Kasmina was lying beneath her husband being stroked to near madness. Every movement kindling the flames of her inner self and the pulsing pool of coolness filling with each motion. It was as if she was filling a cup, drop by drop with the coolness of water and the thickness of honey. It was smooth, refreshing and all consuming, just waiting to be tipped over to wash her in its cooling sensation. When she'd whispered his name, she hadn't expected a reaction of any sort. In fact, it'd simply been what had been on her mind as he moved within her. But as she opened her eyes she saw bared fangs and squealed with delight as he cradled her closer to him and she looked up into his eyes and was entranced by them. Of course, this moment of closeness would only be further marked by him questioning the use of his name, more accurately by speaking the shortened version of her given name.
This was the thing she called herself within her own mind, to hear it from him, in this moment of passion made her expression soften and caused her to look up into his face with adoration. Her body reacting to the sound in a way it never had before, by pulsing and tightening within as if just the sound of his words would be enough to bring about the end. And it did, as if that cup had finally been pushed over, that cooling sensation leaked thick across her skin as she tingled from the feeling below her waist. She now knew for certain what the sensation of his bite could be likened to, as well as the undeniable attraction to this man, who was now her husband. "Aaaah~, You drive me to madness," she started a breathy sigh leaving her as she leaned up to kiss the left side of his face and then the left side of his neck. "Calling my name like that. And treating me so..."