<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"What I want," </span>Galos managed to say, not in the same composure that he normally held. He was different, acting on impulse and his features showed that. He didn't even have the decency at this moment to pick Karie up and take her to the bed. Her blood had ignited a primal and carnal desire in him and was stoking the flames in the same fashion that throwing gas on a house fire would have. He forced her leg open and put himself between them.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Your blood is just so...."</span>Galos attempted to get out, but instead he instinctively went to her neck. He did not bite outright, instead choosing for his fangs to scrape across her neck before his senses managed to reign him in. He had already taken a lot from her today. Anymore would be bad for the both of them.<br/><br/>Regardless, the sensation of his fangs on her neck was not enough to bring back that heavenly sensation she had felt earlier. His lips closed and he leaned back up. There was something that was literally growing into a pain that he had to deal with. Galos put Karie on the ground, putting a hand on her midsection to ensure that she would not be moving. He nearly tore his way out of his shirt as he shrugged it off of his form -save for the arm holding Karie down- and then clawed at the button and zipper of his pants. He switched his arms when the pants were undone, tossing it aside. If she was of a mind to notice, a brutal scar covered most of Galos' chest. It covered about half of it, and looked as if someone had taken a shovel and attempted to dig through him. But it seemed not to bother Galos as he walked on his further in between Karie's legs. His member was on full display, bouncing and wobbling above her snatch and stomach. Once Galos was properly out of his clothes, the take his blood addled mind set him on began.<br/><br/>With no warning, no preparation, nothing, Galos adjusted himself and shoved into Karie deep. His power was further beyond what it was in the office. He was merciless now, holding back only due to the small voice in his head reminding him that she needed to be at least functional. Once his cock was properly buried inside, Galos simply removed his hand from her midsection and shot for her wrists. He grabbed them and pinned them above her head. With nothing to even attempt to stop him now, Galos began to sate this need. Each thrust drug her along the carpet, the only thing keeping her in place was the fact that Galos was bearing down on her. There was no pause in Galos' methods and no reprieve as he took what he wanted.