ATTENTION: MATURE CONTENT!

In the middle of the night, Thea opened her eyes, feeling that her whole body was burning and it wasn’t the heat from the temperature...

The itchy feeling did not give her rest and the reason for this was the sensitive caresses of Raphael, who gently touched her already hardened nipple with his mouth while his hand circled her clitoris, sending an electric charge to her entire body to the tips of her toes.

She felt a slow penetration when one finger plunged into her sensitive pussy, followed by the second finger, making progressive movements, exciting her to the limit.

Ah... - her lips parted with pleasure when she was almost sure that she was going to come, but Raphael removed his fingers at the last moment, replacing him with his tense penis.

He pounded into her so fiercely, breathing heavily, making strange sounds almost bordering on a growl in his voice and it was so sexy that Thea was even more excited by the sounds that her ears heard.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her breasts against him, which he had just so skillfully and tremulously tortured.

If there was an opportunity to snuggle up to him even more, she would certainly have done it, because her whole gut screamed that she so lacked tactility and his touch, despite the fact that he did not limit her.

She just wanted him madly, as if she was a collector, and he was a particularly rare thing that miraculously fell into her hands.

It was selfish, but she accepted this side of herself, declaring to herself that this man would only be hers from now on. Her confidence was as solid as his cock, which confidently invaded her space, filling her and making her scream for him over and over again.

- Ah... ha.. Raf.. I can’t take it anymore... - she moaned and mumbled incoherently, writhing under him, feeling the lump of pleasure she was chasing grow.

- Come on, baby, cum for me. – he whispered, biting her earlobe, going down to her jugular cavity.

Her tight vagina was too narrow and too stimulating for him, so hot, as if it was a liquid fire, but which did not cause pain, but only warmed up inner ecstasy.

He threw his head back, trying to hide the newly bared fangs, but it was impossible, because all his vampire insides came out in all their might.

At the moment when she shuddered, tightly squeezing his penis, he finished with her, pouring his seed into her and at the same time digging his teeth into her thin neck.

Thea did not immediately understand what had happened, because the tidal wave of orgasm was too strong for her to notice a slight pain in her neck. Only a minute later she felt not so much pain as discomfort in the place where Rafael sucked her skin, licking the protruding blood.

It was so unexpected that she didn’t know how to behave at that moment, but it was clear that there was no point in pulling out, and so she gently put her hands on his back, gradually relaxing.

And only weakness after intense pleasure allowed her to feel new emotions from this contact – it was more intimate than even sex. Something that united them–their own blood, their dependence on each other.

Raphael wasn’t hungry enough to knock her unconscious or even kill her, but he felt when her hands on his back loosened their grip and it made him stop instantly. He pulled his fangs out of her skin and gently licked the open wounds until the blood stopped completely.

He pinched her chin, prompting her to look into his eyes, and in that look there was deep affection and even something more...

- I love you. – he said in full seriousness, not taking his eyes off her face, distorted with surprise.

It was completely not what she expected to hear. Not now, not so early. What can I say, until recently she doubted his feelings at all, and now he is so loudly declaring his love. Was she going crazy? Or was she dreaming?

His lips found their way to her lips and gently touched, giving warmth with the taste of her own blood. Unusually, but for an amateur, she was still not a fan of blood drinks, but she responded to the kiss with special trepidation.

- I feel that my heart belongs to you too. – she whispered between kisses, not making such loud statements as he did.

Maybe it didn’t sound as nice as his confession, but it was honest, because she still didn’t know if their life together was possible in the future. There were so many "BUTS" that she didn’t know how to overcome.

Firstly, her life expectancy is much lower, secondly, unlike Raphael, she does not remain forever young and with age her beauty will lose itself, and thirdly, he will not be able to give her offspring.

All these were such big flaws that you had to seriously think about before talking about love and the desire to live together for the rest of your life.

And even if in the future it happens that they separate, her heart will still be filled with him, but will it be love?

What is this love in general?

But she wasn’t going to give up her feelings so easily either, she just had to finish what she started first before thinking about personal problems. And if she has to use Raphael to the maximum for this, then she will do it with alacrity. She needs his help, his support.

Thea fell asleep peacefully in his arms, enjoying this warmth and the sense of security that he provided her.

It was still late at night, but Raphael couldn’t sleep anymore. And it wasn’t that she didn’t respond to his confession at all...

In principle, he did not expect anything from her, but the way her heart was tightly squeezed into a ball, as if she was being eaten up by exhaustion, did not like him and frankly strained him. Something had to be done about it. But what could he do?

He lied when he said he couldn’t give her offspring... There was one option, but whether this option would suit her remained an open question, because of those people whom he turned into vampires, only a few were happy about these changes.

He could have turned her and then it would have solved her dilemma, but then her children would also be vampires...

Raphael took a deep breath and realized that this topic was too complicated to solve alone. Maybe someday there will come a more convenient moment so that they can discuss it and come to some kind of decision.

He was just afraid of losing her, so he tried to find answers to her tormenting questions.

Pulling the blanket over her shoulders, he opened the window, letting the frosty air into the room and immediately jumped out of it, landing smoothly.

- I didn’t dare to bother you. – Marcel was sitting on a bench near the front door and smoking a cigarette. His eyes shone brightly in the darkness of the night sky.

- Can’t sleep either? - Raphael asked, coming closer and taking the cigarette from him to light it.

- The bliars have attacked the outskirts of Norland again. - Marcel gritted his teeth until they squeaked. – There are more and more of them and they are more aggressive.

Previously, he didn’t consider it a problem, rather it was just an annoying activity, but now everything has changed.

The Bliars became more powerful, stronger, faster and more aggressive, and each time the number of wounded in his pack increased exponentially.

- It looks like Lillian’s experiments are a success. – Raphael replied, exhaling smoke from his half-open lips. - It’s amazing that I haven’t met any of them yet.

- Hah, you can admire them in our prison, it’s quite a sight. Brainless creatures. I could call them victims, but for some reason they do not cause me pity. - Marcel said. – So it turns out that the girl didn’t lie about her pedigree.

- Keep your claws away from her. She has nothing to do with them. - Raphael warned him, flashing his angry scarlet eyes. – You do realize that you will have no choice but to go against Lillian, right? No matter how much you avoid everyone, she will not give you the right to a quiet life. We need to put a bold dot here, we have already discussed this.

- I’ll sort it out myself somehow, without your advice. – he muttered, clearly annoyed at what he was being persuaded to do. - Wouldn’t it be easier just to stir up this hornet’s nest by killing whoever’s behind it? This will significantly save our time and effort.

- I don’t think you can do it easily and simply. Lillian is not a fool, she probably has trumps up her sleeve, as well as allies. How many are you willing to sacrifice to rip her throat out?

Marcel lowered his head dejectedly and clutched his hair with his hands.

- Gather your werewolves in the morning. It’s time to decide... You understand that, don’t you? - Raphael said.

- They will do as I decide. - Marcel hissed, making the vampire laugh.

- Do you really believe that? It took me a couple of hours here to understand what a precarious position you occupy. Your ranks are full of rebel sentiments. - He clicked his tongue and shook his head. - How much longer can you hold them off? But most of all, I wonder how you ever got to this, mighty Alpha?

- Shove your giggles up your ass ... - Marcel’s fangs lengthened, and his eyes acquired an animal appearance.

- You bare your teeth, not when it’s necessary. No matter how furious you are right now, you know perfectly well that I’m telling the truth. - Raphael shrugged, spreading his arms out to the sides. - Stand on my side, and I will quietly solve your problem with the rebels. It will be more than funny, because some of them work for Riliya. Did you know about this?

A sly smile did not leave Raphael’s face as he enjoyed the sight of the tormented werewolf. He still couldn’t figure out when Marcel lost all his vigilance, not noticing what was happening inside the pack. Or did he notice? But then why didn’t he nip all the rebels in the bud?

Marcel had already guessed that someone from the pack was working for his enemies, but had no exact proof. Too many liars have encountered them recently and witches have been looking for support among werewolves too actively.

He was tired of tearing up the letter from Lillian and her henchmen, and apparently this was his punishment. The ranks of his pack were thinning from endless battles with the bliars and it would be foolish to deny that you can live on without doing anything.

- I need to think about everything. - he slapped his knees and stood up abruptly. – If, purely theoretically... Theoretically, I will note! If I agree to your terms, will you promise to protect Irma and our baby?

As an Alpha, he had to take care of the whole pack, but as a husband and future father, he put the lives of his loved ones above all else and this swung his scales, on which he tried to maneuver.

- It will be done. - Raphael nodded with complete seriousness. That was his promise.

Marcel was a wise ruler, which is why Raphael preferred to deal with him, despite the mutual dislike of vampires and werewolves. But now it was not at all up to personal preferences, so everyone should sacrifice some of their principles for the sake of preserving peace.

The werewolf left, and Raphael stared into the darkness for some time, noticing active movement in the distance, where the werewolves were holding the defense against several bliars.

The wind carried with it not only the frosty air, but also the smell of death.

It was restless.