Meri didn't much want to think about death in any way, shape, or form. It was something that would not happen for many years and so it could be pushed aside for other, more pressing thoughts and concerns, like the taste of his skin or the growl he let out at her attentions. Those were important. The future would wait.
The fast movement and the ripping of her panties didn't shock her as much as it might some others. He was her mate and he wanted to claim her again. The biting and pressure just showed that. Her body responded instantly, her back arching a tiny bit to show him she wanted the same as he did.