Natalia's eyes moved from her children in the crib to her husband. "How long do you think we have before the doctor feels the need to come back and check on things?" She asked, creeping up next to him and kissing his cheek.

He looked over at her as she asked about the doctor, a mischievous smile emerging. She had crept up on him silently, but now, right next to his face, he could admire her enhanced features. Everything that had begun changing during her pregnancy was now in its complete form. And those eyes...those enchanting, glowing emerald eyes.

"We have awhile. He knows we will want to spend some time looking after them. Maybe he'll only come if we call..." He kissed her, turning to wrap her in his arms.

"How long do you think they'll sleep?" She asked, the smile growing wider. All the emotions she'd felt that day, coupled with the fact that she wasn't the least bit tired, gave her very non-motherly thoughts. They hadn't been intimate since her coma, and it had felt like a lifetime.

Staring at his enticing lips gave her a wonderful idea. She wanted to try this, never needing air. Natalia plunged her lips onto his hungrily, kissing him far longer than she would've normally. She pulled back and smiled. "That's great..." not needing air meant she could do that all day if she wanted. Instead, she peppered little kisses from his mouth to his ear and sucked at it, pulling gently with her teeth for a few moments before working down his neck, kissing and sucking and biting, enjoying the thrill of not needing to pause.

Her actions were lighting a fire within him. Their lack of intimacy had made her hungry and with her newfound power, he reckoned she did not realise how rough she was being. The kiss felt furious, filled with raging want. He returned it with some vigour, letting his hands roam down her back and another to her hair.

Now that she did not have to stop, she was relentless. There was no gap of time between her movements. When she moved to his neck and started nipping, he almost believed she might bite him. "I don't know how long the kids will sleep for—but we'll enjoy what we can." He tried to stay as quiet as he could and not moan loudly enough to wake either of the twins.

Marcello reached around her, rolling her atop him so she could wrap her legs around him, squeezing her firm bottom. "We'll just have to be a little quieter if we can," he whispered before proceeding to kiss her with the same aggression that she had earlier, hoping she might notice her own strength levels.

Before that moment, she hadn't realized how rough she was being. Then he stopped holding back. She hadn't realized he'd been holding back either! Damn, he was rough! Had she been being that rough? She pulled back for a moment and noticed the red marks she'd left behind on him. They were fading fast, but they were definitely there.

"Sorry..." she apologized, looking embarrassed as she ran her hand along his neck. "I... guess I don't know my strength yet..." this body was a brand new experience.

She leaned closer, her mouth to his ear and whispered, "And I'll try to be quiet, but I can make no promises." Natalia nipped at it again before moving to recapture his lips, her hips instinctively rocking slightly as her legs stayed wrapped around him.

Since he no longer had to think about pausing for her or holding back, he could fully engulf himself in the experience. He had to use one hand to prop himself up slightly, but the other went straight to her breast, bypassing the gown. It felt lighter, soft skinned but firm. He wasted no time in kneading it.

He broke the kiss to take off his shirt. "How does it feel? No breathing? No stopping? You can be as rough as you want?" His eyes flashed with something devilish. "You might even be able to leave scratch marks now with that strength." He grabbed her gown and threw it across the room. He looked back momentarily to make sure he hadn't accidentally thrown it at the crib.

She lay there looking like a goddess of old. No scars, flaws, or injuries. Perhaps he was a little biased, but to him, she really was the most beautiful woman alive. He dove back onto her, kissing up from her breasts, past her neck and back to her lips. Letting his hips roll against her a little faster, grinding harder and harder.

She said nothing as a reply, just unwrapped her legs so he could easily get the dressing gown off, and as he kissed her, she worked at getting his trousers off, freeing his manhood that was already hard and swollen. He'd wanted her as badly as she'd wanted him. As she pushed down his pants, her hands stroked him for a moment before wrapping her legs back around him once more and making his shaft run up and down her wet folds.

She ground his head against her clitoris and moaned into his mouth, rocking her hips harder against him, letting their sensitive flesh touch. Wrapping her hands tightly around his neck, her nails dug into him until she pierced the skin. She then cried out, trying to stifle it by keeping his mouth on hers as she orgasmed just from that stimulation, squirting onto his shaft and then unwrapping herself just enough to use her hand to guide him inside her folds, still shuddering with pleasure.

She rocked her hips and tightened the grip with her legs, pushing him all the way into her as her walls still constricted from the heightened sensitivity. She carefully unwound herself from him and brought her mouth off of his, pulling herself to where her lips were against his ear and whispered, "take me.."

He didn't have to be told twice. She had already come once without him needing to be inside her, and he was sure her body was still sensitive to anything he did. He could feel her still orgasming as he pushed inside her. Using her legs to push him in as deep as he would go and feeling her vibrate around his cock. He moaned into her mouth as she broke the skin on his back. That she could even do so only made him more aroused. She would mark him as hers until the marks faded.

As he started thrusting in and out of her, she moaned. In an effort to stifle the noises, he reattached his mouth to muffle it. However, he couldn't hold back his own moaning as the divine feeling of pleasure took over. It was like she was milking him, begging to be filled by him. Even though she could no longer bear children, she still wanted the feeling of his seed inside her. He thrust hard, pounding against her with an audible slap of flesh against flesh. He wanted to own her, claim her as his own, in her new vampiric form.

Natalia knew they were making more noise than they should, but it felt so good. It felt even better than it had when she was human. All of her senses had been heightened, and it made her even more aware of just how glorious his cock felt inside her.

Trying to keep herself from yelling in ecstasy, she bit down on his shoulder. She was sure it hurt, as she could feel she broke the skin. All she could hope was it was a mix of pain and pleasure and not just straight pain. He had seemed spurred on by her nails in his neck. Why not her teeth?

When she bit down into his shoulder, and that was the final push. It just felt so good to have her so feisty, no longer the delicate little lady that he had deflowered. She could give as good as she got and to him there was so much more feeling.

She knew there was no longer any actual point to his cumming inside of her, but as soon as he exploded, she orgasmed again, loving the feeling of him filling her to the hilt. It still gave much the same sensation as before, as if he were filling her womb, not just her vagina. She wondered if it was still somewhat open from the children. Perhaps it wasn't something that hadn't 'fixed' itself? She had assumed everything had when she had turned, but she didn't know the specifics.

It felt like so much cum! Had he been holding back on that too? Or was it simply because it had been so long since they'd been intimate? She'd thought it was a lot the day he impregnated her, but this was... more than even that. When he had finished, her stomach looked slightly distended, and she looked down, confused. Had he literally filled her so full that it made her look pregnant again? Or was this some sort of bizarre side effect of having sex too quickly after birth? Or was this normal for vampires? She looked up at him, big green eyes glowing, to see if he'd noticed.

As he met her eyes, for a moment, somehow she still managed to look like that innocent little lady, even after everything she'd just done. He gently pulled out of her and everything leaked out in a gush, their mixed juices making a small pool on the bed. He pressed her stomach to see what would happen, but the amount leaking did not change. Maybe it was trapped inside her? He was about to make a joke about some kind of cum baby when one of the twins started to cry.

He kicked himself for making too much noise. Now that one was up and crying, the other woke too and mirrored the cry. The second cry was quieter, and so he assumed it must be Dante. He got off the bed, finding some sheets to clean himself up hastily, Natalia doing the same before reaching down to retrieve their children.