Her sharp canines drew blood but he didn't care, didn't stop kissing her.
He struggled to understand her words, make sense of them; he'd always held some of himself back, had to with humans who take the rough handling he was capable of, and it hadn't even occurred to him he didn't have to hold back with her.
The way she was rubbing herself against him like a cat in heat broke the last of his control. He lifted her like she weighed nothing and pushed her up against a tree, pinning her with his heavy body.