"Then take away that choice, give me incentive to give into your games," Ren offered with a snarl, and he pushed at her magic again, testing its strength, but the hold was strong and he grit his teeth against it with a dark grin.
Loving the rather hard bite to the neck, he watched her and licked his lips, "You are correct, it is good to know your opponents..." He looked down at her breasts, at her body, breathing out heavily as she stroked him still, laying his head back while he watched her, "Perhaps then, yes, I do desire you, I desire to taste you as you come, again and again, until you've become desperate for me to fill you--then to feel, in the throes of passion, your strong orgasm as you come against me, squeezing, tight, wanton... finally letting me spill my own seed in you, feeling your muscles milk me for every last drop."