Tasting the Blood

Having drunk his fill of the woman's blood, Aralon regained enough control over his actions to slow Green down and take it slower than he was. Caithyra whined for a moment or two; but quickly adapted to the slower pace and began to thrust back against Aralon, letting out a high-pitched whine in the process as Green/Aralon's dick stretched her to her limits and even a little past that.

Aralon bent down over her to lick at the bite mark he had made, causing it to seal up. Aralon growled into her ear ferally, "This bite shall mark you as mine, slut." with a deep-throated laugh, he chuckled as he began to slowly pull out nad push back in, prolonging his enjoyment for as long as possible. Aralon morphed his hands to be more humanoid than dog-like and reached under the panting bitch to squeeze and fondle her breasts enjoying how they felt full, and yet slight, the perfect mix of her human/elf heritage.