Do you know who this guy is?

Still looking at the ugly expression on La Rocha's face, Damon moved his hand across Azuna's body, grabbing her slender waist and then her plump ass.

La Rocha seethed and shivered. His hands were clenched so tightly that his entire avatar was flickering in and out. It was clear that he absolutely could not stand what was going on. However, he still hadn't moved a muscle or uttered a word.

Damon smirked. He grabbed her ass again, pulling her flush against him, feeling her curves mold to his body. His other hand tangled in her flowing crimson hair, a fistful of silk, as he gently but firmly tilted her head to the side. Her slender, soft neck was exposed

Then, without hesitation, Damon leaned in, his lips finding her throat. The next second, his fangs dug in, drawing blood.

"NOOOO! Stop! You will kill her! You will kill her, you filthy human trash! How dare an insect like you lay your hands on La Rocha's possession?!"