She would see him shaking as he leaned his head into her neck slightly as he looked at her. He could feel her bleeding, and the smell of the blood in the warm water was intoxicating in a way that he knew it would be, but he had not counted on how strong it was. But then, he hadn't been sure how to keep her heart pumping the blood out of it...
Without much warning he leaned in to kiss her, still suspending her arms above her head with his mind as he grabbed her bloody thighs and pulled them up as he spread them apart, his cock finding the proper position without missing a beat, and he growled a little as he forced it inside of her. Ironically though it was not the beast that was taking ahold of him he was actually rougher with her this time. The sudden gripping of her walls around him was like heaven and yet a part of him couldn't help but shudder in the disgust of it all. This was not right... and yet it was necessary. He needed to claim her, or else he was going to lose himself to the monster inside of him...
But did forcing himself on her like this not make him a monster in itself? Desmond didn't not know, all he knew was that he could feel the darkness inside of him ebating as he roughly slammed his hips up to force himself all the way inside of her, feeling the heat of her blood gushing against his waist as he pulled out and slammed back in again...