She saw the opening as he pushed forward to make a strong hit to her chest. A feral grin and she was smoke, pulling through him in that instance and solidifying behind him, teeth sharp and biting into his neck, as her clawed fingers tore into his shoulders to hold him there. Her legs were hugging his taller frame to keep her close to his pulse.<br/><br/>She bit down, breaking his tough ass hide, and claiming his body for her own personal toy. She could remove the mark later, but for right now...it said he was HER bitch. It wasn't enough, but by then there was a crowd at his narrow door, and strong fingers pulled her off the dragon's back, her growling the whole way.<br/><br/>The man holding her gazed his black eyes at the woman, then back at the dragon with amusement. "Someone clean him up."<br/><br/>(Let me know if you want more before she gets pulled off. ^_~)