"Caleb!" She cried between moans, her nails digging into his skin as she held onto him. "Oh god, this is amazing." She moaned, moving her hips to meet his thrusts.
"Alma," he moaned deeply, as he felt himself losing it again. He lent in and kissed her, as their lips were locked, Caleb felt his bones cracking, and shifting again. His skin hardening.
Alma kissed him back deeply, gasping in surprise when she saw that he was shifting when she pulled back. She wasn't scared though, knowing he wouldn't hurt her. If anything she was more turned on. "Fuck me, Caleb." She moaned.
Alma gasped and moaned as he pounded into her, running her hands over his body slowly, wanting to touch him, even in this form. "A-Ah.. Caleb.. I'm going to.." she attempted to warn him but then she reached her climax, crying out as her walls clenched around his hard as she came undone.
Alma cried out as he continued to thrust into her, moaning in pleasure as she arched into him. "O-Oh god.. feels so good.." she gasped, legs shaking in pleasure.
Alma cried out as he came into her, whimpering in pain as he dug his claws deeper into her. "C-Caleb.." she breathed, exhausted from their love making, but also worried about him hurting her more, as she was already bleeding into the sheets from where he'd bit her and now from where his claws dug into her skin.
Alma whimpered as he licked her wounds, but she was tired and lightheaded from blood loss and pleasure, and once she tugged the blankets around her and curled up next to Caleb, she was soon sound asleep.
Alma slept soundly through the night and into the morning, waking when the sun coming in through the window shone in her eyes. She sat up with a little whimper as she looked at her injuries, carefully climbing out of bed to go to the bathroom, where she ran a bath. She relaxed in the tub with a content sigh, carefully scrubbing the blood from her skin and cleaning her wounds, bandaging them carefully once she was clean and dry. Once that was done she found an old nightgown in one of the dressers and pulled it on before wandering through the halls toward the kitchen, growing hungry.
Caleb shifted on the bed momentarily when she got up, but the evenings events had taken it out of him. He was tired, and happily slept in for a few more hours. Over the night, he had shifted back into his human form, covered slightly by the sheet.
Once she found the kitchen she made them both breakfast, piling food onto their plates before carrying the tray to the bedroom, setting the tray down on a table by the window before moving over to the bed to wake Caleb, taking a seat at the edge of the bed as she leaned down to kiss him. "Caleb, time to wake up.." she murmured, smoothing her fingers through his hair with a little smile. "I have breakfast."
"It's ok. I'm fine. Arms are a little sore, so is where you bit me, but I'll be fine." She reassured him, pressing another kiss to his lips. "Do you want to eat breakfast first and then get cleaned up, or do you want to bathe first then eat breakfast? I can change the sheets while you're in the bathroom."
Caleb nodded, "I'm sorry, but you said you wanted to be mine," he said softly. He took her hands, "now no other freak like me, will ever touch you, and you can calm the other me down," he said lightly.
"I do want to be yours Caleb. That hasn't changed." Alma reassured him, brushing her fingers against his cheek soothingly. "You're not a freak, Caleb." She murmured, moving to curl into his arms, resting her head against his chest. "I love you, Caleb. Nothing will change that.