She was slowly losing this battle of wills, even as she contemplated how to get the upper hand on him. His hand opened her shorts and moved in to cup her and she moaned loudly as his finger slowly slipped inside her. As his thumb moved against her, Leighton moved her hips in conjunction with his ministrations. She and her wolf were at odds at the moment, as they battled in her head, trying to decide what they would do. Having sex with the enemy wasn't exactly going to have Areo quaking his boots at the thought of her threats.
"This...isn't...going..to happen..." she gasped as she released her hold on him and moved as quickly as she could off of him, a gasp coming from her lips as she wretched herself away from his hand. She was on her feet, back to the sink, staring down at him, breathing heavily, the wolf riding her hard to continue what they had started. The sexual energy between them had raised her own healing abilities, and the more shallow wounds on both of them had closed up. Her eyes moved back down to the Alpha, her eyes lingering on lower parts of his anatomy, impressed at the sheer size of him. Which had her thinking of how amazing it could be if he threw her up against the wall and took her anyway, or bent her over the sink, powerless to do anything but accept him, as her wolf wanted him to do. Leighton had to close her eyes to regain some shred of control over her very thin self control, which was fast retreating, and she would be screwed if he touched her again with their combined power and sexual energy riding them both so close to the full moon.