Her somewhat off-handed swing connected with his powerful square jaw and he smiled, shaking off the weak blow though it had been a hard one. He could taste the coppery taste of his own blood trickling inside his throat and along the outside of his mouth. He was pleased to see her seemingly come to her senses. He moved his elbow directly between her shoulder blades and he leaned forward, most of his weight pushing her down, hopefully pinning her to the table… “What is it wench...? Where is your protector goddess now…?” he asked as his other hand tried to grab her swinging wrist to pull her back… She fought like a mad woman and he liked it...<br/><br/>All the while his tip fought to enter her fully… “This is what I expected of your kind bitch... and good and honest fight..." he said grinning  pulling his hips slightly back, then he jerked his body forward, pushing hard hoping to take from her what no man would ever be able to take again... All the while he continued to try and take her wrist with one hand while attempting to pin her to the table...<br/>