Fuck yes! (With an emphasis on the 'Fuck'!)

Any words Connor might have planned to speak died on his tongue as Meliya pressed herself against him. He had enough presence of mind to slip the ring fully onto his finger before lust claimed his mind entirely. It was rapidly becoming impossible to think of anything besides that soft, warm flesh...the delicate, gentle fingers which traced the contours of his newly muscular form. His new cock was throbbing like nothing he had ever felt before--and he had thought he knew everything about need and desire!

A primal growl poured from his lips as he caught her by the chin, pressing his lips to hers in a ferocious kiss. He had to have her, and he had to have her now.

"Yes," he said when he finally came up for air. "I think I do have a few things for you to take care of for me. For a start...."