For those long sweet moments of bliss she indulged in his embrace, in the slowing rhythm of his thrusts. Then Alexa's eyes glowed with a dim light as he spoke once more, seemingly returning to her senses. He did not granted her the pleasure of feeling his release again and this felt like a subtle offense to her, who was used to something altogether different. What reason could the werewolf have for controlling himself like that? In that moment his embrace was enough to soothe her ego, but this was something she won't easily forget, nor forgive.<br/><br/>Her fangs immediately reacted to his words. Of course she was hungry, but more than anything, the sun was about to rise. She needed sleep after this more than she needed to feed. With just as much self control as he proved earlier on, Alexa retracted her fangs and gently pushed him away from her, sliding away from the his embrace and the broken table. Everywhere she looked, there were signs of their aggressive union. "I need to head back to my room first" she said feebly, caressing his cheek. "I cannot stay awake within the day for long..." She wanted to charm him through their locked gazes once more, but she hardly had the strength to stand. What did he exactly do to her?<br/><br/>"This was..." she couldn't find a suitable word for it. His eyes told her that he knew what she was saying even so. "We'll do it again..." she said with confidence, smiling like her usual self. "Tomorrow night, after the ball." First time he caught her off guard. She did not know what to expect, she underestimated him. There won't be a second time, Alexa vowed to herself, despite the other part of her which almost melted at the thought of experiencing what just happened again. She felt uneasy due to conflicting impulses.