The cushion of the chair swallowed the dhampirs moans and cries of pleasure as Carrick fucked him harshly. Even with his accelerated healing he knew that he would be sore for a few days at least. He started to move his body, meeting each rough thrust that tore through him. He couldn't remember the last time he was used like this. The clients at the arena certainly tried to be rough but Mika always found them lacking.