Victor knelt between the Nightwalker's splayed thighs, drinking in the sight of her petite form laid out before him like a feast for the senses. Her porcelain skin seemed to glow almost ethereally in the flickering candlelight - from delicate collarbones down to slender hips that flared into pert cheeks just begging to be squeezed. But it was what lay nestled at their apex that drew his gaze most hungrily now...
Glistening pink folds bare of any hair at all glistened with arousal already as if eager for his touch alone. The heady musk of her desire perfumed the air, making Victor's mouth water with want despite having climaxed only moments ago. "Master..." she whimpered breathlessly when he dipped his head low enough for cool breaths to caress heated flesh directly. "Please..." Those crimson eyes burned into him pleadingly from beneath thick lashes - silently demanding more depraved acts so she could prove total devotion no matter how lewd or twisted they got
