Her cherry popped, pain and lust mixed. Deeper he moved inside, harder, she asked. Hands gripped his gyrating hips. A small amount of blood trickled out of her vagina.
He breathes in deep, she knows what he wants. Not that way, the romantic way will take place.
Her hands link with his, grips tighten with hard thrusts.
A lovers dance in bed, each moving to a lusty tune.
She whispers to him, repeatly, she whispers.
No more blood, only cum, hot liquid his sex moves through.
Her body succumbs to pleasure that has no limit. Can words describe it?
"Now she gasps. P-L-E-A-S-E."
Pain mixes with lust as he bites her neck, blood fills his mouth. Cum fills her vagina, forever making them one.