Author's POV:
There was absolute conviction in Raul's voice, in his mind. His hand slipped between her thighs, urging her legs farther apart. His fleshy skin rubbed against her sensitive skin. Olivera obligingly widened her stance. "Do you like the taste of my skin?"
Raul's entire body hardened, thickened, became painfully full. "You are trying to seduce me, Olivera."
"I'm so glad you noticed, Raul. I would hate to think you brought me here with that sweet kiss of yours with only the intention of saving me from a nightmare." She pushed back against him, rubbed her bottom with delicious slowness over the thick bulge in the front of his body. A soft moan of pleasure escaped as his finger found her feminine channel and pushed deep.
His teeth teased her buttocks, small, little nips, his tongue lapping gently.
"I want you to take my blood now. Raul. And I want to also feel it this time."
