It was difficult to relax when Keida's eager limb was lodged so deeply within her. As he rolled his hips to finally sheath the whole of himself inside her, he found himself coated in the blood of her now torn maidenhead. He'd taken all of her before Cain could so much as grace her lips with a lover's kiss, and Haley (naive and in pain), was too blind to see the smug satisfaction in his eyes or notice the way his lips curled up into a delectably dark smile.<br/><br/>Instead, her fingers held his shoulders tight as she continued to whimper into his chest - a response to the rending of her purity. There was a warm and sticky feeling between her legs, where her blood and wetness mingled with Keida's own lust. He was nice enough to comfort her, and hungry for affection, Haley pressed against him as he continued to roll his hips into hers. He found a steady rhythm that set her insides on fire and her walls continued to clench tightly as if to expel the offending limb. "It's hot," naive girl. A warmth was building up inside, so when Keida asked if she was feeling better, she nodded hesitantly. It was hard to describe when her friend was thrusting into her.<br/><br/>Thank you for kissing me, kind words at first glance but they brought a rush of guilt through her. Haley might have chosen to dwell on the feeling had he not lifted her off the counter and into his strong arms. He kept her legs around him and Haley's teeth sunk into her bottom lip as Keida speared into her. Her fingernails dug into his back as her inner seemed to stretch to accommodate him. It was an intoxicating kind of pain. advice, she brought one hand to her mouth and bit down on her fingers to distract herself from the burning between her legs.<br/><br/>Keida complimented her tightness then, but the need to impress was gone. Instead, Haley felt sick. Would Cain know she'd been with another boy? Would there be any signs? Ironic, her body was responding to all of Keida's advances, but her heart continued to yearn for the boy across the street. She was thinking of Cain when she was laid on the floor, a disheveled angel or discarded clothes. "Will Cain know I was with somebody else?" Silly girl, scalding with her words, the very predator who held her in his jaws. The predator's sinewy body seemed to radiate heat as he slipped into place between her splayed  legs. He was inside her again and they seemed to fit together like pieces of a puzzle. Haley winced at his less gentle thrusts and she reacted by reaching out to lock her hands behind his back.<br/><br/>"Keida, It still hurts a little," she whispered. "Is it okay if we continue to take it slow?" It was better, but the sensation was still foreign. She didn't know that bringing up Cain during the heat of the moment could possibly anger him. Foolish, foolish little fly.