He didn't release his fangs from her flesh. He held it, his teeth pressed tightly into her skin, his growl was a low rumble in her ear, sending a tingling, hot sensation down to her cunt. And as he held her, as he continued the hard, deep strokes inside her.
Kaerith whimpered at the feeling of wetness sliding down her legs, she was certain it wasn’t water or c*m…it was thicker. Was it blood?
“Please, slow down…” she grasped the veinbed harder, her fingers clenching tighter around it. “I think I’m bleeding.”
Just then, something happened, and it wasn't just pain. It was... something else. An overwhelming bliss that blurred the lines between pain and a raw, primal sensation.
“Do not order me around.” The beast shrieked, throwing his head back. “You are not surviving this!”
Kaerith whimp
