Victor shut the door to his room and he set her down, letting her stand a moment as he lit a fire in the fireplace, the wood and kindling already prepared and in moments a warm glow was cast throughout the room. Turning to her he wanted to tear her clothes off and ravage her like the beast he was, and yet the human side of him knew that a gentle touch would garner more trust and draw her to him.
Moving to her he began to slowly undress her, his hands strong and sure as they moved, trying to assuage her trembling. He could hear her heart in her chest, fluttering behind her ribs like a caged bird, and he whispered to her. "I will not hurt you my love." he said, and dropped the last remnants of her clothing so that she was bare before him, her pale perfect breasts calling to him to be touched, suckled and kissed, and the smell of her sex permeating his senses, begging to be licked and nuzzled.
Then it was his turn and Victor undressed as well, soon standing before her, bare and unashamed. His manhood hung between his legs, already growing in anticipation of the mating, and Victor lifted her again, skin on skin, her softness like a siren's call, and he carried her to the bed.
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Marko loved how she would swivel her hips and his cock was coated with her juices, and soon he could take it no longer and reached down between tem to guide his cock into her tight sheath, pulling her down and filling her with that thickness in one movement, her tight cunt squeezing him as he pulled her down into a heated kiss, claws extending from his hands in his passion and his hips rising, urging her to ride him, to fuck him.