She arched and clawed his abs again, leaving angry red marks in their wake. Her legs were trembling, as was the rest of her. But she smelled so good, tasted so good.
He kept working her, wanting her to finish as hard as she could. He couldn't hold out for much longer, so he stepped it up. He worked his tongue iver her faster, and moved to carress her thighs.
He suddenly slams her down and cries her name out as he uses every ounce of strength he had to not only move her to his liking, but to keep himself from transforming then and there.
He pants hard and slams her down again and again, his breathing getting short and rough. "G-Gott verdammt, Aileen, y-you feel so good." He snarled, reaching to run his fingers in circles over her clit.
He roars and bucks hard, moving her onto the bed and slamming deep into her as fast as he possibly can. He latches onto her breast and suckles roughly, his hair falling into his face. His breathing was ragged, and god, even after all this time, he was still able to stretch her to her limit.
He gasps and nearly howls as he slams down to the base and empties an utterly massive load into her, crying her name out. It was thick, it was hot, and it was spilling from her. But he was nowhere near being done.