He wasn't expecting the howl, but it made his eyes light up, softly glowing golden as he looked down at her.

His name being said like that was like a physical blow and as soon as she started moving, all thoughts of being a gentleman and what that meant went out the window. He wanted her. He wanted to fuck her, and he was.

His body knew what it wanted even if he'd been mulling things over, his hips pressing in before drawing out, then hitting back against her again. He started out fast, too needy to do anything slower as he leaned in and bit at her throat. So wrapped up in the moment was he that it didn't occur to him that he'd just lost his v-card. He was too immersed in feeling how good she felt around him. How hot she was, how easy it was to slide into her because she was so wet.