Unbeknownst to Meri and even Markus himself, there was dragon's blood in the knight's veins. There wasn't much, certainly not enough to give him scales or wings or even claws, but there was enough to give him the powers that had scarred the lords of Londo, as well as his fellow knights, and there was plenty to make him ferocious on the battlefield. That same battlefield passion translated to something entirely different when he was alone with a woman. He became hungry, almost demanding; he took his lovers at his own pace, often completely sweeping them off their feet in a hurricane of pleasure. He made a conscious effort to go easy on Merised, but even then he was likely moving a bit too fast than she might have been comfortable with for her first time. He would slow down if he asked, but for now he was content to make her body his playground.
Markus quickly removed his tunic and tossed it aside, leaving his bare, muscled chest exposed. Markus's body was a marvel: despite his intensive training, he was devoid of any scarring and his skin was soft and smooth. This was a stark contrast to the hard, unyielding muscle beneath. The conflicting sensations created a somewhat strange effect, making Markus seem like something of a gentle giant. There was no doubt that he could move boulders with his bare hands, but those very same hands were gently and expertly caressing Merised's body, eliciting sparks of pleasure anywhere they touched. Those powerful hands reached down and grabbed Meri by the hips, picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist. Once he had her where he wanted her, his mouth found her neck and began nibbling at it while his hand snaked its way between her legs to check her readiness. A wild smile crossed his lips when he found her wanting him.
"Well, it seems you are quite the eager little thing," he murmured, his hot breath spilling over her ear and stimulating the sensitive tip. "That's very good, my sweet: a woman should always crave her husband's touch. I suspect that your loins will positively burn for me after every little brush of skin after tonight. I am going to take your maidenhood tonight, my dear, and claim you as mine. I will teach you to lose your compunctions about pleasure and to crave it instead. You will be my sun: radiant and beautiful and spreading light and joy wherever you step, though I shall be the only one to touch you without getting burned."