Wasn't there another bird?

Laying her down, he stood up slowly, his body giving a sudden shiver, the cool night air of the desert filtering into the cave. Moving quickly, Chris grabbed what was left of his bag and dug through the contents, giving a sigh of relief when he found a single pair of linen pants and his jacket still inside. Not hesitating, he pulled on the light clothes over his climbing shorts and shredded t-shirt, digging through the contents again, to find his sleeping bag untouched, buried underneath several extra sketch pads and his laptop. He glanced at the piece of machinery briefly, his eyes wandering back to the sleeping form just behind him, his mind starting to race.

If it was still working he might be able to get enough signal to send a distress message, and even if that didn't work, the University would know something was wrong when he didn't send his first set of research notes in at the end of the week. Carefully, he lifted the piece of technology, his fingers running over a deep gash in the plastic cover. Flipping it open, he pressed the on button, waiting for something to happen. A bright light filled the cave as the machine started up, temporarily blinding Chris as he swore quietly, glancing back at the now illuminated eagle, praying that she wouldn't wake up and attack the laptop. Glancing back at the screen, his heart leapt. It was working, if only just. Being the idiot that he was he'd forgotten to charge it the night before, the battery almost dead, and he couldn't use the solar charger he'd brought with him at night. Shaking his head, he quickly shutdown the machine, slipping it back into his backpack knowing that he probably wouldn't be able to get any signal in this cave anyway.

A soft chirp behind him made the young man turn around, the silhouette catching him off guard as he stared at the female figure, his eyes quickly making out the elongated claws of the avian's talons highlighted against the night sky. Blinking, he glanced back at the nest, his heart beat quickening as his eyes adjusted to the dark, the still sleeping form of the larger bird lying peacefully in the nest. Chris froze as he felt the second smaller eagle move past him, stepping into the nest and crouching over the other, seeming to inspect her for a while. He barely had time to blink before he felt the sharp claws pressed against his throat, the female pushing him easily down to the floor. Chris's brain began to think furiously, trying to identify any characteristic actions to her behavior that would tell him whether she planned to kill him or something worse.

A firm grip on each of his shoulders found the young man pinned to the floor, the other eagle looming over him as she leant down close. Chris gritted his teeth as he prepared for the worse, his mind still desperately racing for what she was doing, only able to come to two conclusions. Either she was about to rip out his throat or...

He shivered as he felt the hot dampness seep into the crotch of his pants, opening his eyes as the avian began to rub her crotch firmly against his, his member already beginning to stiffen beneath the fabric. Working carefully, Chris quickly undid the button and zip on his pants, pulling both them and his climbing shorts down, freeing his shaft into the cool night air. He gasped as the eagle's hot crotch suddenly pressed down on top of it, running the full length of his member as she shifted her hips back and forth. Chris could only lie back in awe, not only had he experienced the mating ritual of anthropomorphic eagles first hand, but now he was being put through an extremely rare occurrence, when a female eagle is unable to attract a mate, she finds the strongest male she can over-power and effectively rapes him for his seed. Chris was pulled out of his scientific stupor when he felt his shaft suddenly being pressed into the eagle's snatch, the bird shivering and twitching as she tried to **** it inside. Chris suddenly felt a wave of concern as he watched the female struggling to get his shaft into her small hole, the young scientist wondering if that maybe why she was unable to find a mate up until now.

Taking a breath, Chris moved quickly to take control of the situation, barely giving the eagle time to squawk before he had her on her back, her legs spread eagled as he gripped her wrists, holding them above her head. Shifting slightly to the side, he quickly pressed his free hand against her crotch, running his finger gently over the avian's tiny slit. The bird glared up at him angrily, opening her beak to cry out, the human having no other choice as he pressed his mouth into her beak, surprising the female as he pushed his tongue deep into her maw, twisting it around hers as the eagle quickly began to copy him. Carefully, he began massaging the female's crotch, working a single finger into the tiny hole, stretching it out slowly as he pushed it deeper and deeper. He felt the female shuddering beneath him as he worked, her hips thrusting lightly against his hand as he slowly pulled the digit out. Moving back and forth, Chris worked to loosen the eagle's vagina, his wrist beginning to ache slightly. Finally he felt she would be okay, his member aching after having toyed with the female for so long. He paused for a moment before suddenly releasing the eagle, surprising her as he rolled onto his back, pulling her with him.

Chris stared up at the panting bird as she slowly lifted herself off his chest, her claws running softly over his chest. He watched as she began rubbing her crotch against his member again, the juices from her newly stretched hole covering the hard shaft. He watched as she slowly and carefully, and almost erotically, lifted her hips, positioning his shaft beneath her hole and lowering herself down onto it. Chris couldn't help but moan loudly as he felt his shaft being **** into the tight space, the walls of her vagina squeezing him tightly, far more tightly than the previous eagle's had. The bird on top of him began thrusting down on his vigorously, her hips shifting erratically as Chris gripped them, helping her steady her rhythm as best he could. A sudden gasp escaped his throat as he gripped her hips tightly, thrusting up into her as she was **** down onto his shaft, the tip of his rod slamming into something, causing the avian's eyes to roll back, her own orgasm rocking her body, as Chris came directly into her womb.

Both panting for air, the avian flopped down unceremoniously onto Chris's chest, her small frame meaning her head could barely reach his chin. Sitting up slowly, Chris carefully wrapped his arms around the avian, the bird looking up at his dozily, opening her beak slightly. Chris understood the signal and pressed his face forward, giving her the same awkward kind of kiss he had before, the female shuddering happily in his arms. Exhausted, he broke the kiss, the female panting quietly for a short time before slipping into sleep. Glancing around, Chris could only see the one massive nest at the back of the cave, so he quickly lifted the female into his arms and carried her to it.

Laying her down beside the other, he tried to stand back up, suddenly finding himself held down by the smaller female. A clawed hand suddenly swung around and grabbed his shoulder, pulling the young man down between the two avian's, his head resting against the larger one's chest, the smaller of the two pulling herself closer, her arms wrapped around his neck. With a sigh Chris quickly slipped his manhood back into his pants and settled down, deciding that it was no use wasting this good of an opportunity.