655. Over
Jael watched Mauve as she snored softly next to him. She had finally slept. He hoped that was the last of it. He didn't think he had ever had that much sex in such a short time in his life. His cock was sore, his muscles hurt, and he was sure he had bruises on his face.
He wasn't complaining; he would do this another day in a heartbeat, he smirked to himself. He was, however, more concerned about Mauve. He was a vampire, which meant in a little less than an hour there would be hardly any trace of the day's activities on him. Unfortunately, that couldn't be said about Mauve. She would most likely have to spend the day in bed.
They hadn't eaten anything the whole day. Breakfast was barely touched, and the only time she got a break was when she fell asleep. He never would have imagined it would be so intense.