Chapter Ten

Drin sighed. “It is just an idea. A persistent thought. I might just be tired. Hell, I know I am tired.”

“Spill it, Drin,” Vikor growled.

She looked at Techor. “Your Honour, he is badgering the witness.”

Techor laughed. “Tough. Now explain.”

Drin stuffed a canapé into her mouth and started mumbling. Ekron clapped a hand over his eyes while his shoulders shook.

When she swallowed, Vikor pivoted her away from the food. “Try that again.”

“When Klauz tired me out, it was great, but my body kept whispering that it needed something and could get it from him. Finding out what I need is going to be a bit of trial and error, but I am sure I can get it from at least one of you.”

Vikor murmured, “I am still a bit puzzled.”

She blushed but said, “The assertion of sex is like finding a new food group for me. As soon as I figure out how to eat it, I think I can get some of my physical needs met by you guys, but I consume a lot, so it is best I don’t take it all from one of you.”

Techor cocked his head. “Is that your hunger?”

She felt the vortex inside her that was normally satisfied with food. It now had a hot purple element that was calling for sex. “Um, yes. Boy, you telepaths are nosey.”

“There is something there that wasn’t this morning.”

She tapped her lips. “Could it be the ever-expanding dildo? Trust me that has kept sex very much on my mind. I am going to talk to Zera about this when I see her. It’s a little on the freaky side.”

Vikor muttered, “Is it uncomfortable?”

“I have to sit down reeallly carefully. And walking involves a new skill set. Anything more than a walk is right out.”

He slid his hand into the deep cleavage of her dress. “So, sex is on your mind?”

She inhaled, reached up, and grabbed his horns. Her hips started to rock. He quickly switched hands and rubbed her clit through the fabric. She arched, and her left leg flexed as she shuddered and came.

She glanced at Techor as her body pulsed around the toy, and he watched her with heavily lidded eyes. Ekron was leaning forward, his eyes gleaming.

She slowly turned her face toward Vikor’s, and the ferocity and hunger were terrifying. She turned in his grip and kissed him, trying to give him a fraction of what he had just offered her. He opened his mouth to her, and she exhaled some of what she had just gotten into his mouth. He groaned under her, and she stroked his dark hair, neck, and horns and ran her thumbs behind his ears.

He shuddered, and she worked her hand under his belt and into his loose trousers. She found the hot, slick mess and coated her hand in it. She sought it all out and felt it disappear. She felt the hunger in her body easing. Her fingers found every sticky glob, and it disappeared.

She looked at her fingers when she pulled her hand from the closure of his wide-legged trousers. They were glowing slightly. She looked up at Vikor. “Well, that explains that.”

The heat in his eyes was still there.

“Was that what you wanted, pet?” He smiled.

“I have no idea, but I am less hungry. That is a fucking weird activation.” She stared at the fading glow. He brought her hand to his cheek and turned to kiss her palm. “You smell like you. No trace of me left on you.”

She shrugged. “You just have to try harder.” She slapped her hand over her mouth the moment the words were out. The hunger was throwing out challenges like invitations, which they sort of were.

“Harder will not be a problem. I have a quick recovery time.”

She smiled brightly and patted his cheek. “And that’s what I love about you.” She saw his eyes flare, and then, he kissed her like he was trying to breathe life into her.

She was trapped in his kiss until the door opened and servers came in with their meals. Ekron and Techor had been having a quiet conversation during the make-out session. She caught the scent of food and turned around to find a grinning Klauz setting her food at the table.

Ekron waited until the servers had gone. “Hey, we found out what will work on her hunger aside from food.”

She lunged toward him, but Vikor still had a good grip. “Shut up.”

Klauz grinned. “Do tell.”

Techor filled him in. “Semen. She said something to Vikor, and it set him off, and her little hand absorbed it all, glowed, and then faded to normal. Of course, experiments will have to be done.”

Hearing it said out loud was mortifying.

She sat back and slowly released herself from Vikor’s grip, then went to sit at her seat at the table.

Klauz crouched next to her and caressed her jaw. “Upset, dessert? Not the answer to your issue that you were hoping for?”

She shook her head. “I had hoped it would be something with dignity like licking squirrels or something.”

He nodded. “Sex lacks dignity. We get hot, sweaty, inarticulate, and urgent, and then we come and focus goes to hell and back. So, as you give creative energy, it makes a certain amount of sense that you would need to take in the energy of the potential. We will get you through the adjustment, and you can decide how you feel about it afterward.”

She nodded. “Fine. What if I don’t like it?”

“Sex?” He chuckled. “That won’t be a problem.”

She paused. “It won’t?”

“I can smell your heat from here, just from you cuddling up with Vikor. You know what you want. You just aren’t sure about the means of getting it. Don’t worry. We’ll help. We will find every appetite you have and find a way to satisfy it. Now stop talking to me. Your breakfast for dinner is getting cold.”

She smiled, and he kissed her quickly as he got up to leave.

He removed the covered dome as he left, and she shot her arms into the air. “Woohoo!” Eggs Benedict, bacon, pancakes, and a huge fruit salad.

Ekron chuckled. “And a few words from him, and she’s relaxed again.”

Techor nodded as he picked up his knife and fork. “He picks his words like he picks his ingredients. With care and for impact.”

Vikor faced off against his steak with a side of pan-seared fish. Drin chuckled and blasted through her meal. She was nibbling on the fruit when Vikor looked at her. “You aren’t eating like the food will disappear.”

She looked down and blinked. “I guess not. I am not... as... hungry... as... I... should... be.” She nibbled at some pineapple, thinking about the ramifications.

Vikor picked up her left hand and kissed her palm before dragging his teeth along it. There was a chirp on his com, and she blushed. He kissed her palm again.

She mumbled, “Finish your fish.”

He smiled. “I didn’t want fish.”

“I wanted you to have fish. All that red meat isn’t good for your system.” She looked over and said, “Ekron is eating chicken. Why can’t you be more like Ekron?”

Techor laughed. Ekron had half a salad dangling out of his mouth.

Vikor snorted and ate the fish. His expression changed, and he went after it with gusto. She smiled and finished her fruit salad.

When Klauz came in with a strawberry pavlova, he looked at her. “Not for you. If they choose to share, that is their business.”

She sighed. She was stuffed. “That’s okay. I think I need to walk around anyway.”

She got up, and Klauz caressed her cheek. “You need to stop when you are full.”

“I have never been full before. It’s new. It feels very uncomfortable.”

Klauz nodded. “If you burn off some energy, you might have more room.”

“Oh. I can do that. Would you like some?”

He laughed. “After this afternoon, I am full.”

Vikor shrugged. “I can always take more, and I know Ekron was playing this afternoon...”

Ekron said, “Hey! It was strictly to see how well the dresses would do under stress. Also, not nearly enough.”

“Fine. Techor, do you need anything?”

Techor pushed back from the table. “Any time. Come here, Drin. Getting energy second-hand is not nearly as nice as having you in contact with me.”

She moved around the table, and Techor set her down on his lap, facing outward. He moved her dress aside and slid a hand inside the front. He rubbed her clit and roughed up her breast. In her ear, she heard him murmur, “I would normally take some time with you, but as this is a necessary situation, you can’t have dessert if you don’t cum.”

She arched back and leaned against him, grinding her ass against his groin. He growled, and it wasn’t the deep ringing tone of Vikor, but it had an effect. She shuddered and flexed her neck. He bit gently while slowly circling her clit with his fingertip, and she panted. She needed more. He chuckled. “I understand, Drin. We will do this now, and then, we will head to Hell, which is zoned for public sex in private circles.”

Vikor frowned. “I did not intend for her to have one of us tonight.”

“Look in her eyes, and what do you see, Vik?” Techor slowly strummed her to a spine-cracking orgasm. Vikor’s com was alerting him wildly.

Vikor came around as she was slowly twisting against the judge. He moved the thin strip of fabric to the side, tapping on the toy to make her groan. The toy began a slow decrease until he pulled it out of her, and it continued to shrink.

“I am going to slap Zera for that thing,” she murmured in exhaustion.

Techor slid his hand into the spot that had been open a moment ago. “Sweetie, clench for me.”

She felt her body grip his fingers.

“What a good girl.” He kissed her temple. “She’s soft but not loose. If I hadn’t felt the expanse of the toy, I would never have thought she had something like that inside her.”

Vikor had his hand on her thigh. “She’s leaking a little.”

Techor chuckled. “That thing came out slick and shiny. I am wondering if it was only a little bit of slick.”

Vikor’s head pressed her knees wide, and Techor pulled his hand out of the way, and then a very hot tongue was burrowing into her, and the fork at the tip was driving her wild. Her hands slid around looking for a handhold, but his horns weren’t in the right place. Techor gripped her wrists, pulled her arms back, and held her while Vikor cleaned her up and caused a pulse of power to leave her when she couldn’t hold back any longer.

Vikor gripped her hips and continued to feast on her as her body clenched on his tongue. Techor held her and whispered encouragement until she shuddered and moaned slowly again. The big devil leaned back on his heels, and he sighed. “I am not full, but I am definitely going to file a complaint with the BDC. If I had known you tasted like that, I would have had far different dates with you.”

She looked down at him and cried. “But I don’t want a complaint on my account. You got what you needed at the time.”

He reached up and wiped the tear from her cheek. “You are right. The past is the past, and we are looking to the future. Techor, you can let her go now, as pretty as the picture is.”

Techor released her wrists and kept an arm around her waist.

Vikor smoothed her dress into place. “There you are, all neat and tidy. Until we have a chance to get you sweaty and messy again.”

Ekron crossed his fingers. “Soon, please. That was definitely stimulating to watch.”

Klauz cleared his throat. “I cannot wait until I can wreck my own rules about sex in the restaurant.”

Drin chuckled softly, relieved to have the toy gone. She looked over at the pavlova. She sighed. “Is anyone going to eat that? Since it isn’t for me, I have to depend on generosity.”

Klauz chuckled. “Hungry again?”

She nearly pinched her fingers together in front of her face. “A little bit.”

Ekron chuckled. “As I have not directly benefited, I will fall on my sword, so to speak.”

He served himself a slice of the pavlova while Drin’s hunger stirred. Vikor helped her to her feet, and she walked to Ekron, where he used his fork. He took a huge bite and made sounds to indicate that it was tasty. She sighed and stood next to him.

He forked up another bite. She prodded him in the arm. He put the dessert in his mouth, swallowed and said, “Kneel.”

She dropped to her knees, and his eyes widened. Klauz laughed, Vikor snorted, and Techor snickered.

Ekron swept her hair from her face. “You are very accommodating.”

She chuckled. “I can be downright agreeable. Gimmee dessert.”

He laughed. “Say, please.”

“Please.”

He tapped her lips with his finger.

She touched his thigh and slid her hand toward the very noticeable rise in the fabric. She pressed her breasts against his thigh and whispered, “Please, Ekron.”

His jaw clenched, and he looked skyward. “Gods, you are picking this up fast.”

The other guys laughed. She tiptoed her fingertips across the closure of his slacks. He caught her hand, and he swallowed hard. “Fine.”

She smiled, and when he lowered the bite of pavlova to her, she opened her mouth a few seconds before the fork reached her. She closed her lips around it and moved her head back.

She had learned all kinds of fun things at the BDC. She had just never had occasion to use them. Ekron was fun to play with.

The meringue melted, the cream spread, and the fruit was a bright and acidic touch.

She lifted her head and swallowed after a few light chews.

Drin smiled brightly. “Thank you.”

She rose to her feet and turned away. He grabbed her wrist. “Don’t you want more?”

She leaned over him and whispered in his ear, “I only beg once.” She licked his earlobe and ruffled his hair.

He pulled her onto his lap and cuddled her. He got another piece and gave it to her without the theatrics.

She leaned her head against him and closed her eyes. A thumb brushed against her lips, and she opened. More dessert arrived, and she swallowed. “That’s enough, Ekron. I am good.”

Vikor chuckled. “Don’t fall asleep, Drin. You are coming to Hell with me.”

“I am not having sex in public with you tonight, Vikor.” She squinted at him. “And I know you and the guys agreed that you get in me first, and while I have no objection, I am going to want a bit of privacy for my first time. I really don’t think it’s too much to ask.”

His blue eyes gleamed. “It isn’t. I think it is very reasonable.”

The other three chuckled. Ekron snorted. “Of course he does. He gets to live a fantasy while we get to wait.”

“Yes, and it will be a long and torturous wait. Days, weeks, months at the rate you are whining.” She tapped his jaw.

Vikor laughed. Klauz laughed. Techor snorted, and Ekron growled.

“Oh, no. Don’t you try to get me hot by doing that.” She poked him in the chest and got up.

Klauz chuckled as she came over to him and hugged him. “Thanks for dinner and the foreplay.”

He laughed. “You are a delight, Drin. Come and break up my day anytime.”

“Do you ever take a day off, Klauz?”

He stroked her naked back. “I have Mondays off. I leave meal selections for my regulars, and I relax. I am suddenly getting the urge for two days off in a row. Maybe a trip to a nice hotel at the beach.”

She leaned up to kiss him, and he met her halfway. When they parted, he said his goodbyes and promised to meet up with them at the club.

She took Techor’s arm to leave the private dining room, and Ekron stalked close behind her. Vikor walked ahead of them, and she caught onto the fact that she was surrounded.

“This is going to suck when I have to work. I am not screwing my boss like Arcady is. I mean, she married him the moment they got settled, but still. She has a more flexible schedule.”

Techor patted her hand. “Don’t worry about it. Have you ever considered studying to be a legal secretary?”

She chuckled.

“I am very serious. I am guessing you had to study for previous positions.”

Ekron murmured, “Or you could be my assistant. Open schedule, nice clothing, and you get to come to all the raucous parties with me.”

She turned her head to speak over her shoulders. “I don’t really like parties. I would be stuck to your side asking when we can go home.”

“That is usually what I am thinking. If I have you with me, I have an excuse to leave early.”

She chuckled. “But with Z-Tech, I have dental.”

Techor nodded. “That is a point that wasn’t covered by our discussions. You will need medical care from time to time.”

They were in the elevator down, and Vikor looked over his shoulder. “We will take care of you.”

“And if I can’t get admitted for medical care because one of my handlers isn’t with me, what good is that?”

Vikor growled at her attitude, but it wasn’t a sexy growl. Drin had the funny idea that few people pushed back at Vikor, especially when they were female. He was going to have to get used to it. She had no intention of lying down for him when sex wasn’t being offered.