Seven could not help the laugh that bubbles free of her lips. Force her? That would mean she didn't want to be punished. It excited her to think that he would physically attempt to put her in her place. His words were like chum in shark infested waters. She simply wanted to devour him whole and see what kind of response it would invoke from the wolf.

The sting of his bite causes a wanton moan to escape her control. Her lashes flutter close and her breath hisses between her teeth. Didn't he know that some woman enjoyed the feel of teeth upon flesh? That it stroked the flames of desire and just made her want to earn more of them? Goddamnit.

"You want, want, want. Are you too afraid to take? If all you are capable of is wanting then find yourself another trinket. I find myself bored by those who desire but do nothing to quench their hunger." Seven curls her lip, taking steps away from the wolf. She may crave him but she would not lower herself to lay with a coward.

"I won't beg for your touch Ivar. I will not beg for the opportunity to taste you or to feel your hot breath upon my skin. You speak of taking what you wish but I find you all talk and no actions. Are you not a wolf and I your prey?" she cocks a brow before turning away from him.

Seven angles her frame to walk around him. She has no use for someone who is not going to do more than blather. She desires someone who is willing to take what they want and not simply proclaim it to all ears who are listening.

"What a shame. You had such a divine taste."

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