She'd fight him until the end, and Mab was in general a quiet lover, so the most he managed to drag out of her was a groan in her throat. However, physically she couldn't stop natural responses. She knew she was moving into his touches, even if it was slight. She knew herself well enough to know she wouldn't be able to control it forever. So she'd cover her bases so to speak.

"I'm growing impatient, Sun God." It wasn't a lie, and it was a statement that allowed her to be demanding without losing ground.