ATTENTION: MATURE CONTENT!

Thea shook her head desperately, just so he wouldn’t do it again. She couldn’t deny that it was too fine a line between pain and pleasure that she could still endure, but she didn’t want to count on more, so she gave him the answer he was waiting for.

Rafael’s smile was honest and frank, without any embellishments, he reflected his gratitude for accepting him as he is, but this could not make his lust loosen its grip for even a fraction of a second. On the contrary, her submissiveness, her trembling and excitement in such a defenseless form, which she showed lying under him, spurred Raphael even more.

His hand touched the corner of her eye, brushing away a single tear that had escaped, and then he bent down, taking her nipple in his mouth, playing with it, teasing, loving and deifying.

Thea’s breasts were small, but he could not take his eyes off her from the shape, from the soft pink shade that her skin left from the touch of his hands, from the elasticity and softness.

He was kneading her breasts, squeezing the nipple of the other hand with his fingers, rolling it and alternating squeezing and soft stroking, while his mouth tormented the other breast, driving Thea into a frenzy.

Having brought her nipples to full tension, he sat up, assessing the result of his labors and ran his tongue over his lower lip, after which he bit her, enjoying the view before his eyes.

Meeting their eyes, Thea suddenly became embarrassed and turned her head to the side, simultaneously trying to cover her bare, excited breasts with her hands, but for Raphael, whose reaction was faster, this was completely unacceptable. He caught her hands in the air and blocked them, squeezing her wrists and throwing them over her head.

- A-a-a, who is so naughty here? Don’t move! - he shook his index finger in front of her face and immediately gave her lips another passionate kiss, which she accepted with full responsiveness, taking his assertive tongue into her mouth and absorbing his hot breath, weaving it with her own. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The quiet room no longer spread the sound of crackling coals in the fireplace, now there were creaks of the sofa, the sounds of wet kisses, interspersed with the moans of Thea.

She completely dismissed the idea that she and Rafael were indulging in such frank things in Marcus and Irma’s living room. Now it was her absolutely unimportant problem, while the main problem was the incredible maddening itch of desire there... between her legs.

She tried to snuggle closer to Raphael, awakening him to pay attention to this thirsty point in her body, but he seemed to tease her even more, touching absolutely all places except her femininity and at that moment she wanted to bite him.

And she did it. As soon as their lips touched again, she forcefully clamped his lower lip between her teeth, taking him hostage, not letting go. She ran her tongue over his clamped lip and noticed how his pupils dilated, and a growl came out of his throat.

He jerked sharply, not giving Thea a second to prepare for this maneuver, so she involuntarily tore the skin on his lips with her teeth, causing them to bleed. The irises of Raphael’s eyes seemed to turn even redder from the smell of his own blood, but his smile said that this was his plan from the beginning.

He returned his lips to the place where they should be and Thea felt the warm, slightly salty blood of Raphael spread on her lips.

He shared his blood with her, as if it was a sign of their union, that now they share the same blood, but what Thea did not know was that Raphael’s blood increased endurance and at that moment the corners of Raphael’s lips imperceptibly flew up in anticipation.

In the interval, when Thea was actively gasping for air, trying to restore the volume of her lungs after a long kiss, Raphael tore his shirt on his chest, causing the buttons to scatter on the floor. Slowly, as if playing with her eyes, he began to take off his shirt, exposing his toned shoulders, broad muscular chest, sinewy arms with visible veins.

Thea bit her lip, feeling that she was falling even further into the abyss of lust, but she couldn’t deny that this view was so sexy that her imagination had already taken off more than just shirt.

She stretched out her hand, touching his steel-hard abs, and this time Raphael did not stop her movements, but even vice versa. He put his palm on her hand, moving it all over his body, making it clear to Thea that she has nothing to be shy about and she has every right to him, to all of him.

He felt an uncertain tremor in her hand, but she did not recoil, but steadfastly accepted this test when he lowered her hand to the edge of his trousers, prompting her to help him with this disturbing detail.

Her eyes wandered briefly, trying to make sure that it was she who should do it, but at one moment he got up and grabbed her by the edge of her trousers, pulling them off in an instant, leaving her in only her underwear.

- See? It’s not difficult at all. - he smiled, standing in front of her. – Try it.

Thea took a shuddering breath, trying to calm her heart and the next moment rose from the sofa, facing Raphael. She bit her lip every now and then, calming her inner nervousness.

Her excitement was taking on new shades. It wasn’t a desire to stop everything and run away from the fright that she would lose her virginity. No. It was the excitement of how much she wanted him at that moment. It was the excitement of appearing too depraved in his eyes, although she couldn’t be called depraved in principle, but her actions made her doubt.

He nodded curtly, without breaking their eye contact, and his hands descended on her buttocks, squeezing them and pulling her to him so hard as to tear another moan from their lips. His erection could not find release from tight trousers without Thea’s help, and he even more actively encouraged her to take off his trousers, crashing into her with his groin.

With clumsy movements, Thea’s thin fingers caught on a thick leather belt and she pulled its tip, causing the buckle to slip out with a clink.

She could feel Raphael’s breath stirring the hair on top of her fair head as he stood in trembling expectation, not hurrying her and not saying a word.

Thea unbuttoned the gold button on his trousers and immediately her eyes darted up, receiving approval in the correctness of what she was doing. And when he gave her another silent nod, she pulled her trousers down.

Then Rafael did not hesitate and helped her to finish this easy task as soon as possible. And now his liberated size was no longer bound by anything but underwear.

Raphael picked up Thea in his arms, holding her tightly under the ass, squeezing her buttocks, pressing her to his groin and in an instant they disappeared from the living room and ended up in the guest bedroom.

He had been feeling her nervousness for a long time, especially when she involuntarily glanced at the front door. And although his vampire hearing was very sharp, it did not give her comfort, so he decided that it would be easier for her to relax in this room, especially since he did not want to rush with her.

Not today.

Today he was going to show her more than what he had shown her before.

This will be her initiation into adulthood.

He threw her on the bed, which creaked sympathetically. His gaze was focused on her, on her bouncing breasts, on how she timidly pushed her legs together, on how she bit and licked her swollen lips, sticking out her little tongue. Oh, that tongue of her.

The sight of him drove Raphael crazy, he wanted to penetrate her mouth again, find her tongue there and suck it, pulling even more moans out of Thea’s mouth. But this timidity of hers was nothing compared to her own heartbeat, which caressed his ears and let him know what kind of expectation she was in.

And how long has his girl grown up like this? His clumsy little princess, who was too shy before and now, hiding behind the same shyness, her heart does not lie to him, talking about her true need for him.

He liked the reaction he caused in her, it amused his ego.

The more Raphael stood in front of her like that, the more that time turned into an eternity for Thea. She was squeezing her legs, but not from excitement, but from the fact that her panties were already soaked through with her own juices. It made her feel embarrassed, but even more so she felt a throbbing down there that needed comforting. But Raphael just stood there and watched, which made Thea incredibly angry.

- Please... - she drawled faintly, biting her own lips. – Raf...

The muscles in Raphael’s jaw twitched at what Thea had called him. It was familiar to hear from Amanda, but from Thea’s mouth it was like something intimate, like something intimate, and it made his gaze darken even more.

He tried to do everything slowly, unhurriedly, to let Thea get used to it, not wanting to scare her, but she provoked him from time to time, making his composure waver like a reed in the wind.