"Aaaaah!" the loud cry of ecstasy filled his room just as his veiny hardness hit the deepest part of her womb, forcing her inner muscles and both her legs to clench around him at the same time. It was too intense, too pleasing for Alexa to do anything else than what he asked for because what Puternic wanted was also hers to desire. She needed what he needed, she yearned for what he yearned and there was no greater union than that of their bodies and no greater clash than that of their wills.<br/><br/>It went past a win or losing game, this time Alexa understood that complying to the wishes of the man above her she had much more to gain than doing otherwise. His remarkable strength didn't allow for anything of the sort on her part either way, but just as her glamour had effect on him without stepping on his free will or enslaving his mind and senses, so did Puternic had an ability of his own, perhaps one he wasn't quite aware of yet. The calling of his body was one Alexa had to follow and the moment his lips took hers once again, his invading tongue exploring the warmth of her mouth, she eagerly allowed it without trying to seize control. It all had been about control and the vampiress was experiencing losing it for the first time and the addictive pleasure this loss brought along.<br/><br/>Every fiber within her body danced as he played, yearning for him and his touch alone, as if Puternic was the strongest drug on Earth and Alexa just took an overdose which left her wanting more. Perhaps it wasn't that far from the truth, for his scent proved inebriating from the first time they met. But there was so much more to him than his pheromones and rippling muscles and it was Alexa's pleasure to discover inch by inch and thrust by thrust what exactly that was.<br/><br/>He felt her melting beneath him, then shuddering with pleasure only to soften again, her cold skin increasingly warming up for him until she started to sweat. One by one, the watery beads began to cover her body and drip across it in rivulets, with each of his moves.  The bed creaked loudly and broke  beneath them, pulling a hearty, honest laugh out of her as she held on to him with the devotion of a lover.