Chapter 36 : Clear Intentions Part 4.
Approaching a few steps to be near Cla'ryon, it turns evident for the couple the difference in size, the Tsarina has more than the double of Marshack's height (3.5 to 7.5 meters), which results perfect for the situation, because the most private part of the female can be right in front of the Hûrngöth face if they stand still more closely.
This fact is interpreted in their minds, exilerating the lust felt by them as two biological emitions permeates the convex flowered room.
The Pheromones of Marshack combined with the Pollen produced by Cla'ryon intoxicate one another spiking up their senses with primal desires.
The instincts of both are raging to be unleash and none of them has any serenity left to contain the raising urge for pleasure.
Marshack initiates the encouter by circling the Tsarina with calm and constant steps, the motion looks slow to her, but is just the imagination of the female.
What is not an illusion is the abundant darkest purple hair of Marshack being split open along his beard and moustache to form a mane, revealing that all this time he has maintained closed his eyelids.
She fastly understand her position, as a "Prey", this Hûrngöth is an Apex in the literal sense of the meaning, which quickly is confirm in the moment he opens up his eyes portraying a prowling stare with his feral glowing lilac irises.
Anticipation builds up more on the Tsarina as Marshack circles her again, but when she changes her view from her left to the right side, the Hûrngöth is nowhere to be seen.
Panic invades the Jitaris and her body experience a tenseness like never before as the predator reappear in the blindspot behind the Tsarina, touching her naked lower back with enough force to command her to move forward.
She allows him to manhandle her, or at least is what she wants to think, truth be told, even if she wanted to put resistance, would have been useless.
A second later the Tsarina has her palms over the wall, completely vulnerable against any machination the Hûrngöth wants to execute on her.
Marshack traces the spine of the Sovereign upwards, going as far as his height allows him before changing the direction downwards, the sensation runs through the woman's body, making her feel weak on her legs, especially the knees, but she holds herself strong by putting her forehead against the wall with a short gasp.
The brightness of her Zohar intensifies, nurturing the 3 petal flowers in the vicinity, amplifying further the cooling felt in the environment as Marshack replicates the Zohar himself.
The Hûrngöth reduce to zero the distance within the Tsarina, running his hands over the thighs of the female while his nose rubs slightly but constantly against the Sovereign clitoris a few occasions, then he goes upwards to smell closely the pistil of the Jitaris.
The scent is invigorating enough to produce hunger in the Apex, he opens up his mouth, the breath scuffes the pistil, teasing the female slightly before his tongue starts to lick the clitoris of Cla'ryon with passionate tenderness.
Moisture is quickly produce in her pistil as the hands of the Hûrngöth reach the rounded ass cheeks of the Sovereign, groping her with the necessary roughness to make her understand she has no place to scape.
This mental stimulation provokes occasional spasm in the female privates, making her to muffle a couple of moans in an attempt to dissimulate her desperation.
The Tsarina climax is arriving but something is amiss, impeding her sweet release, so she resort to a shameful act for someone with her status —Ravage my gynoecium with your tongue and pinch my Filament Bverxkka.
The lustful request is followed by Marshack, as he penetrates the pistil with his tongue, just to be received with an astonishing discharge of Enph Electrons.
She let him inside of her sanctuary, but that doesn't mean he is going to have her easy.
The potency of this defensive mechanism is considerable, equivalent to a Quality 19 En'ihg attack if the scaling energy prowess is as Marshack believes.
Nevertheless, is just an interesting stimulation for the Hûrngöth, who responds with the same currency and a new one for the Jitaris, emanating Inph Yellow Electrons and Enph Green bluish Electrons simultaneously.
The shocking electric wave curses across the Jitaris with an intensity so dazzling that Cla'ryon bends her body, pressing her pelvis against Marshack's face during the trembling spams provoked by the otherworldly sensation she is perceiving.
»—D-Do i-it *ahh* a-agai-in *Mmhm*!; The Tsarina begs with ragged lustful voice, the Hûrngöth doesn't make her wait, giving her another dual discharge in the pistil using his tongue and a second one on the clitoris with the opposite thumbs of his left hand.
Marshack thrust and swirling his tongue resolutely, bumping it constantly, pleased with the feeling of the moisture degustation and the massage provide by the Gynoecium with Enph discharges of the Tsarina privates as her moaning start to get unrestricted in anticipation for her building edging climax.
The intensity and amount of the sensations she is conscious about augments as the Apex learns the functioning and responses of the Jitaris body, and with the sole motivation of making the Sovereign to experience more pleasure, he transmits a kinetic wave with a laud and firm spank.
*Ahhh*
The moan is not the only repercussion, as he has branded the Sovereign with the silhouette of his hand embedded in her flesh.
Cla'ryon legs lost all the strength with the impact plus the kinetic wave, forcing her to put together her legs as she kneel down with the face pointed to the floor.
Contracting her pistil walls while the two types of Electrons flow free through her circulatory system, making a mess of herself as she have a series of multiple orgasms followed by the release of a frozen foam constitute by Ice Blue Crio Plasma and green bluish Enph Electrons, all of it, ending inside of Marshack's mouth.
The foam hastily turns into liquid due to the Hûrngöth temperature, and the newfound fluid is ingested by him because is extremely nutritious, not to mention he feels a long forgotten sensation, "Thirst quenching".
However, his desire as well as the Tsarina urges, are not satisfied at all, she remains trembling with the ongoing climaxes, still, the female looks at him seductively.
This action backfires instantly as her sight catches Marshack's hand stamped on her ass cheek.
{Bverxkka branded me, though is just temporarily … , what is wrong with me?!, temporarily or permanent is not the relevant matter on this event, both lost control over our urges, and was as soon as we enter the room}.
Hastily she deviates the look towards the floor and with embarrassment in her voice remarks what happen »—You made me climax fast, and so hard …
*Mmhm*
{That supposed to remain inside my head, there is something wrong here}.
The thought produce in her a small new orgasm, Marshack quickly licks the foam released by the pistil, his touch rekindle the passion between the couple.
{He has not noticed yet, and i don't know what could be}.
Nevertheless, Cla'ryon is less hotheaded now and not plainly horny which allows her to keep part of her desires at bay »—Bverxkka, something is here with us, stop …
Marshack refrains himself immediately, utilizing the [Bicromy] focused on the room, the oppressive glare is felt across the Solar Sistem accompanied with his uttermost feral fury, palpable enough to send goosebumps to the kneeling Sovereign in front of him.
The Hûrngöth turn around and pounces towards the bramble obsidian bed that glows with Black Vanta Plasma in the center of the convex room piercing the furniture with his Epsidion feline tail of three terminations, catching with them the "something" inside …