Evelina shuddered against me, the taste of my blood igniting a hunger she'd never known before. She licked her lips, savoring the coppery essence, feeling it fuel the demonic power surging through her veins.
Her clawed fingers dug into my shoulders as she ground her hips against mine, the heat between her thighs growing with each passing second.
I could feel the change in her, the way her body responded to the shift in dynamic. She was no longer the one in control, and the knowledge that I had taken the reins only seemed to inflame her desire.
She let out a low moan, her breath hot against my neck as she nipped and sucked at the sensitive skin, leaving a trail of marks in her wake.
"C-Cael..." she panted, the name falling from her lips like a prayer.
"This feels worse than when I was affected by the choker."
She chuckled nervously; she expected to be the one dominating after her transformation, not the other way around.
But... it's not like she minded.
"Evelina..."
