She looked serious. He considered that for a second and decided she was right. In the eyes of his mother's people she was his. He had her and that meant she had him. "Why did you not fight back?" he asked. Jasmine shrugged. "Any sane Human woman would have fought back and obviously your wife did, so I thought I'd do the opposite and see if something else happened." Norik nodded, that actually sounded like a logical explanation. "And I figure if Lyrissian women want to mate, they'd go along with it. Something tells me they're built a bit better to handle it though," Jasmine said and looked at his neck. He put a hand to his ridges. They were hard almost like an exo-skeleton and on a full Lyrissian, both male and female, they would be tougher still. "Yes," he agreed. "They are stronger too. If you had been a full blooded female I probably would not have survived, if you had rejected me." "It's quite animalistic, isn't it?" Jasmine asked as she pulled her knees up to her chin. "Primal. Is it always like that?" "No," he said.
