"You're not going to ask me what I want?"
"No." He latched onto her nipple, sucking hard. "It's not relevant."
"What do you mean it's not relevant?"
Her prickly tone made him smile. "You know how our kind works. They never give up what's theirs. Do you honestly think that anything you say would make me walk away?"
"Did it occur to you that I might not want to walk away?"
Not really. His little sphinx had a lot of issues. "Are you telling me that, for once, you're going to accept a claim on you without a struggle? That you want me as your mate?"
"Well, yeah. I can't exactly struggle when me and my demon are just as gone for you and yours, can I?"
The crooked smile that always heated her blood surfaced on his face. "No, you can't." He rolled her onto her back, hiked up one leg, and drove himself deep. "All mine."
