He wondered if it was natural talent or an acquired one. If he peered into the link, Galos would see the excitement of learning she brought him this pleasure and the depths of emotion tied along with the act. She was showing her devotion with her mouth and it was not a faked expression. It was difficult to read him through sight so she was glad when she could feel his approval through their link, not to mention when his member flexed in her mouth. Had she displeased him, he would have taken over or stopped her completely much sooner than this. Though, she was still lacking for, when her lips finally did meet around his base, she felt her throat contort and try to close to shove him back out with the beginnings of a gag. Her eyes opened and they filled with water and that's when his hands took over once she sought to breathe.<br/><br/>He was careful to set her head back where it wouldn't bang when he slid his cock between her lips with that first thrust. His head felt the pressure of her closing throat, but pressed further and forced it open. He pulled back and was satisfied with the angle her face took for he began to continue. Dark lashes fluttered to clear her vision so she could look up at him while he used her mouth. Each time he pressed when she did not breath properly, her throat tried to close again and a sound of protest arose. It didn't matter, he continued to fuck into her throat. It forced her to figure out the timing, when to accommodate him and learned it was better to relax rather than fight it. Funny thing that, for it was just how it should have been between her and him from the start. After a few minutes that it took to give her that first lesson, he felt her tongue now slither and attempt to cling to his shaft for the time it remained inside her mouth. It eagerly met his tip and urged him now to press her against the bed. His Elena wanted this now more than before. Her protests now turned into moans. Later, he would see the small crescent shaped marks on the tops of her legs, where she'd dug her nails in nearly to the point of cutting when she couldn't push him away when she began to gag.<br/><br/>Elena had lost count of the minutes he used her mouth for his own pleasure. All she knew when he finally did pull out was how odd it felt to attempt to close her jaw. He stopped her, looking down at his Tal'ren subject and held her mouth open while tempting her with a reward. Her eyes, wet lashes and an amorous gaze, watched him poke his fang into his finger and she nearly lifted up off her heels towards it. He held her in place as he teased her with not letting her taste from him directly. Her tongue reached out of her mouth, seeking to lick any blood she could, but he kept his thumb from out of its reach. She whimpered and whined, pleading Galos with her eyes, begging him for more. He watched her throat close each time a drop fell into the open hole if her face and how her eyes would glaze over when it became absorbed.<br/><br/>He was so mean, and such a tease and she was his to torment. After all, isn't this what she asked for. Elena was near panting with frustration by the time he was done feeding her his blood. She felt lightheaded when he drew her to her feet and she moaned to feel his body against her own this close. The kiss was a surprise so at first she did not respond. It did not take long for her to melt against him when he stroked her slick folds, teasing her further. He heard the low groan of a woman so highly frustrated, it was a wonder she wasn't begging him frantically. Her eyes flashed her passion when their lips finally broke free, hers plump from sucking his cock for so long, his turning into that expression that devastated her each time she saw it.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"How high would you like my hips to go?"</span>she asked him after listening to his words tease her to the point she trembled. He knew exactly how to press her buttons, which amazed her. He hadn't touched her but once and already knew how to get her so willing. It took her a few moments to turn and use the bed to hold her weight, her legs felt weak from how wicked he'd been to her. Hands laid down upon the mattress and fingers spread before she slid her palms forward until the edge of the bed met her waist and her head was able to rest down against it. Turning to reside on her cheek, she glanced back and down while reaching to place her hands on each ass cheek.<br/><br/>Elena had eyes only for him as he saw her hips rise when she lifted onto her tip toes, stepping her legs wide. Her back arched into a wicked curve that allowed him to view how red her pussy lips had already gotten from just the rubbing of his cock along them. It was then her fingers dug into the flesh of her cheeks and she pulled them apart, spreading them wide. Wide enough to give him direct view to either of her holes.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">"Higher? I'd have to get onto the bed if you so desire..."</span>