Bethany almost whined when she heard what he said, but her stomach beat her to it, causing her to crimson before him.
"You see, your body and I are in sync." He said, smiling smugly.
"Oh please." She scoffed, making moves to be let down, but he held her firmly, not wanting to let her see his beast that was now elongated, standing in all its glory beneath her ass.
He was scared of scaring her.
"Let me down." She whined. Trashing in his grip.
"Make me." He teased with a deep voice to her ear, causing her to shiver, a faint scent to her arousal stirring his wolf.
Groaning she made a move to bite his shoulder, but he moved his head, taking her lips instead, before letting her go.
"Just wanted to let you know that if you decide to mark me right now, it wouldn't be forced." He teased against her lips. Bethany couldn't be any less red.
"I'm not marking you, butthole." She replied, scrunching her face.
