Kara pushed her behind hard against Hallbjorn's hand as he gripped one of the cheeks of her bottom. Her lips parted and she gasped as she could feel his fingers stretching inside of her. When his hand on her behind came down in a hard smack, Kara jolted upright. Her hands braced on Hallbjorn's chest and her nails curled and dug into his flesh.<br/><br/>Ecstasy and agony were written on her face. Each slap of his palm had her body tightening up and clenching, which made her sex squeeze mercilessly around his fingers. Each of his smacks tripped her into another orgasm, until Kara was aware of nothing but the pleasure Hallbjorn was giving to her.<br/><br/>She was not aware of how her breasts were exposed, her shirt having ridden up over them when she was writhing on top of Hallbjorn. Neither was she aware of her claws making quick work with her shorts and ripping into them so that they clung to her in tatters. The only thing she could do was feel, and hold onto Hallbjorn.<br/><br/>Kara nearly sobbed when his fingers pulled out of her. She was on the verge of yelling at him to put them back. But then her eyes grew wide and her breath caught. Three of his fingers pushed inside of her needy sex, stretching her open further. She had not thought she could feel more full then she had moments ago, but this new sensation was amazing.<br/><br/>Another orgasm gripped her, causing Kara to scream between clenched teeth. Her tight sheath squeezed his fingers, and she was rigid and umoving,  except for her claws which pierced the skin of Hallbjorn's chest.<br/><br/>Kara bit her lower lip, unaware that her fangs had pierced her plump lip. Because Hallbjorn was pushing his big finger into her bottom. Her eyes closed and she gasped for air. It was beyond her to even worry about feeling pain, since he was using a bigger finger then last time. With the way his other fingers filled her over and over, it seemed like there was no recovery time between her releases, and they only became harder and more exquisite with his finger pushing into her tight rear hole.<br/><br/>The contrast of his fingers inside of her sex, taking her so roughly, and the slow, patient pace of the one filling her bottom were at such contrasts that Kara could only hold still and sob as another release claimed her.<br/><br/>But then the fingers of both hands seemed to work in concert, and the result had Kara thrusting back hard against them. The wet, slapping sound of flesh was loud, even with the blanket muffling the noise. Each of Hallbjorn's rough, heady and delicious thrusts inside of her had Kara's body jolting and her breasts bouncing.<br/><br/>She was beyond frantic, beyond wild, and unaware that she had begun speaking. Kara was pleading with him to not stop, telling him how much she needed it, and how good it felt. Her words were broken up by her gasps and cries of pleasure.<br/><br/>Kara had no idea how many times she had come, but the last one was so powerful that she could have sworn she blacked out for a few seconds. Because one second she was riding his fingers just as hard as he was claiming her while screaming so hard her throat hurt, and then the next second she was laying on his chest and gasping for big lung fulls of air. Her entire body glistened with a sheen of sweat, and trembles still wracked her from head to foot.