Listening to Misha begin singing again and watching as Mary's friend simply goes slack in her enfolding arms, Aethon turns back to Mary just as she tumbles out of his arms.  Gently stepping over her, he ends up with a foreleg on either side of her head.  His member had been steadily growing larger and less concealed the entire time, and it now slipped under Mary, pulling her up to her hands as its length slid up her chest to rest between her breasts.  Far too pent-up to bother with much in the way of foreplay, however, Aethon draws back and only pauses for a moment to properly align himself before he leans forward, slowly but steadily driving himself as deep as he can within her.  Stopping when he feels the telltale tightness around the very tip of his cock that informs him that Mary has taken all she physically can, he leans back and simply repeats the process again.<br/><br/>Despite her being physically incapable of taking his entire length, Mary is still perfectly capable of performing her role, as Aethon's movements increase in speed quickly, coinciding with the climax of Misha's song.  A deep, bass growling emanating from somewhere above her combined with Aethon's entire body tensing are her only warnings as he gives one last powerful thrust before Aethon begins to empty himself into her, his claws gouging curls of wood from the floorboards.  Noticing a sudden lack of Misha's singing, he turns back only to smirk at seeing Mary's friend waist-deep in Misha's craw and rapidly going deeper.  Not wanting to give her enough time to truly recover, his head and upper body curl downward, his maw opening for only a split second before it takes the entirety of Mary's head within it.  Reaching down, Aethon pins her arms to her sides and swallows, his lips sliding over and around her shoulders with an audible gulp.  Pulling back up, both with his arms and mouth, he flips Mary entirely upside down and swallows again - hard.<br/><br/>While the rapid shift in position was more likely to shake her from Misha's spell-induced haze, there's no time for her to mount any sort of meaningful resistance as Aethon takes her entire body in a single extended gulp, the muscles of his throat rippling powerfully against her.  His tongue slides across her naked form as he does so, but he's obviously not concerned about savoring his catch as in the span of only a scant few seconds her legs smoothly slide from view, the bulge of her body sliding steadily down his chest to disappear into his lower body.  His stomach is eagerly awaiting Mary, and immediately begins to churn, liberally coating her in acid.<br/><br/>Turning back and seeing that Misha had likewise finished her meal, and was apparently now singing directly to Jules, he just smiles and shakes his head.  "Well then.  I guess I'd better give the two of you some privacy by the looks of things."  Stepping back toward the door and only exiting when there was a pause in Misha's song, Aethon carefully makes his way back to the bar.