Kara melted into Hallbjorn's kiss, and then smiled with pleasure when he called her his perfect, good girl. It filled her with warmth inside to know that she had pleased him. As he picked her up in his arms, Kara rested her head in the crook of his neck. Her arms draped over his shoulders and her feet swayed as he carried her. Kara whispered softly to him, “I still prefer it when you touch me.”<br/><br/>She felt perfectly cradled against his chest, and felt no urge whatsoever to move. The hot water hit her body with all of those pulsing jets, and it felt delicious. Her hair was soon wet with strands sticking to her throat. Kara smiled when Hallbjorn shifted her to one arm so he could wash her. She loved that he was not about to set her down, and she had no fear that he would drop her.<br/><br/>When he used his soapy hand to wash her face, she giggled happily, then shut her eyes and her mouth so no soap would get in. The bite marks on her shoulder and neck were already healed, so she felt no sting from the soap. As Hallbjorn tended to the rest of her, she kept her gaze on his face. He loved her. His actions said it loud and clear. Hallbjorn had told her that he loved her, and it was things like this that reminded her and showed her again and again.<br/><br/>His hand was quick when it washed her sensitive parts, saving Kara from being filled with a burning need for him yet again. She still felt languid and sleepy, but a bit of strength returned to her. Kara quickly realized that Hallbjorn was still hard. She'd never heard of anyone having stamina like him, and wondered if it was something immortals could do. It seemed like so long ago when he didn't allow himself to grow hard for her, and now that he was letting her see how she affected him, Kara wanted to soothe the ache he must be feeling.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn only set her on her feet when he washed her lower half. Kara braced herself by putting her hands on his shoulders. The position afforded her the stunning view of his back through his wet hair and how his muscles danced just beneath his skin with each movement.<br/><br/>He stood up before her, and his hands on her face had Kara closing her eyes briefly to indulge in his touch. But his next words had her opening her eyes and looking down his body, to his very impressive length. Kara licked her lips and felt her fangs growing. She looked back up at Hallbjorn and smiled, “I will always have room for you, and I will always be greedy for more.”<br/><br/>With his hands delving into her hair, Kara slowly lowered herself to her knees before him. Her hands moved up to grasp his thick member and bring the crown of it to her lips. Kara's tongue flicked out to lick the slit. The urge to lick it more had her looking up at him with a lopsided smile. “Its hard to refrain.” In fact, she would have given into her urge if she had not been so tired. But nothing would get in the way of her tasting him, and bringing him relief.<br/><br/>Kara scraped her fangs along the thick head of him, and then did so once more. After that, she had no more teasing in her. She wanted to drink him down. Kara's lips sealed around the tip of his length, and her fangs slowly sank into his flesh. Blood filled her mouth, and was soon joined by Hallbjorn's seed.<br/><br/>With her first swallow, Kara's own release sizzled through all of her veins. Her hands squeezed him more tightly as she cried out against his flesh, and then she was swallowing again, and it caused her release to last longer, until her legs grew wobbly. Still, Kara drank Hallbjorn down greedily as she lavished in the taste of his blood and seed mixed together on her tongue.<br/><br/>Her release had robbed her of all her strength, but Kara did not stop swallowing and sucking on Hallbjorn until those delicious hot spurts of his seed ceased. She withdrew her fangs, and then kissed the mark she left.<br/><br/>Kara was too exhausted to get back on her feet. In fact, she swayed for a moment before resting her head on his thigh. “Hallbjorn, I'm so sleepy. Can we go to bed?”