He was enveloped by her, hungrily feeding her lust, relishing in every gasp and claw against his skin as he slammed himself into her again and again. Matt growled softly, breathing in her sounds and burning for more.

There was no room to respond, there was only the thrumming demand for more. Jasper's feeding took it's toll and Matthew was hungry.

As soon as he felt her start to tighten, as soon as he felt the change in the roll of her hips, he snarled as he buried his face into her neck and bit again, groaning darkly as the euphoric blood filled his mouth. The rush of it all, the tightness of her around him, the taboo of it all, pushed him to his own climax, filling her with a rough sound as he swallowed. It was going to be hard to really disentangle from Airy tonight, he could tell.