He growled at the nip and snatched one of her hands away from his chest to pin it against the wall with his opposite hand--mostly to get it out of the way. His other hand stroked down her side, then back up, firm and demanding against her. Another growl and his fingers curled in the neckline of her shirt, claws extending just enough to give him cutting power to slice it off of her. His mouth didn't move from hers, though, kiss almost punishing in its force, nipping back.