"M-Mika! What's gotten into you?" Anya moaned, her hands flying to his head, pressing him closer. "You're sucking my boobs like a starving baby who hasn't had milk in days!"
Mika pulled back slightly, his face now smeared with his own blood, his voice rough.
"This is your fault, Anya. Kissing my cock like that, looking so damn sexy covered in my blood? How am I supposed to stay calm? You're driving me crazy."
He moved to her other nipple, sucking just as fiercely, making her whimper as she held him close, her gaze adoring instead of being put off by the sudden attack.
"Yes, Mika, yes!♡~ Don't stop!♡~" She whispered, her voice trembling with joy. "It's all my fault, so take what you want. Suck my nipples, do whatever you want, this body is yours!♡~ I'm so happy you're not holding back."
"Normally, you're so calm, so composed, no matter how much I tease you...but now? You're like an animal, and I love it!♡~"
