" She stretched in his arms, and he settled her even closer, so that he could revel in her slowing heartbeat. An asshole might try to claim that bodily harm would result from getting all stirred up and being left unsatisfied, but his penis was like a gun. It would still fire just fine next time, even if he left a bullet in the chamber, so to speak. "

― Ann Aguirre , The Wolf Lord (Ars Numina, #3)