Maybe it was his blood, or the fact that every part of her body was alive with sensations, but Elena could not think much less chide herself for begging like that. To him. It felt too good to ruin it and so her mind melted away to be buried deep down for now. There was a moment of fear, when she felt him pull out and felt her body cling to him so that the tip of him remained inside. Such a flood of relief to know he would not deny her after having just poured her heart out into those words. His own filled her ears and gave her exactly what she needed, the permission finally to stop holding back, to let herself fall over that cliff and down into that abyss of pure bliss.<br/><br/>He slammed into her which instantly rocked her far up on the bed just to have his hands haul her back into place. Her cry was cut short when he repeated the slow withdraw, the pause and then the hard thrust that shook even her bones. He'd told her she could, her body trembled within being launched by his hips and he felt her give in, cumming hard around him. His words claimed her mind, his hands her skin, his cock her soul. She coiled up off the bed, he thrust and every word of his engraved themselves upon her heart. There was no fighting, no denial here, just pure carnal acceptance that she was his.<br/><br/>Wave upon wave of orgasm spread through his little Elena while her body accepted the full force her vampire Master indulged. The pain only served to heighten the pleasure he allowed her finally experience. It was powerful and strong and brought tears of ecstasy to her eyes. It nearly ended, when he pulled himself and a gasp out of her. The throbbing to her clit nearly sent her into a tiff as she began to buck beneath his cock with a grinding motion still longing for. It would return to her later, once everything subsided and the full amount of pain rendered, his words about earning a life as long as his own. For now, she was mewing like a kitten beneath him.<br/><br/>It stopped, when he turned her over and Elena gave a little yipe. She felt him spread her legs wide enough to reach inside and continue the abuse to her very swollen and moist lips. Had it registered that he'd painted her with his cum? If it had, she was too far gone within her own pleasure to comment. She began whimpering when his fingers simply lit her on fire again. Never had she been so needy, so greedy to experience pleasure like this before. Her face was flush down with the bed when it occurred to her that her ass was now in the air. When did that...<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"Oh!"</span>was the first audible sounding word she'd made since she'd begged and only because his fingers had just inserted into her asshole that was tight and puckering to remove them, which only served to keep them there even more, unknowingly. Elena shivered and wanted so bad to crawl off his fingers, despite the sounds now coming from her with his fingers exploring that portion of her that no man had gone before. His words registered clearly and she began to whimper again while clawing at the bed sheets now so easily stained.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffff"> </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"But Galos... <i>Master...</i>"</span>What was she trying to say? She was holding her hips up so nicely for him, so still. He watched her push herself up to be on all fours now, propping herself up to brace for she really wanted what he promised her, even if he kept those fingers in her that was causing her eyes to go out of focus and her body to experience new sensations she had thought best left alone. The man, vampire, was incorrigible but he knew damn well what he was doing. Who was lil Elena to protest against it?