Dracula smirked as he pulled away from the kiss, his eyes raking over her flawless skin, he uttered a lowly growl as she straddled him. The teaser in this was Katrina's skirt,  it exposed so much yet little. His eyes drifted down her body and back up. He loved how perfectly the light hit this stunning creature's flesh, attention returned to the alluring lips of Katrina, attacking them hungrily. He slowly leaned forward on her as he bite down on the bottom lip pushing them both down on to the couch. This time he was hovering over her. Dracula let his hands roam free and soon they find their way up Katrina's shirt, stroking the soft skin that was hidden by her clothing. A few minutes after his hands invading her shirt he slipped off all clothing on her upper body. Dracula fought back impatient urges to strip away all clothing and slip inside his long-awaiting maiden. She had been waiting for him a while, he shouldn't keep her waiting. At the same time he had a safety net, Katrina stated everything belonged to him. So rushing seemed bad.<br/>Dracula wanted to take his time, this moment wasn't to be wasted, every second that ticked by was leading to the climax of this scene. Releasing Katrina's lip, he took a deep breath calming his nerves and urges, then leaned down over Katrina's breast. He slowly licked the smooth pink nipple  being careful not to sink his teeth into her, he slowly closed her mouth around her breast.