The sinister idea of teasing Morgana by making her wait for what she truly craved had crossed Fen's mind, but another moment of consideration made him decide that likely would have come at the price of a new couch since the current one probably wouldn't survive the fallout.  Plus, the sight of the vampiress' vulnerable rear and scent of her arousal in the air was far too irresistible for him to successfully pull it off anyways.  His dark red canine phallus pulsed in time with his heartbeat as he drew his hips back to position himself, surges of excitement and desire making the anthro virtually shake with desire.  It only took a moment for the crown of his cock to find its way between Morgana's nether lips that quivered as though trying their hardest to draw him in deep and suckle out his precious seed.  Her blunt words were clear that she was not looking for him to ease in or take his time.<br/><br/>Without ceremony, Fen buried himself to the hilt in Morgana's soaked mound with one powerful thrust that ended in a wet slap as his pelvis slammed against her firm ass.  The resulting surge of pleasure lit up every nerve in his body forcing a breathless moan to explode from his lungs.  He had known that she was wet, but he hadn't expected to be able to slide so smoothly into her wonderfully tight pussy.  It only took him a moment to recover enough to withdraw his length until only the crown was enveloped by her velvety walls before ramming it in just as forcefully as before.  With that second thrust Fenris got the motion down and curled his hands around Morgana's hips before repeating the motion at a fervent pace that his inborn familiarity with the position made entirely natural for him.  Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over him as he pounded the vampiress raw with thrusts that took him from tip to root in quick order eliciting moans and yiffs of delight from the canine.