Bearing It by Zenina Masters

and less of a romantic gesture.
    Hektor looked at their amused server. “Box up the dessert. We will have the trifle and the fruit salad.”
    She could see where his mind was going, and she had no objections.
    The server brought them a pair of finger bowls and some hot towels. They washed their hands and dried them.
    Fred grinned. “I call it a tie.”
    “Deal.” He released her hand, and they washed their other hands, getting to their feet the moment that Hektor had paid for dinner.
    Fred collected the containers of dessert, and they laughed together as they made their way back to the bed and breakfast.
    Teebie was in the entry hall, at her desk. “Good evening. I can see that you have mated. Congratulations.” Her expression was enthusiastic, but there was a sadness to her expression.
    Fred walked over and kissed her on the cheek. “Thanks, Teebie. We will be leaving tomorrow, but the service ratings we will leave in Shifter circles will be glowing.”
    Teebie blushed and looked away. “Thank you and thank you for being a good start to my new career. I was getting worried.”
    Fred laughed. “With food and service like this, you needn’t have worried.”
    “Go. Your mate is fidgeting.” The djinn waved her away with a smile.
    Fred chuckled and squeezed Teebie’s hand again before she returned to Hektor’s side. She looked up at him and grinned. “Well…dessert?”
    He grabbed her and tucked her under one arm while he ran for the nearest bedroom. It was his, and he wasted no time in removing her dress, shoes, underwear and arranging her on the bed. “Stop me if this makes you uncomfortable.”
    She kept silent as he arranged fruit and trifle on her body, moving to make her into the ideal table. Once the food was in place, he set the containers aside and removed his clothing, flinging them into the shadows.
    “The cream in the trifle is starting to melt.” She whispered it to him. It was sliding down her breasts and in a cool trickle between her thighs.
    “Then, I had better get started.” He leaned down and lapped at her breast, slurping up fruit and cake.
    Once he had taken it off her skin, he leaned up and fed her with his mouth. Her mind was a little taken aback, but she realised it was bird-style courtship. He merely held the food in his mouth before giving it to her, so she thanked the first bear for small mercies.
    Every time he either ate a mouthful or gave it to her, he went back and thoroughly cleaned her with his tongue. The sounds his mouth made increased her arousal, and her skin was hot all over by the time he worked on removing the last serving that he had placed between her thighs.
    This one was all his, and he munched, slurped and parted her thighs to get the last of the melted cream from her skin. She was fairly sure that he had taken all sweet traces from her, but she was rather distracted as his thorough pursuit of all the cream had her gasping and twisting against him.
    He held her thighs with a tight grip, and the slurping continued as he used his tongue to tease, penetrate and torment her.
    “Please, Hektor.”
    He looked up at her and thrust two fingers inside her wet heat. “Yes?”
    “I want you. Please.”
    “I don’t know, I am a little full.” He grunted when she reached down and pulled on his hair. “Yes, ma’am.”
    When he was up where she wanted him, she kissed him savagely, tasting herself on his lips and not caring a whit. She undulated against him, using her body to beg him now.
    He thrust into her slowly, and her mind blanked as pleasure peaked and she shuddered in his arms.
    “Thank the feathers.” He grunted and shook as his cock jerked inside her. His weight was supported on his arms and his back arched giving her a magnificent view as he came.
    His eyes were dazed and unfocused as he slowly slumped on top of her. Their chests were heaving and their pulses were racing. He shifted to one side and cuddled her against him. “I like dessert.”
    She snorted