in him. His hot tongue slipped out to rub slowly over her blushing cheek as he leaned closer.