All this time that she didn’t show signs of life, he blamed and destroyed himself from the inside, cursed and hated that everything turned out this way. He was too sorry that his innocent pure girl would now become a bloodthirsty creature like himself. This was not the life he had dreamed of for her.

No matter how selfish he was, her desires were more important to him than his own. But this time he had compromised his principles with regard to Thea when her own life was on the verge. He did not hesitate to make a decision and was firmly aware of the consequences that his decision could have.

He was roused from his light reverie by the touch of Thea’s hand on the base of his neck. She gently stroked his bristly skin without interrupting her meal. Raphael felt a surge of joy as the soft pads of her fingers traced a path from her cheekbone to the hollow between her collarbones. It was so tender and tender.

But it wasn’t for long. The next moment, she yanked him down, crushing him under her as if he were a helpless rag doll.

She straddled him, pinning his legs between her thighs. Her scarlet eyes radiated an incomprehensible intention that she was going to commit towards him, and Raphael could not accurately recognize this intention. On the one hand, she was evaluating him, examining him, admiring him, not hiding it on her face, but her hands tightly squeezing his neck to suffocation slightly contradicted his primary conclusions.

What was she going to do? Strangle him?

Maybe she had finally come to terms with her thoughts and realized what he had turned her into without her permission?

In any case, angry sparks ran through the scarlet pupils and Raphael involuntarily winced as her claws dug into his skin.

Thea remained motionless, with an icy gaze, a murderous look.

He touched her arm lightly. Her eyebrow arched and her head tilted slightly to the side, watching this short gesture, but the grip on his neck did not loosen.

Slowly, very carefully, without breaking eye contact, she leaned forward and stopped a couple of inches from his lips, hovering in this position.

It was completely unclear to him what exactly she was trying to do, but the answer to his unspoken question was the movement of her small pink tongue, which licked his lower lip before she captured him with her teeth, sucking and holding his lip captive in her charming mouth.

He took his hand from her palm and wrapped it tightly around the back of her head, pulling her to him and devouring her lips with all the passion that had accumulated in him for such a long time of painful separation. The last kiss wasn’t enough for him. Too little. And that will always still not be enough.

Thea moans at the onslaught of his lips and finally lets go of his neck, which is smeared with his own blood, left by her palm.

Raphael’s hands slide smoothly over her body, feeling every millimeter, drop to her waist and jerk her onto his aroused groin. Thea involuntarily begins to squirm on him, getting closer than is already possible.

She lets out another moan as he pushes his hips up, meeting her attempts to squeeze into his strong cock.

She pulls away abruptly, breathing heavily, as if she just ran a fucking marathon and won first place among all the runners participating in the race. Her gaze softened, but Raphael could still clearly see the anguish and confusion in it.

His cock continues to press against the fabric of his trousers, almost causing pain, and Thea only makes the situation worse by crawling over him as if oil had been spilled between him. It’s too hot.

He grabs her wrist, roughly and flips their positions so that she is crushed under his powerful physique. She is still as fragile and small as before, although it is worth noting that the power of the newly minted vampire is too great at first and this intrigues and inflames him even more.

Thea blinked almost innocently, fluttering her eyelashes as she watched Raphael rise above her, unbuttoning his fly. His powerful tool intriguingly sticks out and Thea unknowingly licks her lips, and then returns her tongue to her mouth, clinging to her own fangs.

It’s too unusual a feeling, but they don’t bother her a bit, as if she doesn’t even remember what it’s like to have ordinary teeth without protruding fangs.

Rafael slowly releases his cock by lowering his trousers and underwear. He strokes it, teasing Thea with an erotic look. He sees her desire, that hungry gleam unrelated to hunger, but he just keeps caressing himself and smiling cheekily.

- You don’t think that’s going to be enough for me, do you? - Thea adds with a touch of playfulness.

And when had she grown up to be so cocky with him? This caused him to chuckle slightly.

Hearing her voice was a special pleasure that made his cock literally turn to stone. He enjoyed its melodiousness, missed it.

- Do you want to touch it? - He bit the corner of his lips, revealing a seductive half–smile.

Without any hesitation, she lowers her small hand on his penis, clasping it and stroking the head with her thumb, which made Raphael wince to restrain the moan that she tried to pull out of him with a vice. He felt like a fucking lucky guy when she started running her palm along his entire length.

It’s amazing.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her focused face as she continued to do it herself, as her fingers slid up and down him, as his cock twitched in response to her stimulation.

Unable to stand it any longer, he tore her hands away from him and threw them over her head, holding them tightly with one hand. It was funny to see how she wanted to resist, but did not, tremulously waiting for him to finally take her.

His free hand ran over her bare thigh as she bent her leg at the knee and the thin fabric slid closer to her waist. A stunning sight that made his pupils flare with heat.

He worked his way further and higher, making her feel an unbearable, painfully burning sense of need for him. He inflamed her even more and did it intentionally, knowing that she had absolutely no underwear underneath and she was just waiting for him to finally enter her roughly and harshly, to the limit.

Oh, he knew all too well that being a vampire, all her senses had been heightened to the point of impossibility and now ordinary sweet sex would no longer surprise her and would not ignite so much. She, like him, wanted more, something wilder, more passionate, almost animal.

Running his fingers through the fabric of her chemise to push it higher, he accidentally touched sensitive points covered with moisture. She lifted her buttocks to meet him to prolong the feeling, but he took his hand away too quickly and grinned.

Raphael thought about it. He liked to see the desperate need for him on that sweet face, and he wanted to play with her a little longer, if only he himself wasn’t in agony at that moment. Who could just look into his head to find out how much he’s crazy about Thea, how much he wants to stick his dick in her friendly place. It was too hard for him.

His hand slid higher, cupping the tight peaks of her firm breasts. He bent down to lick it and at that moment his cock touched her wet pussy. Thea shamelessly began to rub against him, begging him to enter her this very second, and if he hadn’t gagged her with a kiss, he was sure that she would have been crying by now, begging him to release her from this torment.

Oh, he knew her too well.

It was getting harder to resist her.