At the sound of his claws ripping through wood, Caius opened his eyes and looked incredulously at the damage as though he hadn’t realized what he had been doing.

His surprise only lasted a second, though, because even more inches of his cock were making their way down Roxanne’s throat, and he succumbed once again, digging his claws even deeper into the door as he dragged them down, increasing the length of the grooves.

A part of Caius’s mind that was still capable of focusing on the mundane at the moment noted with amusement that they really were going to have to pay so much in damages when they left this place in the morning.

Roxanne, on her knees with her tongue lovingly slavering all around the part of the rod that hadn’t journeyed into her throat, heard the sound of claws on wood and smiled as best as she could with her mouth so full.

She dropped one hand to her chest and grabbed one of her large breasts to squeeze and knead it. She even grabbed her nipple and tweaked it. It made her feel good, but she soon placed her hands back on Caius’s thighs and found that it actually gave her more pleasure than tweaking her own nipple had.

The feel of her fingers sliding across Caius’s skin in general had wracked her body with incredible sensations— the kind that made her feel like Caius himself was touching her erogenous zones even though his hands were not at all in contact with her body at the moment.

With her fingers gripping Caius’s thighs even more securely as she worked even more of his inches into her gullet, she soon had her nose pressed into his groin, where she took deep breaths through her perfect nose and let herself be sucked into the heady and wondrous scent of Caius’s body.

Roxanne’s throat undulated around Caius’s cock, letting out a hum of delight and creating vibrations all over the organ so intense that Caius was so wrapped up in delight that his claws dug so deeply into the door that they were now close to making it to the other side.

Caius’s eyes glowed the bright red of his vampirism, and his savagery crept up— savagery that was normal for vampires but had become abnormal for Caius after he spent five years suppressing his nature while stewing in depression.

Caius had been making progress taming that savage side and bringing the boost in strength it offered under control. And while the sensations intensely coursing through his body made it difficult, he did bring the savagery under control. His throat just felt more parched than usual, the telltale signs of his blooming thirst.

Having very recently drunk a canister of Beast blood to stave off his thirst for a good while, Caius found this unusual. Still, it was one of the many things that was stunted into the background to make way for the orgasmic delight now getting dangerously close to seizing control of his body.

He didn’t try to hold it back. He had too much he was trying to hold back in the moment, and the one that was going to give him pleasure seemed to naturally fall to the lowest on the list of priorities of things to restrain.

Besides, with how masterful Roxanne was with his cock, he didn’t think he had much hope for success in stopping his climax. He let it wash over him, grunting happily as his hips jerked involuntarily.

Roxanne welcomed the jerks. She dropped one hand to Caius’s balls and felt the moment they went taut. She also felt the imposing rod in her throat swell an inch or two before the first very powerful shot of cum was released.

Roxanne held on, not letting the force of the release throw her off her ongoing fellation, and Caius’s hips continued to jerk as he kept shooting more and more ropes of copious seeds down Roxanne’s gullet and into her welcoming stomach.

When the strength of the release began to wane, Roxanne finally started to pull back off Caius’s cock slowly, like she was savoring every inch as they left her mouth. Her tongue never lay still and continued to work energetically around the rod as she pulled away, and when she finally had just the tip in her mouth, she seemed very delighted that Caius still had more cum to discharge. She collected the pearly white mass and took great pleasure in savoring it before swallowing with a wide grin across her face.

Roxanne looked up, and Caius was looking down at her. He pulled one hand out of the door, his claws still gleaming at the tip of his nails as he stretched the hand down to Roxanne, who took it, feeling a thrill of pleasure charge through her as their fingers interlocked.

Roxanne stood upright, and Caius pulled his other hand out of the wall to touch the side of her face, trailing his finger across the dreamy white perfection until he closed his fist around her throat and pushed until her back was pressed against the damaged door with a thud.

Roxanne let out a sigh, but her grin remained. Caius was clenching quite hard around her throat, but the uncomfortable feeling only made Roxanne’s heart beat faster with joy. When he released her neck and trailed lightly with his claw across her throat and down to her breasts, it seemed clear that Caius didn’t mean to hurt her. After all, he was taking deliberate care not to let his claw pierce her, which it would easily do.

Roxanne reveled in the way his red eyes gazed at her. She reveled in the savagery she could see in his pupils, and when he smiled, flashing his fangs, her heart skipped a beat as the thin band of love around it clenched especially hard to fill her with a wave of comfort and delight.

And then, Caius pounced.

With the difference of Magic Circles, it was impressive how Roxanne’s eyes hadn’t even really caught Caius’s movement. She was so wrapped up in the wonder of being in his presence that one minute, he was dazzling her with his vampire red eyes, and the next, his fangs were deep in her neck, hungrily drinking her blood.

Roxanne’s heart seemed to swell to triple its size. It felt so large that her chest could not hold it. But how else could it store and keep the intense wave of love that had overtaken her entire body— the immense wave of love that had enraptured her senses in an everlasting grip?

Caius, however, had never found such pleasure in gulping down vampire blood. Vampire blood ordinarily has no use to a vampire, as they can’t use it to evolve. It can slightly dull the ache of thirst and can also be a form of bonding and a way to appreciate the power in one another’s blood, but it has no real benefits.

But, for the first time—or as far as he cared to remember, anyway—he tasted a strong arousal charge in a vampire’s blood— in Roxanne’s blood.

Her blood still didn’t contribute to his evolution, but it satisfied another craving Caius only now realized he had in the blood of his partners— the craving to taste and indulge in their sexual satisfaction.

Roxanne’s blood more than soothed the strange ache of thirst that had cropped up in Caius’s throat following the appearance of his repressed savagery. He drank from Roxanne as hungrily as he would from a human/humanoid and found his senses steeped in the satisfaction she felt in the moment.

Caius had no idea what Roxanne’s blood contributed to his vampiric makeup, but it didn’t matter. Evolution and other purposeful progress seemed less important than just being present in this wonderful moment.

Meanwhile, Roxanne lost herself so deeply in the pleasure of having Caius’s jaw clamped down on her neck as he hungrily siphoned her blood that she couldn’t keep up a human facade. She slipped naturally back to her true form— her vampiric form.

Her teeth became fangs, her eyes turned from light gold to bright red, and her nails became claws backed with a divine ordinance to rip through all skin, no matter how tough. She opened her mouth and let out a gasp of delight that escaped her like a mist, creating a cloud over their heads.

When Caius eventually pulled his mouth off Roxanne’s neck, he pulled back to look into her face again, and he could see that misty and enraptured look in her eyes. And then her arms wrapped around Caius’s shoulders, her hands on his head, careful not to hurt him with her claws.

And then, she opened her mouth a bit wider and struck forward in a very similar motion to Caius’s from earlier, so that when he felt her fangs sink into his neck, he wasn’t confused about what had happened.

Returning the favor, Roxanne drank Caius’s blood with a feverish hunger and with as much fervor as she had sucked his cock to get him to fire his seeds down her gullet. At the first taste, however, her muscles seized up, and lights seemed to burst in her vision.