“This is stupid and insane,” I stared at the Goliath woman with narrow eyes as I used Mage hand to shelve a book.

“I appreciate your feedback and will take it into consideration,” Gae Lia retorted as I stared up at her. I snorted.

“Listen, I’ll help but I’m not getting more involved that some information,” I hopped onto a rolling cart and let its momentum to push me through the shelves.

She followed, easily keeping up, her bodyguard Ms. Macabre behind me.

“Ephie you’re a lifesaver.”

“I know, and I’m happy to help but I’m not getting to wrapped up in your Mafia shit.”

“Shh, keep it down,” Gae Lia said glancing around before realizing the library was empty.

“The only person besides you that’s showing up in the next hour is my boyfriend,” I said glancing at the clock. “We can speak freely. It’s just you, me, and the hot orc lady.”

Ms. Macabre blushed, “Hey, at least call me my name or my job title at least.”

“Right of course, Ms. Macabre that hot orc lady bodyguard,” I drawled looking over at her.

Gae Lia sighed as Ms. Macabre blushed. Gae Lia pinched the bridge of her nose, “I just need any info I can get on Black Tentacles, Necromancy, and any recent newspapers you have.”

“That’s easy enough, I’ll grab those for you,” I whistled, and Snapdragon appeared.

“Snap, can you grab the newspapers from the last two weeks?”
The cat mewled before trotting off. I then waved a hand and another mage hand appeared and shot across the library. It came back seconds later with two books and dropped them in Gae Lia’s hands.

“Thanks.”
“No problem, I would give you more, but we’re required to report if someone checks out multiple books on dark magic,” I said pushing the cart back towards the front as they followed.

“Recent policy change?”
“Indeed,” I glanced down the aisle. “There’s Snappy with the newspapers.”

My adorable cat was trotting with a bundle of newspapers tied with string, her mouth biting down on the knot.

“Thank you Snap,” Gae Lia said bending down to take the bundle from her. She rubbed herself on her hand in thanks, and then made her way over to Ms. Macabre and began rubbing on her legs.

“Hm, she likes you,” I said curiously, and eyed my friends face. She was flushed, and she had a soft smile on her face looking at Ms. Macabre.

“She’s cute…and single?” I asked in Draconic.

“Shut…shut up she’s my bodyguard!”

“Denial, classic,” I chuckled, then switched back to common, “Well I’m glad I helped you find everything, if you’ll excuse me my boyfriend will be here in ten minutes and I’m not ready to explain how I have a friend in the mafia.”

“Fair enough, we really should actually get food sometime.”
“Yes, I’ll message you tomorrow or something?”

“Can’t wait,” Gae Lia said waving as she carried the stack of books out the door, Ms. Macabre holding it open for her.

I can’t wait for the wedding.

I glanced at the clock after waving them out. Thank gods they got out of here before Drolter arrived. He didn’t need to worry about my Mafia connection.

It wasn’t even ten minutes later that I heard the front door open and the familiar click of claws on the tile floor. I was shelving a book when I felt his arms wrap around me.

“Hey love,” he murmured.

“Hey,” I said softly turning to him.

He glanced around, noticing we were totally alone.

“Quiet day, huh?” He said nonchalantly.
“Indeed it is,” I said wrapping my arms around his waist. “I know a nice corner with a surprisingly comfy couch that we can settle on, you can read what you came to get and I can finish shelving these while you find them?”

“Deal.”

He bent down to kiss me before turning and disappearing down an aisle. I took a moment, before quickly shelving the books and in record time plopping myself on to the couch to wait for him. Ten minutes later he showed up, a stack of tomes in hand and a soft smile on his face when he spotted me.

“Hey,” he said sitting down next to me, before laying down with his head in my lap.

“Hey,” I said placing a hand on his head and running my fingers over the scales. He’d gotten more affectionate over time, but even more in the last few days. I didn’t mind, I realized my hormones tended to make me clingy when I am menstruating, either way I was glad today was the last day.  Pain potions were well and good but I was sick of the whole event.

Drolter nuzzled me for a minute, before pulling out the book he had grabbed.

“Won’t you get in trouble for this? Talking is one thing but we’re literally on a couch cuddling,” he said glancing his Fern green eyes at me.

“Nah, not busy and besides there’s someone in the back. I’m reliable and I have a stone that’ll buzz if I’m really needed,” I said patting the pocket on my blouse.

“Oh, well that’s good,” he said turning to be in a more comfortable position before beginning to read his book. “You smell good by the way.”

“Thank you..?”

“Yeah did you get a new soap?”
“No, same as always.”

“Hm, must be something hormonal then. I can smell changes like that.”
“I am at the end of my cycle, so that’s probably it.”

“Yeah the blood smell is a lot fainter.”

“You could smell that?” I asked startled, and he looked back at me surprised.

“Yeah..? Any Dragonborn can, so can Kobold’s, Lizardfolk, Tabaxi and any other similar race. Is that not public knowledge?”

“Uh no, never learned that before.”

“Well I’m all for teaching,” he grinned.

“Uhuh,” feeling slightly awkward.

“Listen it just means I’ll know when to bust out the blankets and chocolate,” he said glancing at me again.

“That is indeed a bonus,” I contemplated, striking an exaggerated thinking pose.

He laughed, before turning to his book once again. I took the opportunity to finish writing my response letter to my mom. Thanking her for letting me know they were coming and telling her that I’d be introducing them to my boyfriend when they arrived.

We spent the next few hours in this cozy position, blissfully uninterrupted. Finally it was seven and I could leave, so we did, and headed back to Drolter’s place for the night.

Once we placed our bags down and I headed to the kitchen to make tea for us, I heard Drolter’s claws click on the tile of the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around me, and with me standing on a step stool I was able to reach the perfect height for his chin to rest on my head.

“You smell really good,” he murmured.

“You told me that earlier, remember?”

“I know, but it’s even better now. Come on back to the couch with me.”

“I will, let me just bring the tea,”  said waving a hand for a spectral hand to follow with the tray. I glided it to the coffee table and I was just about to follow when Drolter lifted me up. I yelped in surprise as he lifted me on to the counter.

“You really do smell good,” he murmured. “Would you be okay if we postponed the cuddling?”

“I don’t mind,” I got my face close to his, my mouth almost touching his lips. “What did you have in mind instead?”

I pressed my foot, the only part that could reach, against the natural bulge in his pants and he hissed in surprise. I saw his eyes shift, the pupils went from full to waxing moons, and finally to a tiny crescent.

“I want every inch of you,” he growled, and then pressed his lips to mine. I felt his hands slide under my shirt and unfasten my bra with practiced precision. He then slid my shirt off and took a moment to admire me before ducking his head into my neck and nipping.

“Drolter, fuck,” I gasped.

“Yeah, that’s what I’m about to do to you,” I heard him mutter as he moved his way down my neck to my breasts.

He nipped my breast, and a shiver ran down my back.

“Would you be okay if I bit you tonight?” He said suddenly.

“S-sure!” I said blushing

“Just tell me if it hurts to badly and I’ll stop,” he then scooped me up and carried me. Kissing me and running his tongue through my mouth as he walked us to the bedroom. He gently tossed me on to the bed, as I looked up at him I could see a lusty look that I hadn’t seen before on his face.

I instinctively reached down and slipped off my skirt and underwear. My cycle was apparently done and so I used a quick spell to clean off the remains.

I blushed deeper as I watched him strip. Something was different, he was more forceful, more daring, it was really fucking hot.

 His erection sprung out and was ready. He climbed on top of me, running finger through my pussy to make sure it was wet enough. I was practically dripping, and I felt him growl. Gods I liked being a top, it was really rather exhilarating, but I did miss being roughed around on occasion. This was like a balm I didn’t know I needed.

He quickly lined himself up and pressed in, I gasped at the sudden fullness. I moaned as he thrust, quick and sure. His speed was faster than I had seen it, and every slam shook me to my core. He leaned into me; his arm propped next to my head. He leaned down and I felt him bite down on my shoulder. The pain startled me, but I was quickly moaning and groaning. He bit me again on the other shoulder, and then on my neck. I could feel a small trickle of blood from the one on my shoulders. I looked at it, and I could see it was shallow. But the sight of it turned me on even more. I felt my orgasm approach, and I was gasping as he pinned me down further. I came fast and hard, I could feel him groan as he grew slightly larger in me, and I felt him cum inside of me.

But he didn’t stop.

As my orgasm began to peter out, he flipped me over, so I was on my stomach, my ass in the air. His cock still pounding into me.

Fuck what has gotten into him? And why is it so goddamn hot?

He thrust into me, and I felt his claws dig into my hips. I was quickly learning I was more of a masochist than I thought as the feeling nearly sent me over the edge again. I felt him shift again, and suddenly we were falling back as I felt him pull on to his lap. His hands lifting me up and down as he used me like a cock sleeve, and fuck if that wasn’t hot. I felt a hand wrap under my chin, him pulling me back so he could bite into my shoulder again, and I felt him groan as another spurt of cum filled me.  

We went like this for what felt like hours, he came an endless number of times. I still beat him on that. Eventually though, as I lay on the bed. Cum leaking out of me and pooling a little. Covered in bite marks, scratches, and bruises. I felt him flop next to me. I felt him pull me close, curling himself around me in a lovingly protective way, I winced as he pressed into my arm. Suddenly as if he were knocked out of a daze, I saw his eyes clear and widen. He looked at me, my eye lids half closed in exhaustion, and then push himself slightly away, struggle to get on his knees and gasp looking me over.

“Ephie, what the fuck did I do?” He looked horror struck at the sight of the bit marks and the cum leaking out of me.

“Fucked the life out of me,” I sighed and grinned.

“I hurt you, gods I bit you all over. Fuck you’re bleeding,” he winced as he tried to stand, probably to get something to clean up the bites. “How long did we go for??”

“Dunno, ’bought lost track of time.”

He glanced at the clock on the wall, it was nearly eleven.

“What? Fuck that’s way longer than usual,” he groaned and headed for the bathroom. He soon came back with some bandages, disinfectant, and a washcloth.

“We might need to change the sheet. I think I sweat through it and now I’m leaking. Sorry.”

“You do not need to apologize, gods don’t I am so sorry.”

“Dolter I liked it,” I muttered a tad embarrassed admitting it.

“You’re injured,” he said wiping the first bit of antiseptic on my arm. I hissed at the pain. “Sorry.”

“Drolter I’m kinky and I liked it a lot,” I said placing a hand on his cheek.

“But-“

“I understand if you didn’t like it,” I said reassuringly and trying to be soothing.

“…I think I did though,” he sounded ashamed. “I don’t like that I got satisfaction from hurting you.”

“Drolter I don’t think it was causing me pain that you liked, but I do thinking your into biting a bit,” I chuckled at the accidental pun.

“Ephie..”

“Drolter.”

We looked into eachothers eyes for a few moments.

“You’re sure you’re okay?”

“Yes. Absolutely.”

“Okay,” he still didn’t look happy about it.

“Do you have any idea what that was?”

“It might be … a heat thing?”

I paused, “Drolter you’re telling me you went into heat?”

“Not quite,” he scrateched the back of my head as he finished bandaging my shoulders. “I think my body thinks you did.”

“Huh?”

“You’re cycle, it’s over now right?”

“Yeah?”

“Well what comes after that Ephie?”

A flame flickered in my head.

“Ovulation, but that’s not for a few days!”

“True, but hormonally you’re body is getting ready for it.”

“…And that set yours off. Is that why I smell good to you?” I said with wide eyes.

“Yeah, and you still do but my body is satisfied right now so I’m fine.”

“So this will happen every month?” I said taking his hand.

“Unless we don’t see each other during this time period, then probably yeah.”

“Good,” he looked startled. “As long as I’m okay with this, does it make you uncomfortable?”

“I—I think I’m okay as long as you’re okay. But you liked it that much?”

“Yeah,” he blushed a deep shade of Sage. “I didn’t realize I would till it happened.”

“Okay,” he took a moment. “Alright. Well let’s change the bed sheet and then I really think I need to hold you for a while so I know you’re okay.”

“Okay love,” I kissed him for a second, before trying to stand up and almost immediately falling over on unsteady legs.

“Shit!” Drolter yelped diving to catch me and just barely managing to. He breathed a sigh of relief. “Alright you’re just going to sit on this pillow and I’ll change the sheets.”

“Deal,” I laughed awkward.

He settled me on a pillow that had tumbled on the floor, before quickly changing the sheet and straightening the pillows, he bent down, and took me into the bathroom. He turned around as I cleaned up, still wobbly but good enough, and put on a t shirt sitting in the hamper. He then picked me up again and laid me on the bed, leaving for a moment to turn out the lights in the living room, before protectively curling himself around me, gently making sure not to press into any of my injuries.

“I love you Drolter,” I said kissing him once again. He cupped my cheek before pressing his forehead against mine.

“I love you too Ephie,” he murmured, as I drifted off to sleep.