As Kara's release reached its last ebb, Hallbjorn withdrew his finger from the folds of her wet sex. His hands moved to grip Kara's wrists and he pulled her hands from his shoulders. He was not careful and his strength ensured that her claws came away bloody from being dug into his flesh. The red fluid flowed along his pale skin and the scent of it filled the air. Hallbjorn pressed both of Kara's wrists to the bed above her head, crossing them so that one hand could pin them there. As always his strength was greater than hers and the grip was inescapable if it came to force against force - but Kara had other tricks up her figurative sleeve now and he only held her because she wished to let him.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn moved his hips and legs, repositioning himself between her wide open legs. The large man's length trailed along Kara's stomach as he moved. Guided by his free hand, the large, broad head slipped along her mound and over the hood of her clitoris. The thick flared crown of his penis swept over the plump wet lips of her sex. The impossible moment had arrived that Kara had wanted for so long. Hallbjorn did not tease her with himself, but pushed forward with his hips to press himself into the tightness of her sheathe. Then he waited. When Kara's body was ready Hallbjorn pressed more of his flesh into her body. The thick turgid length that was Hallbjorn's endowment forced the lips of Kara's sex very far apart and stretched her open very wide. In time he reached her maidenhead and claimed that too. But there seemed to be ever more of him as those powerful, strong hips worked just as much as Kara could take just as fast as she could take it. Whenever it seemed that surely that must be the end Hallbjorn pressed more of himself into his young mate.<br/><br/>When at last his hips were joined to hers there was so much of him inside of her. The crown of his penis pressed against her cervix, reaching far into her body and filling her as completely as she could physically be filled. After Kara was ready and recovered, Hallbjorn withdrew and entered her again, taking it just as slow as he body needed to accommodate his size. Hallbjorn took his time with Kara, moving himself to the pace her body set. His strokes were strong, sure, and undeniable. He played her body perfectly, filling her completely and overwhelmingly with his tumescent length as no other man could or would. They were paired for eternity and their fidelity to one another was assured.<br/><br/>In time Kara could take more powerful strokes and tolerate a faster pace. The slickness of her sex ensured that his thickness moved as easily as it could within her tight, clenching sheathe. Hallbjorn began to give his little mate long, hard thrusts that saw his length almost completely leave her only to return home in full with a sharp sound of flesh upon flesh at the culmination of their bodies becoming one. The free hand that Hallbjorn had eventually moved to slap Kara's behind, what parts of it he could touch. With her position it was not as much as she might like but Hallbjorn made it work as best he could. And his best was very good for her. His hand rang upon her flesh, warming and reddening it with every sharp spank.<br/><br/>When Kara's bottom was good and red he stopped and moved his hand instead to work his large middle finger into her rear. This was the finger that had been within her sex and so it was slick with her lusts. The tight pink star yielded to Hallbjorn's masterful manipulations, admitting the large digit into Kara's body. He worked it into her beautifully and just as her body needed it.<br/><br/>"Drink." Hallbjorn told Kara. "Take my blood while I am inside you." The blond male commanded the young woman beneath him. He continued to make love with her while she complied, his strong body rocking into hers. When her fangs did pierce his skin as he desired he found his release, and he filled her sex with his seed even as he filled her mouth with his blood.