Essek no longer reacts with astonishment to being told that he is loved, but it is still not very long since he did. He lets those words and the emotion conveyed through their bond fill his heart, reminding him of what is important. He'd never imagined someone could see and understand him and still love him so completely. Feeling the proof of it is humbling. He opens his mind to send that in return, along with his own love, so strong he was frightened at first of feeling so much. He isn't afraid anymore.

The mischief in in his tone as he assures him he'll try makes Essek smile, though it quickly becomes a smirk as he's nudged onto his back again, knees pushed open to let the great wolf take his place between them. He likes this. There is power and control in the way Percival looms over him, and security in the way he's framed between his legs.

"I know you will, dear one. I am yours," Essek purrs.

It thrills him to put himself on lewd display for this massive, gorgeous creature. With his legs spread and his cunt still wet enough to glisten in the light of the fire, he must look completely debauched. He ought to be terrified of a powerful, deadly beast like this. Most would be. But this is his husband, and Essek feels only arousal in place of fear. Heat throbs through him, and he slips a hand between his thighs to trace two slender fingers up and down his slit until they linger on his cock to rub some stiffness into it.

"All yours. I only want to satisfy you."