When Hallbjorn told Kara why he was tormenting her, she was whimpered softly. There was no contest between what he made her feel when she was a good girl, and what he was doing to her now. Kara vowed that she would never be a bad girl again. She needed her release so badly that it bordered on pain. Her pledge to be a good girl was further cemented when he drew his mouth away from her ear. Hallbjorn knew how much she liked the feel of his teeth on her body, but he denied her even that small pleasure.<br/><br/>She was beyond desperate when she begged him for release, and would have done anything for him to give her what she wanted.  Hallbjorn's fingers curled around her throat, and while he did not hurt her, his grip was unbreakable and controlling. That made dark desire course through her veins like lightning. Her hands moved to his wrist, but not in an attempt to break his hold. Rather, she needed to hold onto him for dear life.<br/><br/>Then his mouth was on hers, and Kara had no choice but to surrender to his hard kiss. Her lips parted, welcoming his tongue inside. He used it to stroke hers sinfully, and she was utterly seduced by what she knew that tongue could do. Kara loved the feel of her fangs scraping over Hallbjorn's flesh, but the sensation of him scraping, even cutting his tongue on her fangs was exquisite beyond words.<br/><br/>His blood filled her mouth, and Kara sucked on it hungrily. Each swallow was followed by needy little sounds deep in her throat. The taste of Hallbjorn was sending her over the edge, and this time her viking did not deny her. Kara came so hard that she was rocking her hips and riding his finger. Her behind thrust back to meet his finger again and again, growing more frenzied with each passing moment.<br/><br/>Even as her orgasm soon leached the strength from her body and her hips grew still, Hallbjorn did not relent. Another release stole over her, followed by another. Kara's hands dropped from his wrist and fell to her lap. If not for his hand at her throat, she would have fallen against his chest. The only part of her that seemed to still be working was her mouth as she continued to swallow his blood.<br/><br/>But the cuts he had given himself could not last long with his ability to heal. When Kara licked the last of the blood from his mouth, and then his lips, she broke the kiss so she could turn her head to one side and rest her cheek on Hallbjorn's wrist. Keeping her eyes open took far too much energy. Even with the position Hallbjorn had her in, when she closed her eyes, sleep tugged at her until she was barely conscious.