Her eyes were tightly closed as she moved against him. The small moans constant with almost every thrust. Her right arm had moved down to his chest, the hand gently resting against his skin. The other hand continued to claw against his back, small trails of blood being left in their wake.<br/><br/>The pressure was building, increasing, growing. She was finding it very hard to stay focused on him. Though, his words continued to repeat in her mind.<span style="font-style: italic">Bite him when I come. I have to bite him.</span>Every kiss he place on her neck only added to the almost agonizing growth of her next orgasm. There was a slight hitch in her breath as she stiffened for a second. The feeling left quickly though. A growl of frustration overtook the feline as her nails dug deep into Tarrok's already raw flesh from where she had been clawing.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"It's...coming,"</span>she moaned out, her eyes tightly closed.<span style="color: mediumpurple">"Tarrok...I..."</span><br/><br/>Just before her small body twisted in pure bliss, her head dropped forward. Fangs barred, Aiko bit into his shoulder. She bit into it hard enough that her teeth easily punctured his skin as her body wracked in the ecstasy of their union. Her body shuddered and shook, electricity going through her entire body as she clamped down upon his thick member. Her bite loosened for a brief second just to speak again.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"Unnnnnnng. Tar-rok...."</span><br/><br/>She bit down again though, a different spot, her fangs sinking into his calloused skin as if it was nothing. Her claws sank deep into his other shoulder. The iron taste of his blood hit her taste buds. Aiko found herself loving the taste. She quickly decided she would clean his wounds once his release came.