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class, were a perfect example of the culture in operation. They approached sex almost as a competition. The more pleasure a man gave his partner and the more honorable his actions were, the more highly he was thought of among his peers.
    The men’s standard uniform of pants, boots, and vests that left chests and arms bare showed off the highly decorative tattoos they wore on their upper arms. On their trip to rejoin the main ship, Danek had explained the significance of his tattoos and the meanings of the various symbols that depicted his lineage, rank and notable achievements.
    One of them was a decoration for his skill and generosity as a lover, which Angie knew from personal experience he fully deserved. If it were up to her, he’d get another. He’d earned it with the pleasure he’d lavished on her in the week since their bonding.
    “I think it’s time for us to call it a night,” Micki said. Angie turned her attention back to her friend and noted the flushed cheeks, bright eyes, and the rapid rise and fall of her chest. It was easy to guess where Keelan’s hands were, even if the table blocked the view.
    “Enjoy yourself.” Angie waved at the couple and giggled at the speed they left with.
    “Micki enjoys watching for a time, then she prefers to seek her pleasure in privacy,” Danek said, his lips brushing her ear. “But you, my love, enjoy being seen.”
    “Um,” Angie agreed. Danek’s hands went to the fastening at the top of her shirt and opened it, baring her breasts. She felt them swelling in anticipation of his touch, her nipples hardening.
    He lifted her onto the table, facing him, and pushed her legs apart. Then he slid the fabric of her skirt up her legs until he had it bunched around her waist, her pussy fully exposed and accessible. His thought rang clear in her head, I will show you how you may entertain me on this tabletop .
    Danek’s eyes gleamed with laughter and sexual intent. He lowered her until she lay on the table with her hips on the edge, legs dangling down, and then hooked her ankles over his shoulders. His mouth came down on her sex as his hands moved up to cup her breasts, his fingers playing her nipples in a counterpoint to the rhythm of his tongue as he tasted her in long, deep thrusts.
    “I love it when you fuck me with your tongue,” she sighed, feeling abandoned and wanton and incredibly aroused. A nearby group of men turned to watch, and their eyes on her sent waves of heat shooting through her. Her nipples grew harder and more sensitive, and more than Danek’s saliva was making her pussy wet. She could feel her labia swelling, preparing to accommodate Danek’s cock when he finally decided she’d had enough oral play.
    She felt ready now, her body so hot and urgent that she was undulating on the table, moaning, her fingers twining in his hair as she gave herself up to the wicked assault of his mouth. She loved the way he licked and suckled her sensitive flesh, as if he craved the taste of her and couldn’t get enough.
    When he pinched her nipples with his fingers and sucked her clit at the same time, she bucked against his mouth, her head thrashing from side to side. “ Danek . Enough.”
    It is never enough.
    But he raised his head and kissed his way up her bare belly, feasted on the curves of her breasts and the stiff peaks of her nipples, then finally straightened and undid his pants and guided his engorged shaft to her slick entrance.
    It was the first time he’d gone so far with her in public, and Angie knew he was paying close attention to her reactions. They’d started off with casual petting, necking, a bit of discrete play beneath loose clothing, taking her top off, even her lowering her head into his lap and sucking him off beneath the table. This time, he was going to openly fuck her in front of an audience.
    I am such a slut , she thought, feeling her sex clench eagerly at the head of his cock as he pressed it against her.
    You enjoy being seen , Danek