He grinned and flexed his wings so that he could sit on the bed. Athena moved and straddled his lap, levering up until she could kiss him.
He pulled back. “Am I allowed to participate?”
“Of course. This doesn’t work without you.” She smiled. “Today, I am attempting a partnership of sorts. I issue the invitation, and you do a lot of the work.”
Etska grinned and ran his hand up her spine, pulling her flat against him. “I think I can manage that. Have you recovered from your close call?”
She nodded and slid a hand between them to wrap around his erection. “I think my grip is back to normal.”
He growled and grazed her shoulder with his teeth. He worked a hand between her thighs and tipped her back until she lost her hold on him. His tongue lapped at her breasts in turn, and she covered her eyes as her skin heated and she got slick.
Light streamed in through the windows as she finally faced him and met his gaze while he slid into her. Her breath rushed out of her lungs as her body struggled to relax around him. He held her close as she tried to relax, but then, he leaned toward her and nuzzled her neck, licking and sucking softly.
She sighed and relaxed, slipping further down on him and then shivering as the back of her thighs pressed against the front of his.
She pressed her head against his chest, and he whispered in her ear, “Better?”
She nodded slowly, slid her hands up his chest, and started moving on him when she had a solid grip on his shoulders.
He moved his hands under her thighs and supported her, rocking and twisting as she got closer and closer to coming.
When the tension snapped, she held onto him and fought for breath as she clenched around his cock. He waited, and when her inner pulsing ceased, he began to raise and lower her again until the shivering and bucking took over again, and he pressed his teeth into her shoulder. With pleasure already burning in her blood, the added cocktail that he was supplying overloaded her. Athena blacked out.
Chapter Twelve
Athena sighed and cocked her head at him. “I am sorry. I didn’t know that would happen either.”
He grumbled and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “If I could have had a heart attack, that would have done it.”
She had woken up in his arms, still naked with a cold compress on her forehead. That wasn’t the part of her that was overheating.
“Has that ever happened before?”
She grimaced. “Once when I was younger. I was trying to see how many times I could masturbate in a day, and I passed out around nine. It was a learning experience.”
He paused and then laughed. “I had no idea that there were females who do that as well.”
She snorted and tried to sit up. He helped her sit up and leaned against him like a recliner. “They are probably mostly companion-grade females.”
He laughed again. “There is that possibility. A higher sex drive is important. You might be understanding that now.”
She nodded. “Yes, I get it. It’s a good thing that they designed the Hmrain to be attractive to their opposite sex.”
Without any self-consciousness, he nodded. “It does add to the problem of their initial hormonal surge. It makes it hard to determine which of them are suitable and which are not, so the testing was involved.”
“Ah, the pheromone derived from the Hmrain? I figured that part out when I met you.”
He grinned. “You are exceptionally quick.”
She sighed. “So, when do you think we can try that again? I promise not to faint again.” She held up her fingers crossed.
He took her fingers and unlocked them. “I was reading up on Urther traditions. This means you are lying.”
She wrinkled her nose. “You are pretty quick yourself. Fine. I will try not to pass out.”
He laughed and shifted her until she was lying on the bed, and he parted her thighs before settling in. He moved his wings and blocked the light.
The swirling of stars in his eyes was the only light and the only way she knew where his head was as he leaned over her and his mouth licked, caressed, and sucked as he aroused her again.
The pheromones that she had just mentioned were surging around her and adding to the base level of her arousal. The random kisses and caresses elevated her pulse, and when he slid into her, she angled her hips to take him in, and when he was as far as he could go, he kissed her and began to thrust.
She knew that taking the light away was a calculated move, but she didn’t care. She wrapped her legs around his hips and wrapped her arms under his and next to his wings, where they sprouted from the strange musculature on his back.
Athena drew her nails down his back next to his wings, and his hips flexed into hers sharply. She tried not to smile and filed that away for further use.
He slid a hand between them, and when he rubbed at her clit, she mewed and then closed her eyes in mortification.
Without even the glow of his eyes, the sensory deprivation was worse. He felt huge. Well, he was huge, but the slow slide of his flesh inside hers was her entire focus. She could feel herself tightening around him and tried to relax, but her body wasn’t having it.
He started to whisper to her, and she couldn’t make out the words, but her lizard brain thought it was the best thing ever. He thrust in, bit at her neck, and she bucked against him as white spots filled her vision.
She was still twitching and definitely pulsing around him when he changed the angle of one wing and let the light in. He licked at her neck and muttered in that language again.
She sighed and felt an aftershock again. “What are you saying?”
Athena felt his mouth curve.
“It is just something in one of the older languages. The language of the designers. It is... encouragement of sorts.”
She sighed and flinched as one of the pulses went off again. He chuckled and raised his head. “I do love that. Few species continue with contractions after the coupling is completed.”
She shifted her hips. “We are still coupled.”
He nodded. “I wish to spend a day here one day, just settled inside you.”
She blushed. “Right. We can put that on the calendar for the holidays.”
He laughed and carefully withdrew. She slowly closed her thighs when he was out of the way. They were sore, but he was right about one thing, she healed faster now.
Her stomach grumbled.
Etska leaned in to kiss her. “Come on. Melr will have lunch waiting.”
“Quick sonic and I will be there. I smell like... both of us.”
He inhaled and nodded, getting out of the bed and stretching. His wings spanned from one side of the room to the other. “I like that scent.”
She snorted. “Yeah, I am getting that idea.” She walked to the bathroom, and after a quick blast, she entered the bedroom again.
Etska passed her and smiled as he did the same. There was a look in his eyes that said he was up to something.
She went to the wardrobe and pulled out a top and skirt before putting on sandals that laced up her legs. She skipped the breast band and put the top on its own.