He whimper that came after his growl only made him think shew as submitting more to him. Then her hiss only made him lick harder then before. He moved he did not move his fangs off of her skin when she spoke to him. He growled, deep, threatening. He pushed more with his fangs on her skin, only a little tiny bit of pressure away from claiming her here. His tongue licked around where his teeth met her skin.<br/><br/>He had no intention of moving from the position he was. But he could feel eyes on him, he smiled. People to know that he had taken her as his. But still he held off, pushing and teasing. His hand moved up, slipping into her shirt, his claws scratching up her skin slowly.