Nikolai couldn’t believe that Lilith was actually urging him on.  He couldn’t believe that she wanted him to climax and trusted him enough to risk the full force of his sexual frenzy.  No lover had ever cared about him like that, not even when he was still human.  Nikolai wished he could tell Lilith how deeply he appreciated it.  He wished he could tell her how well she was doing, how brave she was being, and how thoroughly he would reward her once this was over.  But the madness building inside him stole all his words.  He could only moan her name, over and over like a desperate mantra.<br/><br/>Harder and harder, Nikolai slammed their bodies together.  The bed’s headboard banged against the wall in time to his thrusts, and a pillow toppled onto the floor.  Lilith’s breasts were bouncing like large rubber balls.  It felt fantastic.  But still, it wasn’t quite enough.  Frustrated, Nikolai seized Lilith, dragging her to the edge of the bed.  Standing up, he placed her ankles on his shoulders, then grabbed her hips and resumed his pumping.  This angle allowed him deeper penetration, as well as more control -- held in his relentless grip, she was as helpless as a flesh doll.  His own private fuck puppet.<br/><br/>Wave after wave of pleasure washed over Nikolai, drowning him in a storm of ecstasy unlike anything he’d ever experienced before.  And finally, just when he thought he couldn’t survive another minute, the pressure building inside him finally reached its breaking point.  Roaring with elation, he exploded into Lilith, filling her with multiple bursts of his seed.