Hallbjorn enjoyed feeling Kara's claws on his chest, but he did not let it stop him at all. He continued to finger Kara front and back. He continued to pleasure her when she pleaded for him not to stop, when she told him how much she needed it and how good it felt. She had released so much but she still needed more and Hallbjorn was glad to give it to her. He worked his fingers into her hard, their passage slick with her arousal.<br/><br/>He did not keep track of how many times Kara found release. The blond male only noted that she did and it made him feel satisfied. Her gasps and cries of pleasure were beautiful to hear. He loved every sound she made. He enjoyed the sounds that his hands made on and with her body.<br/><br/>A truly powerful climax took hold of Kara, and it seemed like he broke her with it. She seemed to black out. She stopped moving completely for several seconds, except to tremble on top of him. Hallbjorn put his fingers into her and left them inside her. That seemed like a good point to end things for the morning. She glistened with sweat and Hallbjorn knew that she had shredded her shorts away from her body in a frenzy. Not that those shorts had been in his way any; such a thing would not have hindered him at all if she left them on fully.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn allowed Kara to recover from what he made her feel, relaxing with her body on top of him. He was aware that her shirt had ridden up to expose her breasts by sensation. The places where she pierced his skin with her claws were healed, but there was still wet blood on him.<br/><br/>"Clean up my chest, Kara." Hallbjorn told Kara when she had caught her breath and recovered enough to make sense of his words. "Lick up all of the blood you shed. Do not let it go to waste." It was not an admonishment. Simply a dark, sinful command for her to use her mouth on his body.