The bastard suddenly bit her, making her stiffen, gasp, and whine a muted scream as the pain from those teeth sent another orgasm hammering through her, speeding her heart and whiting out her vision. The vampire did indeed fall limp for a few breathless moments, but regained a bit of her senses to the wolf fucking her yet again, another merciless pounding that she, deliriously, discovered she craved.

Her fingernails scraped across the counter; her head fell back and she moaned, desperate and wanton, all but begging for more in sheer animal lust. Never in her life had she felt this way; she hadn't even imagined such a base, primal place even existed. It had her rearing up off of the counter, a hand flying back to snatch a handful of the wolf's shaggy dark hair and pull tight, turning her head enough to lick and lap at his mouth as he pummeled her body, her loins afire with the overstimulation of such wicked, wicked desire.