Ooohh. Someone was a naughty boy who liked it when girls talked dirty to him. Dirty she could handle. At least in moderation. And if he didn't stop biting her, she might be tempted to do the same which could potentially be no good for either one of them. Did he not realize exactly how much restraint a vampire need possess in order to NOT bite mid-coitus?
Ingrid cried out when he thrust into her initially, her entire body tensing as she adjusted to the girth of him, and god was there ever quite a bit of girth. Each thrust was met with another cry of pleasure, her entire body tingling as his hips rocked against her. She had one arm around his shoulders, the other reaching up to grab hold of the part of the door frame that protruded above her, giving her more leverage to work her own hips in time with his.
"Holy shit, Fox..." Her words were breathy in spite of the fact that she didn't really need to breathe. "Your cock is incredible." Words faded out into moans and she dug the heel of her foot into his back just to urge him to be a bit rougher still.