Stefan moaned, letting his head fall back, blood still smeared around his lips. The feeling of her surrounding him, enveloping him, was like pure heaven. He ran his hands up her sides as he pushed his hips slowly up against her. He was too tired to move quickly, and her blood in his system was giving him a warm, sated glow.
Wrapping his arms around her, Stefan pulled her lean body against him before rolling them over so he was on top of her. Resting one forearm on the bed beside her head, he dipped his head and pressed a soft kiss to her lips as he began slowly moving back and forth into her, each stroke long and lazy so he could enjoy the sensations. "Could never get tired of you," he murmured against her lips, his other arm beneath her shoulder so he could hold her tight to him, enclosing her in a cocoon of warmth and love.