His lips consumed her own without mercy, as his fingers slipped inside her with maddening thrusts.
He consumed her moans and gave her his. Her hand slipped into his hair, grabbing it. A groan rumbled in his chest at the painful delight, and he nipped her lips with his fangs to repay the favour.
His thumb rubbed against her core, driving her insane. The sound of the water trickling as they moved was a rhythm to their boundless desire.
He pulled away, watching her shudder, watching she writhed over his fingers, as he continued his thrusting. Her hands slipped away from his hair to his chest, as her eyelids slipped shut and all she could say was his name in a feverish voice.
“Va–le–rick.”
He pushed his forehead against the nape of her neck, as he breathed her in. A smile played his lips, the thickness of her arousal in the air made him harden even more with desire.
He felt drunk on lust.
“Vale—rick!”
The way she called his name, by the Blood! It drove him insane.