Nikolai gasped as Lilith arched her hips against him, finishing the job.  Now he was fully buried in her soft flesh, and she was utterly impaled on his hard member.  Nikolai felt quite impressed that she’d managed to take it all.  But then, Lilith seemed to be full of delightful surprises. Smiling, Nikolai gazed down at the glorious body lying beneath him, knowing that it was now completely in his power -- with the smallest motion, he could send shockwaves of pleasure rushing through her.  But for a moment, Nikolai simply remained still, enjoying the lull before the storm.  “You are such a treasure,” he murmured, stroking Lilith’s face.  “And I am such a lucky man.”<br/><br/>Then Nikolai bent forward, once again exploring Lilith’s throat with passionate kisses.  And when he found the perfect spot, where her blood flowed hot beneath the skin, he clamped his mouth to it.  Swift and smooth, two fangs pierced deep into her flesh.  But Nikolai didn’t yet drink.  Instead, he simply used his fangs to anchor him in place as he began moving inside Lilith -- slowly at first, but steadily picking up the pace as his own desire drove him onward.  The feel of Lilith’s flesh, wrapped so tightly around his own, was making Nikolai burn with pleasure unlike anything he’d ever experienced before.  Craving more and more, Nikolai pounded into her until the bed bounced and creaked beneath them.