She leaned forward, felt the press of Etska’s mouth on her shoulder, and the next thing she felt was teeth. She grabbed the table, and it shuddered. “Son of a bitch.”
Her team was staring at them, and she exhaled. “Right. This is not the weirdest thing you have caught me doing.”
The guys looked, grinned, grabbed their plates, and left the dining area.
She called out, “Check your tablets. I have added some pointers for the region you are heading to.”
She shuddered as Etska’s jaw tightened on her. Whatever he was putting into her was racing through her like threads of lightning. The targets of the sensations were her major erogenous zones. It seemed that his patience was over.
She felt heat pooling between her thighs, and he slid a hand under her skirt to stroke her. Athena yelped when he slid two fingers into her with his thumb stroking her clit. There was going to be bruising when he let her go. He was holding her pinned between his fangs and fingers.
Her body started to shake, and she squeaked as she wanted to thrash, but there was nowhere to go. When her orgasm hit, it struck her hard and gripped his fingers tight. His groan ran through her. The moment she stopped pulsing around his fingers, he released her shoulder and licked at the wound. He wrapped both of his arms around her and murmured, “Since you are obviously feeling better, it is time to complete our bond.”
Athena swallowed. “I think I might be feeling a little weak.”
He chuckled and got to his feet, setting her on the table where her team had recently been eating. Etska ran his hands up her thighs and parted them, kneeling in front of her. Athena’s eyes widened. “You shouldn’t...”
He looked at her, and she went quiet. He pulled her to the edge of the table, moved her skirt out of the way, and then his mouth was against her, his hot tongue writhing deep.
She braced herself on the table, but when he made eye contact with her, she lay back and twisted on the hard surface, trying to keep any sounds to herself.
Athena’s breathing came faster, and the whimpering got louder to her own ears. She was just on the edge of another release... when he pulled back.
He stood, released the loose trousers, and stepped between her thighs. He pulled her fist from her mouth and looked at the bite, making a tutting sound. He pressed his lips to the bruising and lifted her so he could kiss her.
The kiss was different, less coaxing, and more demanding. She felt the hot prod against her sex, and he slipped into her, pressing rhythmically until she was rocking against the table with every thrust. The world got darker, and she was taking in the scent of his wings all around them. She didn’t know if it was for privacy, but she appreciated the side effect of not being seen. He reached under her and gripped her shoulders, stopping her from skidding away as he pushed into her until her body wouldn’t take him further.
He lifted his head, and in the shadow of his wings, she could see his eyes glowing in the shadows. He smiled. “Ready?”
“There’s more?”
“Not more of me, not yet, but more to do.”
She bent her knees and slid her legs up to wrap them around his hips. “Ready as I can be, I suppose.”
“That’s the spirit.” He chuckled and eased nearly out of her before surging back inside.
She started by holding his arms as he rocked into her but soon shifted her grip to his shoulders as her nails dug in. Her moans pitched higher and higher, and this time, when she was about to come, he bit the untouched side of her neck.
She screamed, and he let out a sound that was a hard rumble through her body and the surface under her. He continued to thrust into her until she was limp against the tabletop. When he released her shoulder, licked at it, then kissed her softly, she opened her eyes and rallied her bravado. “You still owe me breakfast.”
He nuzzled her cheek. “Melr will bring replacements. He’s just waiting for us to clear the table.”
She chuckled weakly. “Oh. Good. An audience. Just what I need.”
He nuzzled her again. “Right now, he is only getting a good look at my ass and your legs. He’s paid to be attentive.”
It took her a few tries, but she managed to grab his head, and she pushed him back slightly. “So that was...”
“You have recovered. There was no longer a need for complete restraint. I held back because of your lack of experience with me, but that will change in time as well.” He smiled, and there was a devilish light in his eyes. “Soon, I will not have to hold back at all.”
She blinked, “So, that was holding back?”
“Oh, yes. I did not wish to injure you, but I was tired of waiting.”
Every inch of her felt wrung out and energized at the same time. “The biting?”
“Will be only for pleasure after you have responded to the venom. That should be in the next week.”
She frowned. “Is this more of the mysterious instructions you have received?”
He grinned. “Something like that.”
He was still inside her and still hard. He sighed. “I suppose that I have to release you for breakfast.”
Her stomach answered the words, and she blushed. “That would be ideal, thank you, my lord.”
He kissed her softly and folded his wings back. The light was brighter than when he had covered them, and he slowly slid out of her while helping her sit up. She was sweaty, he was sweaty, and her clothing had gone transparent. She groaned. “I was worried this would happen. Those fibres were really on the water-absorbent side.”
He looked down at her and licked his lips. She slammed her hand over his mouth and said, “Not one more thing until I get something to eat. That bite of toast was far too expensive.”
His eyes crinkled in amusement, and he slowly licked the palm of her hand. She felt her body warming again and yanked her hand away. “Tease.”
He grinned and got his trousers back into position. “I am not a tease. I will always deliver on what I promise.”
She put her thighs together with some effort and hopped off the table. Her thighs were slick, but it was her own doing and sweat. She looked at him. “You didn’t come?”
He chuckled. “I will explain Hmrain physiology to you at a later date.”
She fluffed her skirt out and grumbled. “Now I need another shower.”
“I will wash your back if you wash mine.”
She snorted. “You would have to kneel, my lord.”
He lifted her hand to his lips. “For you, always.”
Athena sighed and studiously didn’t look at the sweaty marks on the table. She used the edge to support her wobbly legs and thudded into the seat where Tber had been. She grabbed for the toast and had a piece destroyed before a laughing Etska joined her.
Melr came to her side with a bowl and a towel. “To wash your hands, my lady.”
She sighed and scrubbed her hands before drying them. Melr was looking carefully to the side instead of her transparent clothing. As the guys on her team had told her, at some point, a female was a female, no matter the species, which made things awkward around farm animals. She chuckled and said, “Thanks, Melr, and sorry for the show.”