Flame's eyes followed the scarlett trail addictively, sweeping down her silken alabaster chest to dip between her breasts. Lips twitching in delight, his brows shadowed pits of eyes. Fangs extending in his mouth, the brute male contracted his muscles, a rumble resonating from him and filling the air around them which thrummed and throbbed with electricity. The snarling, hungry, lustful beast within his soul prowled, lunging to take control of his body.
Mmm, he wanted more than battle and blood. Flame wanted this passionate, erotic female squirming beneath him as he sated her elegant bodice. Scraping his tongue across his canine, drawing his own blood onto his tongue. The beast let out a guttural, animalistic sound full of masculinity and violencel; none of which would intimidatethis female. But the metallically sweet taste saturated his tongue, arousing him to the deepest parts of his bones, demanding he have her pinned beneath him, no longer desiring his death, but his body... and perhaps his blood. No doubt, her blood would be sweet, thick and erotic, dancing with his senses in a deadly dance of naked bliss.
"So eager." He chuckled, tsk-ing under his breath. "Shall we skip the foreplay Beauty?" He murmured seductively, tilting his head with crooked smile, wet locks falling around his eyes. Stopping suddenly, Flame hissed in his breath deliberately in appreciation of the woman's body, his eyes darting from her sizable breasts to her bountiful curves and cocked hip. Slowly approaching her with a deadly lope, he knew she would not retreat, his pedator's stance no threat to her confidence. Even his beast growled in satisfaction at the idea of her dominating him in a fight; Flame would not go easily. Silence filled the forests with electricty as he stopped mere inches from the female's luxious flesh. In all honesty, Flame had no real resentment for the female.
Yet he wanted her blood melding with his on Flame's tongue.
"Mmm" He murmured, tilting his head to expose his throat to her, gouging her reaction. Licking his lips in anticipation, a grin curving his lips and exposing his teeth; No, he would not submit to her whims... but they would play.