Galos did not bother with an answer Elena's question. Her blood was affecting him already. Perhaps he drank a bit too much, or his body was already reacting to multiple drinks from her. Either way, he had a goal in mind. Pushing open her legs, Galos crawled into position over Elena. His hands went to either side of her body, standing as pillars right next to her shackled arms. He adjusted himself, letting the head of his cock trail against her flesh as he searched for her wet core without using his hands. It was unintentionally teasing in a way, as those few seconds of searching immediately evaporated when his cock found it's sleeve. But this time, he was different. Instead of a rough and powerful thrust deep within Elena, Galos slowly and sensually allowed his cock to slide into her depths. His head leaned down as he began to pull out, kissing the bite mark he had left on her neck. Every passionate kiss on her flesh was in line with each purposeful thrust. Every thrust was powerful, but far from rough. The methodical approach he was taking was something entirely different from the fast, loose, and otherwise rough poundings she was used to.<br/><br/>Eventually, his kisses had led to her breasts and his thrusts had built up a proper pace for them to thoroughly enjoy the moment. He nipped playfully at her nipple whenever he withdrew from within her. After a handful of thrusts, this nipping was soon replaced with something else entirely. His teeth -not his fangs- gripped the nipple between them and began to roll it about under the semi-sharp teeth. His thrusting slowed ever so slightly as he did so. As he began to lift his head, nipple still in his mouth, Galos' pace began to pick up once more. Once her breast was as far as it could go without causing major pain, Galos held her there, continuing to roll her nipple between the press of his teeth.<br/><br/>With one powerful thrust that reached deep and slammed roughly against her inner wall, Galos released her breast. He did not pull out and instead one of his hands went in between them and began to aggressively massage Elena's clit. A smile played across his lips as he began to move his hips in a circular motion, stirring Elena's insides.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"> "Tell me what you want, my little Elena,</span>" Galos said, teasing out the last three words of that sentence.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Tell me exactly how dirty of a little obedient slave you are."</span>Galos was set that he would not continue until she gave him exactly what he wanted to hear. Doing so would bring them back to that powerful, methodical fuck they had started this round, albeit at a quicker pace.