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Two kingdoms, two peoples, one only king and a queen: the new empire has born

Chapter 18: The Northern Empire's birth

Kesteven and Kendrew put to rest their fallen warriors in a nice, warm morning of sun so calm, peaceful and wonderful that seemed to give its personal honors to the valorous heroes that had given their lives to defend their homeland and people. All Kesteven was present, with the only exception of the wounded too seriously hurt and that couldn't leave their beds. The others, even if badly hurt, were present, standing on attention and proudly wrapped into their uniforms if just was possible, giving their greeting and honors to their fallen comrades. Ken was standing in the very first line, proud in his white Predator's uniform even if with an arm less... and many others were in his same condition. And the people all around them looked at them with the deepest respect.

Thousands of white crosses had been lined up in the field, over the short, flush green grass, under the shadow of the huge trees. Something that contained even a mystery that made Killer smile. Each morning, during the time when the graveyard was being prepared to welcome the heroes of the kingdom, the workers would find many more crosses already in position, many more graves dug, of what they had managed the day before... and the king knew that Riaku was still hiding himself in Kesteven and that had been working to the graves each night, crying silently. He knew, because he had helped... and because he knew Riaku and his goodness. And Killer was relieved in the awareness that many person in Kesteven had come to imagine that the Black Lighting had wanted to start remedy in some way to his errors.

Thousands of coffins had been already placed on their graves for the last salute, wrapped into the flags of Kesteven or of Kendrew, depending on their provenience... and they had been grouped for unit, so to be near to their comrades even after the death. But no distinction had been made between Kesteven and Kendrew. They may be two different kingdoms, two different peoples, but now had been united forever, after all... under the lead of one only king and one only queen. And fighting together they had become one only thing. War can be horrible over any imagination, yes... but it generates also the deepest of friendships between the ones that fight side to side.

Killer and Alexis had personally carried the coffin of William to his new and last rest place. Ken hadn't heard any reason, good or bad that it was, and had helped... and the fourth men had been Roger Nellis. Killer hadn't seen him in a very long time, and he had couldn't help but trade a smile and a hug with that comrade of the old times that had also helped him to develop most of his projects of weapons and systems. Roger Nellis was a member of the Kesteven's 15° Royal Electric and Mechanic Engineers (REME) Regiment, and his tasks ranged from repairing tanks to making work radios to wander into chips and computer systems to fix them for the soldiers and generally ensure that every piece of equipment was working and ready for the use. But as everyone, had fought bravely in the Green Zone during the battle for Kesteven.

William had been given all the honours, in representing of all the fallen soldiers as well, since he was very known and very liked in all Kesteven. He had been a hero of many wars. A living symbol of the Parachute Regiment and its excellence. He had been the mentor of the prince Killer and the very first following the prince and general in what had to become the Predators division. Later he had been the one who had trained all the Predators of Kesteven and had been a consultant for the Ministry of Defence... but, especially, he had been a great friend for all of his soldiers. He had been a brother for Killer. He had gained the love and admiration of the entire kingdom with his simple, generous nature... and he had been a symbol of everything of good that could be found in Kesteven, and the entire kingdom now was sadly giving its goodbye to one of his best sons.

When his coffin had been placed gently at its place, everyone, Killer and Alexis first of all, had stood on attention as a large platoon of Predators had fired sad, saluting salvoes of rifle in the air, cannons of the artillery echoing with their rumbles from the bulwarks of the castle as two entire kingdoms stood to remember their warriors. Then Killer had spent some time trying to give a proper thank and a proper goodbye to his lost friends... but it was hard to find proper words and the force to talk. It hadn't been a great speech... but everyone had lived those days of tragedy and there wasn't need of words. Events, memories, emotions... everything spoke alone in the souls of everyone. Kesteven had survived once more, walking across its darkest hour and coming out to light again thanks to men like the ones they were honouring.

And Killer knew that somewhere, Riaku was giving his homage as well, looking down to the graveyard and to the ceremony, giving his own goodbye and, in the same time, hoping to find the way to return. To return who he was and to return to Kesteven once more as a son of the pearl of the north, and not as the betrayer that had made of it ruins. And at the end he even spot his son and rival, standing in the shadow of a window of a ruined palace that dominated the graveyard... and once more, he had the confirmation that the Black Lighting wasn't faking, and that they had absolutely to walk on that way, and hurry up themselves, to avoid other tragedies.

Kesteven and Kendrew, too, needed to hurry up themselves on a new road. Reconstruction after that devastating war wasn't gonna be just a work of muscles, sweat, cranes and building. New challenges, even harder and much more dangerous and cruel, were coming fast, and still hiding themselves so well that neither Killer nor Alexis had a precise idea of what to wait. But the sovereigns knew well that they had many things to do, and to as soon as possible, to prepare themselves and their reign to the new tempest of which the dark clouds were already grouping on the horizon.

Kesteven obviously needed to be reconstructed and strengthened... but first of all, the two kingdoms had now to melt themselves in one only great empire, the greatest that the Northlands and most of the world had known in all the long path of history. And in this difficult operation, Killer was relieved by the brotherhood that was born between the two peoples during the battle fought side to side. Both Kesteven and Kendrew were prideful nations, with long history and tradition of power and excellence that couldn't be erased and that could have been a major problem in the occasion of a fusion... but now, united in the fight and united under one only king and one only queen, master and mistress that no one could dare to challenge, the two kingdoms gladly accepted the union into a sort of federation, that left both nation independent and integer, but in the same time made one only thing of them. Killer called it Northern Empire in the speech that he had to make in front of the population and later of the International Council of the nations. He was the first to believe it was a lame name, but it was simple and sincere, at least... and it was welcomed by the people. Later, was found the perfect new flag, that once more underlined the brother-like conjunction of two kingdoms: the red cross in white flag, common of both nations, was confirmed and in the middle had been represented the golden, winged sword of Kesteven and, overlapping the blade, was the profile of the roaring tiger's head in black that was the symbol of Kendrew. It might look like childish and stupid to care so much of political matters and flags, but the time was little and the changes vital... besides, flags have a great importance to every patriot. They are the very first symbol of the union of who fights together the challenges of both peace and war and it's the very first thing that, in the heart of everyone, represents instinctively the homeland, its value, its ideals... it was something very needed in that difficult moment, when everyone had to fight to recover from the wounds left by the conflict.

Then, Killer and Alexis started caring of their main sector, the armed forces, while Serene followed the political matters of the newborn nation and proceed to apply the Law of the king over all the lands and the peoples once more. The family of Killer helped gladly, as well and that resulted particularly important when they unified the forces of Kendrew and Kesteven in one only navy, one only air force and one only army, choosing, between all the important decisions made, the black as the new color of the uniforms. And obviously the king returned to work at close contact with his old friend and comrade Roger Nellis, as in the past had been. He and a large Research & Development institution had been the main source of help and information for Killer whenever he had had ideas for new weapons, vehicles or systems, and the one who had made those ideas possible and realized them. And once more, also hurried up by the huge steps forwards of the technology and the huge progresses of the possible enemies and by the threat of the UCWs in particular, Killer started to draw and design new rifles and new systems for his soldiers. Alexis in particular resulted very important in the developing of any new fire arm, with her unmatched experience and her intelligent comments and suggestion as shooter. Thanks to her help, for example, was developed a new Anti-Material Heavy Sniper Rifle to replace the X12. The new rifle, X13, packed a completely new body, made in lighter and more resistant composite materials to reduce the overall weight, equipped with four multifunctional racks along the long sides of the barrel to carry various optics and telescopes and laser range-finders and aimers and complete of a foldable rear grip that acted as adjustable monopod during the aiming and a forwards grip and the usual foldable light bipod. The weapon conserved the calibre 20x155 of the preceding, but fielded a power of impact still major thanks to a new designed round with Depleted Uranium-made tip to allow further piercing power into armours and an enhanced explosive-incendiary warhead inside. The round was also made capable to airburst, just like the grenades of the Cobra of Killer: they could be activated and made explode with a remote control system just over a trenched target to water it with slivers and flames. This new 20 mm round was also available for the Cobra itself and for all the heavy machine guns, thanks to the calibre commonality. But the best point of the new rifle had been designed and requested by Alexis herself... she had designed a new muzzle brake and a new system of springs to reduce incredibly the recoil in order to better suit her revolutionary idea. She had designed a working shutter that could be used in two modes different, making at will the rifle a bolt action or a semi-auto. The advantages were huge: in bolt action mode, a sniper reaches his top level of accuracy... while the semi-auto mode allows a rapid engagement of different targets nearby, something next to impossible with the old, bolt-action only X12. The same change was also planned for the lighter Standard Sniper Rifle 8, which become SSR9 with the new, lighter body and the new double-mode shutter.

Another idea of Alexis was about a use of a new, very recent technology know as Metal Storm to realize a few different applications. The entire concept is based on using electric signals to fire the propellant of the rounds, eliminating the need for conventional clips and mechanics into the weapon and opening the door for hyper-fast shooting, stacking the bullets directly into the barrel and overcoming the limits of the mechanic systems of normal fire arms. The problem of unwanted, spontaneous denotations of the other bullets because of the stress, heat and gas of the shooting of another, has been resolved containing the propellant in 'skirts' that form the rear part of each projectile. These skirted projectiles differ from conventional 'shells and cartridge' units in that the skirts are part of the projectile, and in that the skirts are 'open-ended' (at the rear). The rearward seal to the skirt is provided by the nose of the following projectile in the barrel. As in the previous design, the firing of a projectile result in a rearward impulse on the remaining projectiles stacked in the barrel. This results in the skirts of the remaining shells in the barrel being compressed against the following shell heads, effectively creating a seal that prevents hot gases in the barrel triggering unintended propellant ignition ('blow-back') along the length of the barrel. Metal Storm also introduced inductive electronic ignition of the propellant, effectively from outside the barrel. This overcame technical issues in maintaining physical contacts with the propellant charges, which due to the compression effectively 'shift' slightly backwards within the barrel during firing. The possibilities of use were numerous and the possible results huge... but they decided to go on calmly on it, because shoot fast means end the ammo reserve fast, as well... and wars of every time taught that the soldiers, in the stress of the battle, tend to lose the control and going "Rock and Roll", firing all the rounds in the weapon until the clip is empty, which rapidly leaves the man helpless and scared.

Alexis, Killer and Roger, anyhow, come up with several different ideas based on the concept: the start was develop a small, electric-conducing structure to be used as clip, stacked with projectiles and easy and rapid to insert in the barrel, that could be realized in different sizes and welcome different kind of ammo. The next step was create simple grenade launchers for tanks and armoured vehicles, almost nothing more than tubes stacked with three grenades, smoke or fragmentation ones. Then they designed the very same system to replace the much more complex, single-shot underslung grenade launcher for the assault rifles. Then, Alexis come out with a much more ambitious project for a new pistol based on the new technology: her idea, for what had to be called Desert Storm, leaved Killer deeply impressed and fascinated, so much that they immediately drawn it together, trying to fix it to perfection.

The result coming out from their efforts late at night, was a modular weapon that conserved the shape and appearance of the Type 91 as handle and trigger guard but that could be assembled with up to four barrels of different lengths, calibers and rounds-capacity, each up to 12.70 mm of caliber. A selector on the side of the weapon allows the user to fire the barrels one at a time or in different combination or all together to defeat all sorts of possible threats, like armoured personnel, positions of resistance and various shelters and even armoured vehicles. A barrel can be loaded with combinations of rounds of different calibers to offer different capabilities, and massive piercing effects can be obtained firing all four barrels together, if needed in a continuous firing mode that will fire so fast to almost form a "solid spear" of bullets coming in a row that will have massive perforation capability even against heavy armors. Each barrel, wanting to, could be fitted with bullets adequate to face each a different possible situation, maybe fitting one with not-lethal rounds or such, making it a perfect all doing weapon. The production would have been careful, at least at the start, and Killer planned to give the very first two pistols produced to Alexis, who had dreamed and designed them and who would have been the best user ever for such weapons.

But that was just part of the rebirth of their forces. Killer's main idea, much more ambitious, was centred on battlegroups extremely mobile, agile and powerful despite their little extension, which could be moved rapidly to a crisis zone to react and shoot down immediately any problem at the very start and work as an effective deterrent against any possible rival with ideas too ambitious. He also gave new impulse to the development of nuclear weapons to be used as deterrent, starting the development and acquisition of a small number of warheads and intercontinental missiles to be used as vectors and to be based on the latest nuclear submarine of the newborn, joint navy. Besides, he also ordered an ambitious program for the construction of several huge launch sites underground in the empire's territory where base missiles capable to intercept enemy weapon's vectors even out of the atmosphere, giving a full umbrella of protection against cruise and ballistic missiles launched against his reign.

But probably the most ambitious plan he come up with and designed, was for a full, working digital network that could joint the communications and intelligence between all three of the armed forces and all the platforms on the battlefield, from the carrier vessel to the single soldier. An idea extremely ambitious, but also extremely effective: the program, known as Joint Digital Warriors system and informally known with the motto "No one fights alone", would have joined every combatant in a net of info, data and images shared and used to spot, identify, control and destroy the enemy.

The new system required incredibly powerful and fast informatics systems, that had to be as small and light as possible to not be too hard and bothering to carry over vehicles, planes and ships and, furthermore, on a soldier. The system had to be composed by an integrated Central Processing Unit to generate and manage the data, a GPS-Mapping unit and a reliable energy source plus a computer system for the displaying of the info elaborated and sensors and cameras for the gathering of intelligence material to be sent back in the net.

The performance needed were reached with new, microscopic circuits realized with DNA instead of silicon, that were smaller and in the same time much more powerful and fast, capable to process million of operations for second and manage a quantity of data that was otherwise impossible to bear. New satellites for communication and espionage, equipped with radar and infra-red telescopes were designed, assembled and sent in orbit to create the net of communication on global scale, a system completely and uniquely managed and used by the military, fully isolated from the internet and protected with huge attention from any sort of external threat or attempt of infiltration. Two main centres were to be built, one in Kendrew and one in Kesteven. They had to be huge bunkers built deep into the ground, well hidden and well protected, were base the enormous processors and main computer systems of the Network and were base the operative Head Quarters for the joined armed forces and the centres of intelligence, electronic war and all the other vital services to be carried on the net in support at the soldiers deployed. Smaller centres of support, destined to the Command and Control (C2) of single units, were built in the major bases, meant to work also as backup stations, so that the net could continue to work even with a good part of it destroyed or not functional.

Of course the hardest part was develop a fully functional, reliable and possibly not too bulky system for the infantry. Killer decided to create a new uniform made with the very first nanomachines available on the global market, a material extremely flexible and very resistant that would have been like a low-grade armour to cover all the body of the soldier, and then developed a new version of the Osprey tactical combat vest that had proved so well in the latest battles, changing especially the design of the Aegis armour. He made it modular, so that the level of protection, bulk and weight could be regulated in function of the needs of the moment. The new vest was obviously enhanced in terms of protection, with a layer of scales of ballistic armour composite sandwiched between several layers of Kevlar and composite fibres light and resistant. The Aegis was also completed with another layer with a resistant, wearable plastic "tank" for water with a tube so that the soldier could drink in any moment and have always a reserve of water, even in case of problems with the flasks and a system capable to interface all the components of the digital suite in wireless mode.

The digital suite itself was compounded by a light and powerful central processing unit in a protected, resistant case in composite plastics, a similarly reinforced GPS-Mapping unit and a rechargeable battery with an autonomous life of 16 hours. These three systems, to be fixed on the back of the combat belt, were anyhow kept steadily alimented with electric current thanks to two small current-generators in the heels of the combat boots, capable to generate electricity from each step and sent it with cables to the battery. To further help, was developed a flexible tarpaulin-solar panel capable to generate noticeable amounts of energy and eventually be worn over the tactical backpack. For emergency case, when the consume was very high, Roger designed a small, portable fuel cell capable to generate current from the hydrogen... the only rejection of the process being water, to be eventually even used for the soldier's reserve.

The real cores of the systems, anyhow, were the personal weapon and the helmet of the soldier. The weapon was fitted with a laser range-finder and a digital tactical aiming sight capable to work in the Infra-Red and thermal spectre, allowing aiming in both day and night and allowing spotting clearly targets even behind a wall or other obstacles. In the sight was also integrated a digital camera, linked in wireless mode to the visor of the helmet. The visor was likely the most important piece of all the suite: it was capable to bear bumps, hits and to repeal even small calibre bullets and it was protected against any sort of blinding, was it natural, laser or even nuclear and it worked as a display, reporting all the info from the Net, starting from the maps to a sophisticated visual interface to help the soldier. It was a version greatly enhanced of the visors Killer and Alexis had used and found so useful during the recent battles in Kesteven, and they wanted it to become a standard issue equipment, at least for all the Predators and the section commanders of all the army.

The helmet was also suited with a conformal, built in satellite-antenna for the long range communications, headphones and microphone of the personal Integrated COMMS suite, a small digital day/night camera programmed to film all what the soldier saw and send back the images in real time to the HQ in automatic mode. The comrades could share images, wanting, and the commanders could gather rapidly and efficiently useful data and intelligence from the vision of the soldiers on the ground. Another camera day/night was fitted on the other side of the helmet and worked in a special way, asking an identification code and receiving an answer to identify friend forces in automatic, putting a blue outline to the profile of the contact on the soldier's visor once verified it was a friend. Otherwise, the camera was sensible enough to pick up the eventual presence of uniforms or weapons and other possible particular signs on the contact, bringing to its identification as enemy, with the subsequent red-alone to appear on the visor. If the contact was identified as civilian or the identification was impossible, the profile would have been signed in green. Other important sensor, brought in a pocket on the armour, was the Shots Detection System, a suite of multidirectional microphones capable to identify the enemy shots and signal on the visor of the soldier the distance and the direction of origin, allowing a fast answer.

The helmet itself was realized in two different versions: the normal-looking MK1, open on the front and conventional, and the MK2 for extreme environments, which looked almost like a motorbike's helmet and offered all-around protection, incorporating also a mask of filters for the cleaning of polluted air. The mask could be easily linked to an oxygen bottle to be used even by High Altitude launching parachutists and scuba divers. The entire uniform featured basic-grade chemical treatments against fire and Nuclear Bacteriologic Chemical pollution and the computer system was protected against the electromagnetic pulses and interferences of a nuclear explosion.

The full development, through, would have asked a rather long time, also because this was just the common part of the systems. Specialized equipment had to be designed for the single roles. Section Commanders, for example, would have also had a computer-drawing board where sketch their orders and plans of attack, which would have been sent into the Net and to the visors of the single soldiers interested. The sniper would have received further equipment for the target surveillance and intelligence gathering, plus a revolutionary and sci-fi looking "invisibility cloak": a camouflaging material made up of nanomachines capable to capture the light in a trap of microscopic mirrors, giving back to a watcher the image of what was on the opposite side of the soldier wearing the cloak, creating so a sort of true invisibility. The assaulter would have been then equipped with a new-designed mine clearance pod, contained in a backpack insertion to be fixed on the tactical rucksack. The pod, named Viper, contained a rocket tied to a rope of nylon covered with explosive charges: when a mine-field was met, the pod was placed on the ground in front of it, opened, and the rocket fired in a parabola over the zone to clear. The rope was so brought over the mine-field and the charges could explode, cutting passages into the barbed and razor wires and detonating mines, opening a safe corridor of 50 metres for 5.

But of course, Killer and Alexis knew that another point of the future security of the newborn Empire were themselves. The sovereigns had to be strong and prepared to defeat every rival... made of flesh or steel that they were, the emperor had to take them down. Master and mistress had to be ready to defend their domain and superiority... and both Killer and Alexis took very seriously this task. Each day, they trained themselves furiously. Their duels become harder and harder from time to time, the two strengthening up themselves for the new challenges to come with conviction and furor, pushing their bodies over their same limits. They had to become stronger, faster, and smarter than anything and anyone the mysterious RA could throw against them... it wasn't fear, no. They were instead thrilled and excited of the new battles to come. Challenges had always been the bread of the lives of both the two tigers... but they had responsibilities that become heavier and heavier with time. Because they loved each other more than their respective lives and had to survive to stay together... Because they were gonna be a true, complete family rather soon, when their son would have come to life and they had to be good parents and examples. Because two peoples and two kingdoms looked at them as the guides, as the defenders and the unmatched rulers. Because the strong looked at them with fear and submission and saw them as gods, following them in the good path, while the weak looked at them with gratitude and adoration because they brought justice, respect and security even to them. Because no one in all the Northern Empire could dare to challenge them, and the order and the justice were held in place by their domination. Every sin, every crime, every abuse of power and every act that breaks their law or sounded like a challenge to their power was rapidly and mercilessly punished. There wasn't the uncertainty of justice and the weak punishment of law and bureaucracy like in most of the world, but who had committed a crime was soon reached, captured and savagely beaten, even to death if needed. Strength gave Killer and Alexis the power. The same strength was the power itself, ensuring for everyone a calm and fair life where everyone had the respect deserved and where the good was protected from the bad. The sovereigns were the lighthouse of the empire and the defenders of it; the ones that, everyone knew, an enemy would have needed to deal with before get access to the kingdom itself... many enemies and rivals had even dropped their plans of attack, knowing with whom they had to measure themselves. Many others had been repealed and destroyed and crushed. Every one in the empire was sure to be safe and protected. And both the master and the mistress wanted this to last.

And that meant a lot of hard training... but also something more than just duel, shoot and lift weights and run. Killer was still trying to understand the full, huge spectre of possibilities that his strange genetic code seemed to own... his vital cycle was unlimited, keeping faith to the studies of his father... and he knew that Seth was an optimum genetists and had built around himself a formidable team of doctors and professors that were just as much competent and professional, so he had very little doubts that they could be wrong. Besides, he wasn't gonna get older, physically... reached a certain age, still far in the time, his development would have reached its peak and maximum perfection, and his body would have sorta "frozen" its ageing at that point, keeping him at his best shape life-long. His strength, already so huge, was gonna rise exponentially with time... and on Killer, trainings had a much better effectiveness than on any other individual. Even if he was already a giant, he was gonna grow further, as well: as all ligers, he had inherited the lack of the growth-inhibition gene. His development wouldn't have been life-long like in normal ligers, through. He had to expect a good few years still of growing and development... that was apparently further enhanced by training, efforts, fighting and, to certain levels, even by pain and damages. His body healed much faster than normal and was apparently invulnerable to any sort of poison and even to radiations and the known bacterial and viral diseases... better still, these seemed to just feed his body to develop further resistance and strength, as well. He was amazed. Obviously surprised, as well, since he had ignored all this for most of his life... and he was happy, irritated and scared all together. Happy for the obvious, almost divine possibilities he had. Irritated because his strength, his musculature, his power that he took so much pleasure and satisfaction in, seemed suddenly something gained not because of his training, started at so young age... but of his unique genetic code, making look it all sorta like cheating, something he wasn't used to. Scared, because he feared the meanings of a life virtually infinite, where he would have seen all of his friends and family die around him... most of all, he was scared to lose, one day, his love Alexis, knowing well that at the point they had reached, lose her would have erased all the meaning of living and pushed him to just kill himself to go along at her side, in whatever was beyond death.

Fortunately, Seth had given him new hopes about his idea of implant part of Killer's genetic code in Alexis. The Huxley family, brothers of Killer obviously included, didn't needed that, even... even if Seth's studies proved that they hadn't the full version of the genetic code that Killer had developed, they shared the unlimited vital cycle and the resistance to age, which was the most significant thing of all. At that point, Killer had asked Alexis if she was willing to take in her a part of him... which obviously had lead to an amused and accomplice glance of a grinning Alexis. Killer had stared at her stupidly for a moment, not understanding immediately the funny he had involuntarily made. They had shared a laugh and a kiss, and traded once more the promise that, after the birth of their son, they would have recovered from all that time they were forced to wait and be patient, avoiding sex... and then, finally, Alexis had accepted gladly, saying that she was more than willing and ready to be further more a part of that only reality that they had become with their love. Seth, at that point, had ensured them that the operation could be made in little time, even if she was pregnant, and he immediately prepared everything was needed. After all, the sooner Alexis gained all the new enhancements and possibilities of the Huxley-code, the sooner she would have exploited them during their trainings and the better and faster she would have further developed her strength and skills.

In the days that followed, Kesteven was a busy, huge construction site. Everyone wanted the town to return to life and to its old splendour as fast as possible. Everyone wanted the phoenix to once more rise again from its ashes, stronger and nicer still, and everyone worked hard to get that result. Cranes soon started to appear around every building damaged or destroyed as dozens of bulldozers and vehicles of the engineering teams, both civilian and military worked without breaks to clean the streets from the ruins, as specialized teams connected again the electric pipelines and the tubes of water and restored as soon as possible the necessary services for a town of such dimensions. Works proceeded even in the rest of the kingdom to rebuild the railways and roads that had been bombed, damaged and interrupted, so that the nation could return to normal life in the shortest time possible.

The royal family helped always those huge operas. Isis and Kaya continued gladly to assist the medical teams and the hospitals of Kesteven, still under heavy pressure for the huge number of wounded persons under care. Seth, Siegfried, Alexander, Killer and Alexis worked hard to help the reconstruction, day after day. They were all worth of a crane, with their formidable strengths, and they don't saved themselves from the worst of efforts to remove ruins or move along the construction sites beams and material. Killer, of course, was seen extremely attentive and affective for Alexis, always keeping an eye on her to see if she was tired or if she was straining herself too much, helping her every time he thought it was needed. After all, she was pregnant with their son and he wanted to protect her... thing that of course at the beginning made Alexis smile almost amusedly, but that later on become slightly bothering for the dangerous, independent female, who gently but firmly repealed his help... until grasp his huge arm and thrown him on the ground to show him that she was still more than strong enough to handle that work as he insisted too much. Killer then had stood up, shared a kiss with her and playfully risen his hands in surrender, letting her work as she felt and pleased.

Of course, when there were the short breaks in those days of works, Killer and Alexis would separate themselves from the rest of the group and climb to more isolated and personal places where they could share some of their little affections as they eat something or just had a bit of rest. The forced calm and caution that her pregnancy had put over their shoulders, forcing them to avoid having sex for so much time, had pushed them to further enhance their deep love as they both shared the fatigue and sorrow of restrain their own indomitable desire for each other and limited the expression of their love to more peaceful affections. Of course, Killer was more than hungry and affective enough to use his fingers and his skilled tongue to please her each time, and Alexis was more than naughty and willing enough to get him over the edge every time they had a chance, masturbating him or giving him long, good blowjobs of her own.

Not that Killer needed anymore releases. Even if they were so busy in the reconstruction work, the king don't missed his royal tasks... which meant he was literally under siege as the girls of the pack and his old harem tried their best to please him in every way, every moment he was at the palace or in break. It wasn't a siege he didn't like, besides and he never said the opposite... and he welcomed any proposal from the females, enjoying the fact that finally, after weeks of battle without breaks, he was again living and having all the sex he was used to. The only regret remained Alexis... but he knew she was suffering even more than him, and he just smiled, always keeping her at his side and doing everything he could to give her hers part of pleasure, letting her guide him and using whatever she wanted of him, was it hands, fingers or tongue to please her to the maximum of his ability.

But the night, he wanted to have some peaceful time with Alexis alone. In some way, that period in Kesteven was sorta their long delayed and still to live honeymoon, time that they could spend together, enjoying themselves and the peace and the beauty of the place. Kesteven, even if the town was reduced to ruins, was wonderful, surrounded of beautiful mountains and huge forests and rivers. It was everything one expects from a romantic place for two lovers... besides, for Killer was home, and for Alexis it was... a reminding of hers loved Glacial. Kesteven was so similar to Glacial, after all... and for the blond female was almost like return at home. It was melancholic at times, of course, and it saddened her in some ways, reminding her of her lost family and homeland, of her failure as princess and hers defeat as warrior... and Killer found many a times his beloved queen and wife staring thoughtfully to the horizon, towards the east, where Glacial was. And each time he had affectively embraced her, kissed her and warmed her with his heat and affection as he renewed his promise. "You'll return at home. And you'll be the queen of Glacial as you should be. We'll gain it all back for you."

And each time she had looked at him with a warm, loving smile before let even her glacial self melt into their affection and calm lovemaking, not necessarily sex-based. Of course, in those nights they had elected the 69 as their favourite position... so that, even if their bodies couldn't melt into one only being as they had so much desire to do, they could share and trade their love, bringing each other's pleasure over the edge and venting their need to touch, caress and love each other. It wasn't completely fulfilling, with how much they desired each other, with how much both wanted to join their bodies and souls so much more deeply... but it was paradise nonetheless, and the days were spend between work, trainings and their deepest and endless love.

But look at me. If I'm so nervous now, I wonder what I'll be doing when she'll be giving life to our son. Killer though, sorta amusedly, as he walked nervously back and forth along the luxurious, frescoed corridor in front of the Genetic Facility of the palace. Inside, Seth and his team were operating Alexis to reach her spinal cord and modify part of her genetic code with the addition of elements of his own... the operation had been presented him as fast and easy, but he couldn't help but be worried and nervous as he had never been. It was Alexis, after all... and Alexis was his concept of everything, his hint of a paradise that he had likely lost forever. He stopped, smiling the slightest of smiles as he tried to imagine the day of the birth of their son... and, admittedly, his smile spread a bit wider when he thought to all the fun that would have followed between him and his beloved queen. He paused, sighing slightly and caressing idly the golden round at his neck, before turn and walk back on his footprints once more, tossing a glance to the solid, huge double door of dark wood.

You should just stop caring of her. A dark voice that Killer had thought dead and buried spoke idly in his mind, in a suggestion full of maliciousness. She's just your bitch... she's a wonderful fuck, yes. But nothing more to care about .Killer stopped on his path, closing his eyes for a moment and closing his fists strong enough to cause pain to himself as his claws almost dug in his flesh.

Weren't you vanished, sick bastard? He asked to himself, starting again walking as he gritted his terrible fangs in rage against himself.

Don't be ridiculous... I was just enjoying the fighting and killing until a few days ago. You can't make me vanish. I'm your strongest part. The voice of his same thought answered in dark amusement, his voice unbearably playful and cruel at the same time. You are the strongest part of my ass. Just stop bothering me, I'm not gonna follow your sickness again. And I'll erase you, sometimes. Soon. Killer growled into his same mind, repealing all the temptations of his inner darkness as images of females tied by chains sucking him off or being savagely raped by him flashed in his vision, followed by a vision of him as king of the world, lying arrogantly on a huge throne of gold and velvet, grinning, surrounded by a world in ruin where shadows of persons lay on their knees or in broken heaps all around him...

You thought it yourself during the battle. She's a useless worry that brakes you. She's your weak point. YOU the same come to realize that. Don't you see how ridiculous you look to the eyes of your rivals...? Even Riaku plans to conquer the world and you that could already be ruling it are here to tremble in anxious waiting of a blond bitch. Stop kidding and playing good boy and share your power. Just rule this fucking world. Killer snarled now, fighting back his thoughts as he stopped and slammed a punch into the wall nearby in rage and frustration... a light blow that was already enough to shake the entire wall like a quake. Stop teasing me, dark. You are just the shadow of a Killer that doesn't exists anymore.

Yeah, because now you behave like a pansy. His mind teased cruelly back, the huge male closing his eyes with a growl almost as if he was hearing and seeing a different himself laugh of him. And that laughter echoed in his mind like an explosion, setting off his rage as he flexed in rising fury. But that Killer still exists. As much as you try to keep him tied up in a cell deep into yourself, he lives. I live. And I'm stronger than you. A pansy like you will never stop me from come out again.

Killer bit his lower lip, then closed his eyes and tilted his head slowly upwards, feeling his body heat up in a rage that he knew too well as his huge, powerful body flexed with indomitable strength. But he fought back his fury, well knowing that he was fighting against himself and he had to maintain the control... the first thing he thought was crushing and destroying a enemy that, he knew well, he couldn't reach nor hit... But look at you. Always petting around with Alexis like a stupid teen... Killer growled a bit at that new tease, but then he thought to Alexis. His beloved, beautiful Alexis... and he could see her in his mind like if she was standing in front of him, in her full, black and close-fitting uniform, strong arms crossed and victorious, darkly-playful grin on her muzzle as she tilted her head upwards defiantly, sapphire eyes glinting playfully as she said...

"Fuck off, asshole." Killer said, his expression turning to a smile as he opened his eyes and let the calm return in his body and mind, his dark side repealed once more... and he reminded of a past meeting with Zerrex, that when furious and on the point of lose the control, had concentrated himself and almost magically erased his tension and rage. I need to ask me to teach me that, sometimes...

"Who bothers you, lover...?" Killer straightened a bit, stiffening a bit in surprise as Alexis sneaked behind him and leaned into his broad back affectively, wrapping her arms around his waist, her hands playfully reaching forwards to tease the enormous bulge in his pants, a finger running teasingly up and down the gigantic silhouette of his mighty member, that looked like it wanted to pierce across the thick fabric. He reached back with his tree-trunk arms and wrapped them around the much lither, agile frame of Alexis, pulling her even closer and turning a bit to meet her muzzle as she pushed her head forwards over his huge, muscular shoulder to nuzzle him affectively.

He nuzzled her back, releasing a low murr as she licked softly at his cheek, and then ha gave her a light, gentle kiss. "I just hate being kept waiting, you know. I'm a bastard." He said playfully, smiling at her as she slid rapidly and elegantly around his huge, powerful form to lean against him chest to chest, looking up in his eyes with a wide, amused smile and astute, playful eyes. Her hands gently slid along his form, from the bulging crotch of his black pants to sneak under his black shirt, stroking almost with reverence over his powerful abs before reach for his hips and squeeze there playfully as she smiled up at him and half-lidded her eyes with knowing, accomplice seduction.

He bent slightly forwards to first nuzzle her, as the both of them slid their eyes closed and rubbed gently their cheeks together, his hands sliding down her back with a long, soft caress as she stiffened up a bit under his touch, releasing a low, purring murr as he massaged up and down her spine slowly with one hand and wrapped his lips on her own, kissing her warmly and pushing his tongue forwards to playfully lap and tease at hers, until the strong female released a pleased, louder murr and started answering, wrestling his tongue decidedly.

Their muzzles worked together for long time, in a slow and affective battle where their tongues duelled, twirled together, outmanoeuvred and chased after each other as his hands slid again slowly downwards, following the perfect curves of her hips before slowly caress the round, firm perfection of her buttocks, squeezing her firm, toned thighs teasingly... her hands stroked lovingly over his powerful form, clinging to his huge, masculine chest as if she was gonna fall and he was her only fingerhold, fingers descending in the deep valleys of his strength as her hands caressed his amazing abs, climbing the rippling hills of his power as he flexed under her light, soft touch and murred hungrily.

He then bent suddenly a bit more over the smaller female, his deep, manly voice giving a growl of desire in their joined mouths as he easily lifted her and pulled her closer still, tilting his head upwards to keep kissing her as he lifted her higher than he himself was, before their kiss slowly and reluctantly broke, the two staring lovely to each other, smiling as she gently stroked the back of one hand on his cheek, moving a bit aside a few bangs of his rebel, flush mane.

She gladly let him cradle her gently in his huge, bemuscled arms, primly crossing her legs even if she laughed softly and wrapped an arm around his neck, huddling tight against his muscular chest and kissing at his throat gently, making him murr a bit as he looked down at her with the deepest of love.

"I'm guessing the operation went well...?" Killer asked playfully, nuzzling her gently as she rubbed a hand gently on the back of his neck, twirling her fingers in his long, rebel mane as her other hand sneaked under his shirt to taste at his huge, rippling muscles, caressing up and down his bulging, powerful pecs.

"It went perfectly." Alexis said simply, looking up at him with a loving smile, before grin up at him and arch her back a bit to set herself more comfortably, her amazing, toned abdominals bulging out even more and rippling like ocean as her huge, firm breasts giggled slightly. As always, she wasn't wearing any kind of bra under her fine shirt, and he could feel on his body his heat and her long, already hardening nipples scratch slightly at his own masculine breast. "It's amazing. It's so that you feel like everyday, love...? I feel like... hugely stronger than anything else. Like... everything is possible." She said up at him with a wide, self-confident grin.

"In reality, not exactly." Killer said back with amused surprise, smiling widely down at her as she kissed and lapped teasingly at his throat, even biting him slightly and playfully as her eyes looked up at his own with a dancing flame of complicity and tease that made him shiver in pleasure and hunger at the very spine, making his embrace and hold on her tighter. "That could depend by the fact I'm used to it from a life, anyhow." He added playfully, his fingers tickling on her form teasingly as he grinned down at her.

"May I interrupt you sweethearts for a moment...?" Seth asked with slight amusement, smiling a bit as he walked out from the double door and into the corridor. Killer and Alexis turned to him immediately, Alexis mostly unfazed of his presence and grinning almost proudly to be cradled by hers lover, Killer instead always slightly embarrassed in those situations in front of his father, making a bit of a dumb smile. Seth looked at that for a moment with a bit of a face and his eyebrows arched, then closed his eyes for a moment and went on. "I'll be fast. The operation was done without any problem and your DNA has been mixed successfully with Alexis's one." Seth paused for a moment, looked at them to see if they had to ask anything... and Killer immediately intervened. "She's immortal or not...? It's what I care most of all."

"Impatient as always, son." Seth observed idly, and then continued in his calm, wise voice, looking to Alexis with a smile. "I'm reasonably sure that your vital cycle is now unlimited as well as ours. Besides, there are reasons to be optimist on the fact that you are now fully resistant to poisons, just like us, and that your strength, speed, agility and healing characteristics are greatly enhanced. There is also the possibility that other, new abilities could manifest themselves later on... and I can't exclude that the different structure of the liger's DNA could change also your own growth inhibition, just like whit Killer, and start making you grown a bit more as well."

"Nothing in contrary." Alexis said back with a grin, scratching playfully with her sharp, perfect claws under Killer's muzzle, making him murr slightly. Seth pretended not to see and continued in a matter-of-fact voice. "I'll keep you both under observation. Only time will tell us what kind of abilities you two could develop with further growing... and we still don't know how big you two will be at the end, neither. What's sure, is that your son will now inherit a full-scale enhanced genetic code that may be even better and more evolved than even Killer's one. Your son will probably be gifted with amazing capabilities."

"Never doubted of that, with such a gorgeous, powerful father." Alexis observed gently, smiling as he reached up a bit to nuzzle Killer quietly. The giant male smiled back, laughing softly as he shook his head slightly and looked into the playful, cheerful sapphire eyes of his beloved wife. "And such a beautiful, ass-kicking mother, as well." He added gently, Alexis grinning a bit. "Well, that was obvious." She remarked playfully, making him snort amusedly as he rolled his eyes upwards.

Finally, Killer and Alexis dismissed themselves, thanking Seth and his team for the optimum work they had carried out so rapidly and with such precision and success. Time was precious, after all, and still more precious were strong hands and arms, with all the work needed for the reconstruction. And the sovereigns were eager to help and collaborate.

They returned to the palace that the sun had already set from a good pair of hours, walking together along the corridor, quietly chatting as they planned their night, when Killer's eyes took in two attractive feminine bodies walking calmly side to side a good few metres ahead. He looked with interest at their calm and still elegant pace, his glance rising along their well shaped legs to the rounded, firms buttocks up to their identical dark long hair, a playful and pleased grin spreading on his features as he rolled his shoulders a bit. He knew them well... they were twins, and two of his oldest friends ever. Slightly younger than him, question of a few months, they had been almost two sisters for him... with his great regret, somehow. In fact, the two attractive tigresses had shared any sort of affection with him... sex had been so close so many times, they talked of it so much... but they had never found the decision to continue and overcome the line.

Alexis followed the glance of her beloved lover and a grin appeared also on her muzzle as her sapphire eyes glinted with predatory amusement, taking in the sight of the two nice tigresses, of their legs wrapped tightly into simple blue jeans, their good formed buttocks swaying seductively back and forth as their bodies were covered by simple, fine shirts. She could see them just from behind, but both of the two had their curves all in the right places... and she was ready to bet that they had nice and good sized boobs as well. They weren't very tall, and looked tiny in comparison to Killer as their scarce ten feet of height were faced by his own likely more than sixteen... but that only added to hers and Killer's hunger and pleasure. The show of massive, even brutal power and the almost violence of his sex with smaller females, the bulging of him enormous muscles and the power of his fucking, the floods of blood and juices, the sweat and the screams... that was something she loved immensely.

"So..." She started with low, seductive voice as she wrapped her arm around his waist and pulled him close, leaning against his huge, muscular arm and side as her other hand caressed teasingly on his bulging, masculine breast. "... Are you planning to cheat on me with those two little pussies, Wyvern...?" She grinned wider as she looked in his eyes with a predatory complicity, almost pointing at the two females walking ahead with a gesture of her muzzle as she quietly, slowly licked her lips and ground teasingly her perfect, feminine body against his masculine one. Against his muscles that bulged and rippled and seemed sculptured by gods into solid, invulnerable titanium... against that immense bulge in his pants that struggled to contain his gigantic malehood even if flaccid...

"It looks like you encourage it." Killer said teasingly, his voice low as well not to be heard by the twins, grinning himself as his arms reached up to gently squeeze at her hips, pulling her closer, chest to chest with him. "I know them from long... they are twins... and as much as you'll find this amazing, I still can't say to have possessed them fully." He added with gentle, amused voice.

She looked sincerely surprised at that, but it was just a fleeting moment, before she got back her usual sure and grinning expression, smiling teasingly at him as she ground her perfect, feminine body against his own, both of them hot and wanting. "Of course I encourage... they are just starters, after all. Plus I love seeing you in action, male. You should know how hot I get when you bust tiny pussies in front of me... so burst out that gigantic cock of yours and show them the biggest male of the whole wide world and his big, thick sceptre." She whispered teasingly in his ear as she nuzzled him slowly and hotly, her tongue licking his cheek as her sapphire eyes looked into his mirroring ones, her expression an irresistible, seductive "Do it!", that he knew he couldn't have never managed to ignore as he kissed at her neck and flexed his powerful body on the instinct of the pleasure.

He nuzzled her, pushing her to raise her muzzle, so that he could kiss at her throat and teasingly let his deadly fangs stroke gently on her vital point... and she closed her eyes in total confidence and abandon, releasing a low purr that made even Killer feel buttery. That feeling... gods, she was erotic fuel... and the teasing, the pleasure and the want that she could transmit, even with just a fleeting glance, had an effect even double on him. Him, that knew to be the only one she would have ever listened to. The only one she would have given herself. The only one she would have took orders from. The only one she would have ever purred for.

"What about our sweet night, then...?" He whispered with low, husky voice in her ear as his hands caressed along her oh so perfect and sexy form... and she grinned up at him without worries, but clear pleasure and satisfaction in seeing how he cared and reminded for his promise. The two lovers had in fact already planned to spend the night together, alone, going out for a sort of date to go away for a bit of time from the work, the town, the company, even from the friends and the very same tasks of their life as sovereigns, just to spend some time as simple, normal lovers... something they had often missed so far.

"Night is long." She answered sweetly, caressing his muzzle slowly with a hand. "It means we'll go out a bit later. It's more than worth the price." She continued with a smile, nodding towards the females ahead in the corridor that were slowly but constantly taking advantage on them as her hips slowly and seductively rotated to tease him as their crotches rub together gently. Killer grinned wide himself at that, with a half snort, half laughter of amusement. "We'll also re-enter later, obviously. I think the world can survive our absence for a few hours." Killer said gently to her, before hug her tight, squeezing their bodies together with the deepest of affections before he started forwards with fast but stealth pace and gestured her silently with his index in front of his lips, grinning a bit.

Alexis snorted laughter, silently, and followed him easily with her elegant and silent pace, her arms crossed and hips dancing seductively as her tail swayed quietly behind her, looking from a pair of steps behind the huge male gain terrain on the two unsuspecting twins until reach them, step calmly a for a few paces at their rhythm as they lightly chatted calmly between themselves, still not sensing him, and then place his huge hands gently on their shoulders from behind. The two smaller females stopped on their tracks, stiffening up immediately and then, after a microscopic fraction of second of hesitation, shrieked as loud as they could.

Killer winced and his face contorted in surprise and something like horror, obviously mixed with sorta of shame, especially when from behind his shoulders come the noisy and vain attempt of Alexis to contain hers laughter in front of such result. At that, the huge male lightly shook the lithe, smaller females in front of him and quietly talked, trying to take them back to calm. "Hey, you two. I'm Killer, it's ok!" He said with a resigned face, rolling his eyes upwards a bit as his low, booming voice overcome even the shrieks and descended on the two females like a cloak, stopping their desperate screaming as they finally started to reluctantly turn backwards.

They looked up to Killer and he stared back at them with an hesitant smile and an eyebrow arched... until they screamed again, making him wince once more and backstep, but this time it was his name the subject, and the two much smaller females jumped against him to embrace him, barely managing in two to wrap around his huge body, just a bit over his waist. "Killeeeeeeer!"

He had never liked that much that way to practically scream his name holding on the e for about half an hour, but he couldn't help but smile and gently wrap his own huge with muscles arms around them, smiling a bit wider now as memories crowded his mind. How many times he had heard their voices call his name... how many different situations lived with those two gorgeous girls that were almost little sisters for him... despite the difference of age being in reality just of a few months. He reminded also that many times they had been groping their bodies, talking of sex, petting on the road for it... but there had always been a stop before of it. A point when his touch had always become too audacious for the two girls... and that "Killeeeeeer!" had been dropped always in... and always made him stop, fearing to broke their special relationship, their special friendship, fearing to go too ahead... and always left in him the doubt that that somehow cheerful and playful exclamation was more an invite than anything else, in reality.

"How much time..." He observed gently as they slowly stepped back from him, looking up at the huge male with wide smiles, their eyes roving with interest over the giant, manly body that in the years had only become even more powerful, bigger, stronger, more toned than the hulking and towering general Wyvern they had known. He stared at them with equal interest, noticing with pleasure how their long admired beauty had only increased with the time: even if they weren't very tall, their bodies had all the curves in the right places... and they were nice curves at that, too. The harmony of their forms was seductive... curving legs and good sized breasts, seductive, firm buttocks and flat feminine bellies, all wrapped in white, black-striped, shiny and well cared fur. He had always liked them a both... and it was a pleasure almost sexual to see them once more, their nice, young features and cheerful brown eyes smiling up at him as he bent down and nuzzled the two, inhaling with pleasure and nostalgia their sweet perfume and feeling on his face their rather rare long, dark hairs.

The two females closed their eyes for a moment at that gentle nuzzling, and then, almost in the same time, the twins kissed his cheeks from the two sides. "Welcome home, Prince Killer." They said gently as he straightened and Alexis, walking with her unmatched elegance to his side, crossed her arms with a grin that could look like an amused and benevolent... but that Killer knew hide the predatory, dominating and lustful thoughts of the queen. "He happens to be the king, now... but I suppose he doesn't care." She said with soft, gentle voice, looking up to the huge male with a knowing smile as she leaned against his large side and wrapped an arm around his waist, her fingers caressing sweetly the imposing, bulging abs of the king, barely contained into his simple black shirt, as she leaned the side of her muzzle against his chest and grinned up.

Killer smiled at her knowingly, wrapping a muscled arm around her shoulders and squeezing her gently against his side as he bent slightly to kiss lovingly her forehead before look again to the twins, who were looking at the blond, incredibly beautiful female with surprise and even with reverent fear. The giant male nodded slightly at himself, his grin spreading a bit wider as Alexis now crossed her arms and looked over the twins with a clear expression of dominance, seeming to tell them with her grin and glance that he was the ultimate master... and she was the mistress and they were the toys of the moment. It was always so... Alexis was awesome at establishing that sort of complete dominance with just her presence: she was a dominatrix for nature... males or females didn't matter. Number, sizes... didn't matter. After all, she was easily taller than most everyone around her, easily stronger even if her musculature was generally toned and compressed into a body that was a hymn to femininity and she was able to put clear both her strength, abilities and dangerousness with just a glance, a grin, or the way she moved.

In fact, they had been already clearly submitted, even if they had likely missed that last glance of hers, at least in part, because they had immediately gasped at being remembered that he wasn't anymore the prince, or the general, less than ever their old friend... he was above everything and everyone. He was king, and they immediately dropped to their knees in front of him, bowing their heads in the deepest respect for the sovereigns, but Killer stopped immediately the formal procedure by bending himself and gently helping both females up to their feet. "I don't care the rank. Just Killer still works fine." He said gently, smiling as they looked both surprised and relieved.

"This is Alexis, my wife." Killer explained rapidly, wanting to step rapidly away from the cold formality of the royalty that he had never loved, squeezing instead gently the warm, loving body of his beloved queen against his side, before continue. "These are... huh..." The giant male paused suddenly on his cheerful presentation of the two twins, that he had never truly learned to distinguish, and he so rapidly passed to the old emergency measure.

The two girls chuckled a bit, knowingly, while Alexis crossed her arms and tilted her head to the side a bit, staring amusedly as the male bent slightly and gave a shameless, exaggerated look to the cleavages of the twins. Clearly, he was used to recognize them from peering at the size of their boobs rather than trying to catch up on the small differences in their features like Alexis was already doing. "This is Kiara... and she's Irene." He finally said, pointing at the girl on the right, who had admittedly a sumptuous breast that put her sister's one almost in the shadows, as Kiara, then smiled playfully as Alexis walked a step forwards to squeeze the girls hands and gave him an amused look, throwing a playful swing towards his muzzle that he easily avoided with a soft laugh.

"A pleasure to meet her majesty." Kiara said softly, bowing slightly as she squeezed the hand Alexis offered, and the blond warrior, raised a hand and dismissed that bow with gentleness. "No need to use formality with me, either." She said gently, nodding a bit as she now squeezed Irene's hand. "The friends of my king are mine, too."

The twins smiled at that, looking up to Killer with amused and sorta teasing expressions as he stared at them with a gentle smile. "I think we were something more than simple friends." Irene observed, snickering a bit as Killer nodded and tilted his head a bit to the side, smiling wider. "We still are, too." He said after a short moment, making the two twin females look up at him with pleasured smiles that were almost teasing grins as they half lidded their eyes seductively. He bent down a bit as Alexis reached again his side and grinned, crossing her arms as she saw that it wouldn't have took long to get to the fun part she was already looking forwards to... the two sisters were already all but drooling in front of the giant male and his superior...

"... everything..." She thought as her grin spread wider on her features and she slowly let her tongue slip over her lips and deadly, ivory fangs, her eyes following with predatory, lustful pleasure her muscular lover as he conceded himself to the twins in an embrace that got immediately more than a bit frisky, seen that, thanks to his colossal, towering form, the two females ended up being squeezed against the gigantic bulge in his pants and his rippling, godlike, tight packed abs, and the strained fabric could do very little to hide his perfect musculature and the gigantic malehood that had made him almost more famous and legendary of what even its career as warrior, general and king had. The two sisters gasped at that contact, eyes going wide and mouths agape as small sounds of awe went free from their throats and a shiver of fear and excitation shook their bodies, Killer all but grinning wider at that from over his shoulder to Alexis, who was now leaning against his rippling, powerful back to wrap an arm around his form and stroke her hand up and down his bulging abdominals, her other fingers twirling and toying absently but sweetly in his long, rebel mane as he flexed in pleasure, releasing a low murr.

"You're gonna tatter your shirt if you flex these nuclear bombs a bit more, lover..." Alexis said teasingly in his ear as she leaned her muzzle on his shoulder and squeezed softly on his immense, chorded titanium hard biceps... and it wasn't quite a warning, but a suggestion. He chuckled a bit at that, closing his eyes and giving the slightest of nods before flex seriously all of his powerful musculature. The poor, strained black shirt immediately and noisily torn in small tatters as his huge muscles bulged with explosive power and he released a low, amused murr as he rolled his shoulders idly, making the last remnants of the torn fabric fall to the ground at his feet. "That's what you were thinking of, darling...?" He asked playfully, grinning amusedly as the two lovers nuzzled themselves sweetly over his shoulder and the twins stared in amazement at the sculpture of huge, godlike muscles that towered in front of them and was actually embracing both of them gently between arms that looked like big tree trunks.

Killer smiled reassuringly to them, letting go a bit his hold on them as he relaxed himself, looking amusedly in their eyes as he moved his muzzle closer to their own and slowly moved his arms up from their waist towards the shoulders, caressing sweetly along their curving hips and along their spines as they too smiled now, moving a bit their bodies in reaction to the quiet, relaxing pleasure his touch was giving them... "Liked the stunt...?" Killer asked playfully, his hands now moving to the front of the twin's bodies, fingers gently squeezing on their well formed breasts as he grinned.

Just like at the old times, the two females don't pushed him backwards, but neither pulled him closer like many others, Alexis first of all, would have immediately done. They looked... uncertain between the scared and the amused and excited. Kiara this time was the voice of the duo, smiling up at him but calling his name with sorta of embarrassment. "Killeeer...!"

Many times the huge male had stopped himself at that point... but this time it would have been different. As Alexis looked from over his shoulder with a grin and kept squeezing and stroking her hands from behind on his bulging, masculine pecs, he shook his head softly and silenced them gently. "Shhhh. I'm not gonna be stopped by just that, this time." He said softly, looking into Kiara's eyes and then into Irene's ones, waiting for a word, for a no, even. He doesn't want to rape them, after all... and he wanted them to be ready and willing, not doubtful.

But soon he was reassured, because both the twins smiled wider and hugged his huge form from both sides, sliding close to his body and grinding their seductive, feminine forms against his masculine body, hands slowly wandering on his rippling abs and then down and down, nearer and nearer to his waist, as they reciprocated his audacious touch. "Good to hear that..." Kiara finally said, looking up at him now with the clear, shiny light of want in her eyes as she slid to his front and leaned with her chin on his rippling abdominals, looking straight up at him as her warm body ground against his, insistently teasing the huge bulge in his pants as her large breasts embraced it, making him half lid his icy blue eyes with a low murr of pleasure. "... We were afraid we weren't enough for the legendary Wyvern." Irene added, coming in from his other side and rubbing her breasts against his body teasingly as her sister moved to give her room as well.

"That's really not true. I always considered you two nice and attractive, you know it well, already." Killer observed gently, smiling as he placed his hands on their heads and ruffled softly their hairs. "I need a shower, anyhow... I'm all sweaty for today's work in town and I won't be in this state as we spent some time..." He paused, then grinned as they glanced up at him teasingly with eyes half-lidded and gave a slutty moan as their hands exploratively squeezed his fabric-trapped, flaccid but already immense cock. "... having fun." He concluded as the two girls were left gaping and groping in awe at the frightening massiveness of the malehood they were facing.

Alexis didn't lose time, kissing his cheek gently before slid from behind him and rapidly walk with her elegant pace at the back of the twins, wrapping her arms around their shoulders and squeezing the two smaller females at her sides as she grinned up at him and her sapphire eyes glinted with want and lustful satisfaction at the way things were evolving. "Don't worry, male... go ahead. Have your shower. We'll have ours and we'll reach you." She said with sly, mistress's voice as she grinned wider and tilted her head upwards a bit, giving him a glance that he knew all to well. The blond femme fatale had in her mind a plan... and he always loved her plans. He just nodded and grinned a bit himself. "Alright then. You know where to find me."

Killer stepped out of his black pants and boxers, kicking them idly under the huge, long bench of massive wood of the soldier's locker room as he idly rolled his bare shoulders and put his leather belt and swords on the wooden surface, smiling slightly to himself. He was happy, useless deny. He felt a pleasurable thrill in anticipation of the fun to come with the twins... he knew that Alexis was taking care of things, and that added him the certainty that he would have liked it. A lot. He walked naked along the long room, idly thinking of what his beloved wife could have this time in her mind as he thrown absently his white towel on his broad shoulder and advanced towards the open door of the showers room. He had offered the royal baths, with the gigantic, lake-sized pool, to the team of doctors that still crowded the palace, and they were actually being used for the wounded soldiers, the pool being used for the rehabilitation of the unfortunate that had been seriously wounded or, still worst, amputee and now he was used to use the various soldier's and personnel's showers scattered in the huge palace, like in the old times when he had shared a garrison with many of them... It wasn't nothing new or uncomfortable for him as he walked into the long, blue-tiled local and advanced between two rows of showers, all separated by tiled walls.

"For you isn't uncomfortable, but for some of them may be, moron..." His mind kicked him lightly, almost with amused boredom as he caught in his sight a pair of bulky, muscular soldiers dripping water from their shower just done walk out from the room, bowing hastily and then hurrying up to leave as he nodded in answer, walking rapidly by his side blushing violently and shrinking their forms still more to try and make themselves invisible as the towering, hulking form of the king shadowed their own. Besides, Killer noticed with a dumb blink of his eyes that they made almost painful the hold on the towels they had put modestly around their waist, making sure to hide their malehood entirely.

Killer realized only in that moment that he had just walked inside idly keeping the towel on his shoulder like a show-off, leaving his gargantuan penis show itself in all its glory... he snorted lightly to himself, but by now it was done, so he just kept walking towards the first empty shower he spotted as tens of eyes peered at him from all the directions. And even in his modesty, the giant male couldn't help but grin slightly as all the others male in the room blushed at various degrees and, trying without much success to not make it too evident, turned towards the walls to give him the shoulders as much as possible as they bowed respectfully, shivering as his gigantic, muscular form shadowed their own. As soon as he walked past a soldier with a slight nod of permission, the male in question was fast to straighten and turn rapidly away, hiding himself from any possible, humiliating comparison. Not that it had much success, anyhow. Killer towered four or maybe five feet over even the tallest of the soldiers in the room, his body thick and powerful with muscles that the others could only dream to obtain... and between his legs, his malehood was as much gargantuan. Flaccid and supremely unaroused as he was, his cock already measured itself in feet, hanging imposingly down to well past his knees, impossibly thick and wrapped in a complex map of veins thicker than your average person's fingers. It was monstrously massive, so heavy that it dangled barely with his steps, looking like an arrogant divinity that dominated every rival and asked for worshipping. Flaccid, Killer was already several times bigger than how any male in the room would have been fully erected, after all, and his massive cock was resting against his gigantic testicles, that matched the powerful organ with the same impressive proportions and weight. Each of his colossal balls was well bigger than the head of the average tigers around him... and contained frightening amounts of his potent, hot seed.

Killer grinned a bit wider as he stepped into the shower calmly, feeling envious and amazed eyes sizing him up from all the corners of the large room before he opened the hot water and turned to face the ashamed soldiers in the full glory of his godlike, powerful body as the water rolled down his chiselled, bulging muscles, caressing his form and making his sculptured body all the more amazing to the eye as he released the lowest of pleasured sighs and closed his eyes before tilt his head upwards and let the water wash all over his muzzle and flow into his thick, long and rebel mane. He let it be, staying like that for a moment as he relaxed himself and felt the hot water reach the long white fur of his happy highway, then on his crotch and down along his immense shaft, flowing down inches after inches along his black, gargantuan member, seeming to spend ages on its endless length before reach the tip and drip away to the ground, hot water seeming to caress with admiration and reverence on his massive testicles as it flooded along his weighty balls sac... And he could still feel the glances of the other males, stunned and agape, fixed on his form, focused on his crotch.

Now, he realized, he was seriously showing off... something he usually tried to avoid doing. He had always been a very modest person, especially considering what his rank and especially his strength and power would have allowed him to do if just he wanted to, and he had always been extremely respectful for his soldiers in particular. He considered all of them as his brothers or sons... and a good number of them, after all, were effectively his descendent, as well... but it was a feeling of respect and friendship even deeper and more developed into him. After all, they were the ones that fought for him and with him, that spilled their blood with his own... and he treated them always with the greatest generosity and gratitude... But now he thought he could allow himself a bit of pleasurable, cocky showing off all the same. If there were two things he was proud of to be even vain about them, those were surely his body and his goliath cock, after all... And after all, hey. I'm just having a shower. They are not forced to watch. He thought as his grin widened a bit more and his hands reached up to move backwards away from his muzzle several long bangs of his mane.

Soon, he opened his eyes as he started washing himself seriously, looking around to see the many eyes that were peering at him from over many turned, ashamed shoulders that hide cocks that would have looked ridiculously tiny and puny if compared with his gargantuan one. They were all big males, adult and powerful... huge, bulky tigers, whit the smaller one surely still well over the nine feet of height and with cocks that would have easily put to shame many porn actors of the continent, but still they all childishly hid themselves from any comparison with the giant king and his unmatched malehood.

Killer spread soap and water on his chiselled form, rubbing gently on his bulging pecs and on the rippling, titanium hard surface of his tightly packed abs, trying not to grin as almost everyone around tried to spy his body without be caught. The veterans, who had already fought and lived with the king and were so much more prepared and used to the frightening and amazing sight of his endowment, mostly gave frequent but fleeting glances, mostly full of envy... but who wasn't used to the sight, was deeply shocked. Most of the rookies were openly staring at his crotch, mouths opened wide in amazement, some of them drooling in admiration... But as Killer's hands descended to his crotch and his clawed fingers began to rub softly into the long white fur of his crotch, his and everyone's attention was stolen by the entrance in the showers room of three more figures... and the poor, already embarrassed soldiers shrunk even more as the charming queen Alexis and the two nice twins walked inside, all wet and wearing just fine kimonos that adhered tightly on their seductive forms.

Killer turned slightly towards them, leaning comfortably against the wall with his broad back and stroking leisurely his cock, spreading water and soap along the great length as he fixed Alexis in the eyes and grinned... seeing well even from there that she was grinning wide herself, and eyeing with lustful want his massive penis as she advanced with rapid, elegant and seductive pace. The huge male found himself irremediably lost on the sexy swaying of her hips, the small heaving of her majestic, unmatched bosom under the fine, richly embroidered silk of the orange kimono she was wearing with every pace and breath, the incredible glance she was giving him... her sapphire eyes were both announcing him the fun that had to come with their smart, lustful glinting... yet hers was the glance of the mistress... and yet again, in that dominance there was a mix of servitude, each time she looked at him. Telling every time to him that, as much as she was the mistresses... she was submitted to him just like all the others, and likely even more. She was his own... and even when dominating the other females in a row, she did it for him and not just for herself. She was a reckless, indomitable Amazon that could dominate everyone and everything, even in the wildest row... like an enchanting dark angel looking for lust and preys... but she had found in him hers perfect match. The one that even her couldn't rival... and she had elected herself to satisfy and accompany him everywhere anytime, placing in him all the possible love imaginable, just as he had done with her.

Just behind the blinding beauty and seduction of Alexis, followed the twins, walking side to side wrapped tightly into two light sapphire kimonos, keeping them well closed on their bodies with their hands as they looked a bit embarrassed, blushing a bit under their white, wet fur but nonetheless staring with awe at the impressive body of Killer as they advanced. The lonely Alexis, even if covered practically fully by the silk, was already a spectacle stunning for any male that had even a small interest in females... all three together, they were a sight even for Killer, that found difficult resist to the desire of simply let himself go and let his cock grow to its full glory. But he wanted this to last, he wanted to let Alexis do...

The blond female silently walked along the rows of showers, followed meekly by the other two females, taking fast, predatory glances at the better, bigger and more muscular males along the row before stop in front of Killer and trade with him a grin, eyeing his powerful body with lust and appreciation as she kept her kimono well closed with her hands holding it at chest's height. She licked slowly and seductively her lips, fixing the giant male in his eyes after glancing with desire as his large hand stroked gently along his goliath black shaft, his thick foreskin showing just a part of the enormous head of the massive member, his other hand cupping a huge, heavy testicle gently, thumb rubbing over it leisurely as he looked over the three females and grinned wider.

Killer continued to gently stroke the huge black meat of his cock with one hand, long clawed fingers barely able to wrap around neither three-quarters of the mammoth girth, gigantic length dangling idly as he washed himself under the eyes of the three females and of many stunned, spying males. Alexis stared at him with growing hunger as he grasped the top foot of his colossal malehood with a hand and gently rose the heavy flesh vertically, huge cockhead slapping gently on his wet, bulging masculine chest as his other hand slowly went up and down the underside of his massive shaft, slowly moving on the over two feet of veiny, thick black meat as Alexis and the twins were left staring to his majestic malehood, to his bulging sperm-duct that alone was thicker than most male's cocks, to his weighty and to his more-than-head-sized testicles.

Killer grinned wider, licking his lips slowly as he caught in the harsh panting of Kiara and Irene, staring dumbfounded at such massiveness and shivering slightly with each of his movements, full, plump breasts heaving with every amazed, hard breath as they eyes bulged in fear of the heat and power that his gargantuan cock seemed to irradiate even if flaccid... and then Alexis simply stepped forwards, moving neared and staring at his eyes with her most seductive grin and I-look-upwards-to-my-master glance as her hands started, slowly, ever so slowly, to let the kimono slid away from her wet, shiny white body.

Now was Killer to stare at her in lustful, excited awe, once more stunned by her beauty and sensuality as the orange silk quickly slid down from her bare shoulders, starting also to reveal her majestic cleavage... Her huge breasts that swelled now seductively well over the level of the further descending silk, heaving with every breath in all their beauty as they seemed indomitable just like the blond femme fatale, defeating both gravity and the patience of all the other envious females in the world, that wondered how she could sport boobs so huge and perfect and still have swells so firms she didn't need a bra if not for tease males further by removing it...

Killer's hand stroked his colossal member faster, now, and Alexis looked at this with a predatory murr of appreciation, stopping her undressing and teasingly leaning forwards a bit to show further her cleavage, her golden round, wrapped between her firm swells. "Yeah, lover... get that monster up, nice and stiff for me..." She murred teasingly, grinning at him as he now was almost masturbating, but still restraining himself not to have a hard on. Not still... he knew well that most or likely all of the other males in the room were drooling and already painfully erected... but he was the king and the master. And it wouldn't have been so cheap to get him to show his full, unmatched glory. "You'll need to do better than that, darling." He replied calmly, still stroking his colossal tower of flesh but not showing any sign of his desire and rising heat as he tilted his head to the side a bit, grinning wide as his left hand went to rest on his muscular hip leisurely.

"I know, master..." Alexis said pettishly, making him murr lowly in pleasure as her kimono started again to fall, torturingly slowly, along her incredibly beautiful body. Her hair was still soaked wet, long locks of blond, golden hairs coming to her front, partially hiding her features and coming to her chest as her long mane went down to her waist on the back; drops of water still imprisoned in her soft, silky white and already shining fur glinted like pearls on her beauty... and then Killer was both surprised and incredibly aroused when he saw that Alexis was wearing a black leather corset tight on her perfect form, that hid and squeezed gently on the underside of her amazing bosom, making her breasts swell upwards all the more. The corset was anyhow open on her powerfully muscled stomach, leaving her amazing, rock-hard rippling abdominals in full show, just as her navel with its white diamond shinnying almost magically. Her sex was covered by a very reduced bikini bottom of black leather, and Killer could just close his eyes with a hot breath for a moment at this as the orange kimono continued to descend, revealing now her perfect thighs and the seductive shape of her hips and buttocks... and finally Alexis stretched outwards her arms and let the kimono fall entirely, revealing black fishnet stockings with a richly embroidered band at the top worn on her beautiful legs, coming about halfway up her thighs as two lucid, black leather boots with dizzy heels covered her legs up just before the knees. Her forearms, then, were tightly wrapped into bands of black leather, and her hands covered by motorcycle-gloves of the same material and color. And Killer could do nothing else than grin as he saw a long riding crop inserted at the ready on her left hip, hold in place by the fine string of her bikini bottom. She was incredible... and as much as Killer felt difficult resist to the need to just harden and jump all over her, he hadn't difficulties in reading the eyes of many spying males and understand they had come with just that sight of her.

Alexis seemed to feel that in the air, or maybe read it in Killer's eyes, because without even look around herself, she grinned wider and licked her lips teasingly, chuckling a bit, knowing that the huge male was looking at her like hypnotized. But that wasn't the end, just the start... with a swift movement, her right hand drawn out the riding crop, and she slashed it once on her left palm, grinning wide. Killer blinked in a moment of surprise, and at that signal of his beloved queen, the twins silently dropped their own kimonos, which fell to puddle on the floor with a quiet flush, leaving the two standing fully naked in all their beauty, from their curving legs and firm thighs to the plump, well sized breasts, both wet from their recent showers as well.

Again, Killer was left with no time to think or wonder that much on their beauty. The three females advanced rapidly, smiling seductively to him, and Alexis walked close to his body under the hot water of the shower, wrapping her arms around her neck and squeezing his huge black cock between their hot bodies as he reached up silently and kissed him hungrily, pushing her tongue in his mouth to chase after his own as he gladly answered, wrapping his own muscled arms around her body to squeeze her firm buttocks with both love and domination. They tongues wrestled together for a long moment as he murred hungrily and pulled her closer, the strong female easily answering with her own huge strength as her hands squeezes and stroked at the rippling muscles of his broad back, her hips moving slowly the tease his immense shaft as it was squeezed gently between their chiselled abdominals, its enormous head already reaching to poke into her bosom dominatingly even if still he was flaccid... and then she broke the kiss and looked in his eyes with affection, purring lowly before slide her hands from his back to the front of his powerful body, stroking gently along his bulging pecs and then down his rippling abs as he stared at her smiling softly, her breasts scraping gently on his muscular form as she slowly went down to her knees, hands squeezing her huge, firm breasts on both sides of his flaccid, enormous member as she went downwards, electing from him a shiver at the base of his spine and a hot, long breath of pleasure.

Alexis silently went to her knees in front of him and looked up at him pettishly, as she knew he loved, her hand stroking gently his flaccid but already enormous member slowly as she brought it in front of her muzzle and nuzzled the thick length of black, hot flesh, closing her eyes with a low purr as she inhaled his strong, manly scent, overwhelming there, crushing, even, as it just encouraged her to submit to him all the more, to worship him all the harder as she rubbed gently his gigantic, heavy shaft against her features, stretching out her tongue to slowly, teasingly lap at it, rolling her wet, pointed tongue with devotion on his powerful flesh, drooling over it with no hesitations nor any shame, looking up to the huge male's eyes as he murred in delight, feeling now clearly that he was starting to stiffen up and get hard.

Alexis squeezed gently on his shaft, encouraging him to get hard as her other hand gently stroked up and down the great length, her muzzle nuzzling his powerful black shaft as she lapped her way towards the rounded, enormous head, tickling gently and teasingly on the broad, sensible flare as she rose towards the large cum slit, trading there her drool and saliva for a first, powerful blast of his pre that rewarded her efforts, splattering over her muzzle and lips and flooding in her mouth as she closed her eyes under the spurt and grinned wider, continuing on her loved task as she felt the powerful male start to answer. She lapped hungrily in her mouth the tasty, potent pre of the male and released a murr of deep appreciation as she savoured it, licking her lips and looking up at him seductively as she leaned again close to his immense malehood and kissed affectively its cockhead, staying there for a long moment, her lovely lips kissing his powerful member as he released a low grow of pleasure, before she draw back slowly, suckling gently as her lips reluctantly let him go, just to lean over his tasty, hot flesh a inch or so to the side, kissing him there even more eagerly, letting out a growling, hungry sound as now each of her hands stroked up and down the sides of his long, thick malehood.

Killer grinned wide at that, tilting his head upwards a bit with a murr of pleasure and looking down dominatingly as the other two females come into the equation, bowing their heads as they humbly approached him and meekly knelling before him, Kiara to the right and Irene to the left of Alexis, who was still happily lapping at his shaft and barely gave them a glance. The twins leaned slowly towards him, putting their small, warm hands on his muscular, chorded legs, caressing over the hills of his muscles and the valleys of his incredible power with low moans of awe at the strength that pulsated into that body chiselled in the hardest titanium, touching him like touching a god, before they leaned closer and gently kissed his muscular legs, just under the knees, slurping a bit on his powerful muscles before bow their heads again. "Please, master... can we get to kiss the king's mighty sceptre...?" They asked finally, in chorus almost perfect... they were embarrassed, yes, as all the other males were now openly staring at the arousing scene, but he could fill their want, their desire as their voices nearly trembled in hungry lust.

"Oh, babes..." He said softly, closing his eyes with a low growl of pleasure and dropping his head forwards with a widening grin, his left hand caressing Alexis's head gently as his right one grasped his gargantuan length, pulling the flaccid but now twitching shaft up slowly, away from the massaging, loving hands of Alexis and from her slurping tongue. The twins looked hungrily at him, in total submission as their glances followed his goliath penis like hypnotized, while Alexis neither opened her eyes: she just moved her wet-with-drool-and-saliva hands to his gigantic testicles and liked her lips eagerly as numerous, long and thick streams of her saliva and his pre stretched themselves from her, still connected to the enormous, shiny-with-drool member as she tilted her face upwards and opened wide her mouth, tongue stretched out teasingly. He stroked himself a few times slowly, from the thick base to the large, flared head, milking a large, heavy drop of his precious pre that dangled in a string from his shaft until fall into the awaiting mouth of the queen, who savoured it with a clear murr of pleasure and appreciation as the twins watched with growing desire and rising impatience. The male finally stepped closer and gently placed his colossal shaft on Alexis's features, the large cock covering easily all of her face with its mammoth girth and crossing her features easily from chin to all over her head and dangling down towards her back with its tremendous length as it started to stiffen and harden, the blond female immediately starting to gently, torturingly slowly lap at every inch of the gigantic piece of flesh that she could reach. Killer stared at that for a short moment, releasing a loud growl of pleasure and lust that Alexis echoed eagerly from her position, and he grinned wider, putting his hands on the heads of the twins and twirling slowly his fingers in their hair, pulling them closer until their muzzles finally poked the opposite sides of his massive cock with loud, sluttish moan of awe and satisfaction at how hot and powerful it felt. "I'd say you must..." He said with a gentleness that was more dominating than any shouted order, as he idly caressed their skulls and both of the twins more than eagerly kissed his shaft, now rapidly stiffening and hardening as all of the three females stroked and lapped along the great length lovely to hurry it up to its full glory.

The male closed his eyes in deep lust, growling his pleasure lowly as he finally allowed himself to harden with a low sigh of relief, leaning backwards against the wall as he savoured the bliss of both the warm water and especially the loving attention of the three females, his hands gently guiding the twins from their heads as they lapped at the long, thick sides of his gigantic length, his colossal penis thickening and growing now rapidly and with majestic dominance to tower over their heads as their tongues and hands stroked and licked back and forth on the veiny, hot flesh, Alexis fondling and squeezing gently his gigantic testicles as she lapped and nuzzled at the underside of his growing, potent malehood.

Soon, the male was fully and powerfully erect, his cock towering in its frightening, godlike sizes like a tower of obsidian, hot flesh, casting a threatening shadow over the females as the twins openly stared at him, dumbfounded as he stroked himself slowly, pre leaking from the enormous member as he grinned wide. Alexis looked at him with love and want, trading a glance of complicity and desire before he closed the water and said to one in particular: "enough shower..."

Alexis quickly stood up, her riding crop caressing slowly up along the side of the gigantic cock of the male, underlining the impossible sizes as she turned towards the astonished crowd of males in the other showers, all looking with shock towards them, silent. The only noise was the wet lapping and kissing of the twins on Killer's shaft as he murred slightly, and the noise of the showers still going on... and then Killer stepped by her side, slightly behind her, squeezing the twins at his sides as they gently caressed his powerful, muscular abdomen and his massive shaft, panting softly in awe and desire.

Alexis looked at him from over her shoulder, trading a grin before turn and beat idly her riding crop on her long, seductive and booted leg to claim the soldiers attention, grinning wide as the amazed faces turned to her with submission and fear, waiting for her order and likely imagining it as her glance noticed how they all were giving the shoulders to the king. She grinned wider and tilted her head a bit to the side, eyes glinting mischievously. "Turn." She commanded with amused, almost playful voice. "Shame yourselves in front of the superior alpha." She added as the males in the room started hesitatingly to turn, and they all submissively lowered their heads as they faced her, her satisfied grin and her glance. Obviously, there wasn't comparison with the king's superiority, crushing even on the best hung of the bulky soldiers in the showers... and that was even more stunning, because even the smaller of the imposing cocks lined up for her, would have made many males drool in amazed envy and put to shame a good few porn actors at the very least.

Alexis and the twins eyed the best soldiers with interest as the trio proceeded along the shower room toward the locker room, the queen opening the road as Killer held gently the twins at his sides... even if they were nowhere near as impressive as the king could be when flaccid, they still were powerful and beautiful males that even Alexis wouldn't have minded wearing out once or twice sometimes, after all.

The trio entered the locker room, and Killer gently let the twins go as Alexis pushed easily to the ground the shirts, pants and uniforms posed over a bench to make room, the male approaching calmly and embracing her softly, trading a slow, passionate kiss before lay down on the bench with his broad back, legs spread wide, one on either side of the bench as his heavy, gigantic wet balls thudded and squelched noisily landing on the wooden surface, the sound echoing impressively in the wide room as he crossed his arms under his head, releasing a low murr of approbation as he closed his eyes for a moment, his cock standing vertically erect, huge and powerful, as he stroked himself leisurely, veins pumping and shaft throbbing with power.

The twins silently stared side to side at such a display of muscles and malehood and power, waiting only for an order of him to execute, as Alexis produced almost magically in her hands a small, crystal jar of clear oil and shown it to the king as she leaned close on his chest, stroking his powerful, bulging pecs as she smiled. "A god should always be bathed with oil, lover..." She said seductively, giving a lick at his muzzle as she nuzzled him softly. He nuzzled her back, allowing himself to answer to her purr with his own, low one as he felt on himself her soft, silky fur, the warm of her fantastic body and the sweet weight of her huge, firm breasts on his chest. Then he smiled wide, looking in her eyes with an amused and thrilled glance of his icy sapphire eyes as he caressed her face with the back of his hand. "Then let's do it, goddess... I'll do it on you sometimes." He said gently, smiling wide before suddenly pull her over his large, masculine body and helping her to put one of her long, sinuous seductive legs on either side of him, turning slightly to the side, towards the twins. "Irene can do it... isn't that so, sweetie...You'd like to do it and get to touch me...?" He asked teasingly, his voice gentle and yet so crushingly dominating on the three females.

Irene hadn't need of any encouragement. She nodded enthusiastically, making her large breasts giggle a bit as she smiled widely. "I'd love to, master...!" She said softly, advancing meekly to receive the jar from the hand of the grinning, much taller Alexis as she rode over the gigantic male's chest. He simply smiled, stroking a hand on the cheek of Irene. "Good girl... I think you can start from my shoulders. Take your time... do it good for the king and I'll reward you." He said gently as he rolled his shoulders slowly, making all of his chorded, powerful muscles bulge like tires on the point to explode under the amazed eyes of the much smaller female. "Kiara, you can worship my cock and my all-male balls... and since you have such beautiful boobs, I suggest you using them as well. You should have more than enough room anyway." He added towards the other girl, spreading his legs a bit wider as his colossal cock pulsated threateningly, asking for worshipping.

Kiara nodded with a sluttish moan that could just mean... "That's what I dreamed from so long", giving him a smile and a fast courtesy as she walked at his side along his huge form. She gave a fearful but aroused and excited glance at his huge cock as she sat on the bench, panting as she stared at the titanic sizes of his malehood as she threw a leg on the other side of the bench and pulled herself closer to him, a hand grasping the thick side of his black shaft, barely wrapping a quarter of his behemoth girth in her long fingers, her other hand sliding up his form to stroke on his powerfully muscled abdomen, twirling seductively her fingers into the long, thick fur of his happy highway. She pushed her body close, her hot breath tickling his veiny tower of flesh as she panted slightly, staring in amazement as she realized just how big he was. How big his cock was. How huge his balls were. Not her large tits, nor her head, were a match for his gigantic orbs... and she could only try to imagine how much cum there had to be inside as she looked for a moment a long stream of his pre shine down the top foot or so of his long shaft... it was just one of many drops, for him, but it was alone much more than what your average male could pump out in a year. She trembled, her vagina clenching in want and fear in the same time as she leaned in close and lapped at the rich, musky pre on the head of his cock, trying to lick away all that tasty nectar of manliness. She felt she was just one of many sex toys he had used and would have always used... she realized how many females had to have already marvelled at his sizes, sucked on his flesh and lapped at his balls... she could almost feel it... feel the taste of so much tongues, of so much juices and pussies mixed with the strong, manly scent of him that was crushing her senses with unbearable strength and power of attraction. She knew all too well that blood, too, a lot, had washed his flesh and made it stronger... and even if at that thought she trembled harder, shivering at the very base of her spine as she realized where that gigantic spear of black meat had to go and how easy it was for him to kill and tear apart with just his cock if he wanted to, she felt only more and more attracted by him. More and more willing to give herself to him. To worship him... but not only in that moment. Not only for a sexual game. But Forever.

She licked harder on his shaft, tasting his dense, sticky pre with reverence, lapping his nectar gladly, suckling it in her mouth to taste him. And it was powerful. It was crushing, as she rubbed his enormous shaft against her features, moaning hotly as his pre stained largely her white fur and a blast erupted powerfully from his cock, plastering easily her entire face as more dripped from her muzzle and pooled in her cleavage as she rolled and squeezed her large breasts with hot pleasure, wrapping them around his mighty cock and barely managing to embrace half of his massive, mind-blowing girth with her huge bosom and starting to slowly move her whole body up and down along the black shaft as she lapped at it gently, nuzzling the great length as she rose slowly to the tip to suck on the engorged, gigantic head.

Irene, meanwhile, walked slowly behind Killer, opening the jar and pouring a bit of oil on her hands and on his large, chorded shoulder, staring as the golden liquid slid down his shiny fur and followed the rippling profile of his huge muscles, sliding down the hills of his strength as her hands gently touched his titanium-hard form with the deepest reverence... and a bit of a blush as the soldiers came on curiosity from the showers and stood just inside the locker room, crowding there and staring at the amazing spectacle as the sovereigns gave a little nod of approbation. Killer looked over the public for a moment with a slight grin, then returned his attention to the leather-wrapped boobs of Alexis as his hands squeezed her firm buttocks as Alexis glanced over the soldiers with interest, well knowing that many of them, if not all, had come already once just from seeing her get her kimono off and worship the king's mighty member, seeing their cocks wet and shiny and fully hard in front of such display...and she turned a bit to shamelessly kiss Killer's huge cock as she stroked the monster slowly a few times. "Stay there and enjoy, guys... this gorgeous liger here is gonna show you all how the only, true alpha owns his females..." She announced proudly, trading a grin with Killer as he started thrusting slowly with his hips, fucking Kiara's breast up and down with his immense cock, coating the smaller female in his rich pre as her sister slowly massaged on the male's muscular shoulders, panting softly as she filled her eyes with the show of sex and manliness in front of her, feeling his muscles bulge with power at each little movement, her fingers spreading the oil in the valleys of his chiselled body as he released a murr of pleasure and traded a long, almost angry kiss with Alexis, squeezing on her buttocks roughly as both growled in feral lust and pleasure.

When finally their kiss broke, Killer took Alexis's face gently between his hands, keeping her muzzle close for a moment as long bangs of blond hair fell on him and surrounded their almost-touching muzzles as he murred lightly. "Now, let's get to ourselves, huh...?" He said quietly, smiling as he let her go and she straightened with a grin, sliding a bit upwards along his laying, powerful body as he slid his large hands to the front of her leathery bikini bottom, sliding his thumbs under the fine string of fabric on her hips as he started to teasingly jerk away her underwear, the female releasing a hot breath that all but encouraged him to go ahead faster as her hands reached up to gently twirl in his long, rebel mane.

She panted hotly as he moved to the side her bikini bottom, tilting her head backwards with a dreamy sigh as she closed her eyes and felt him nuzzle gently on her now exposed crotch, his hot breath tickling gently in the short, blond fur of her pussy as he stretched his long, large tongue out and gave her a torturingly slow lick, tasting the dripping juices of her desire, already strong. He let her heard a low, deep murr of approbation as he started to slowly lap at her swollen sex lips and her clit, tasting her want for him as he still only lightly, teasingly liked at her, making her shiver slightly in desire, wanting him to do more as she closed her eyes in deep pleasure. He rolled his tongue back and forth on the lips of her sex, suckling lightly as he was rewarded with more of her tasty juices and with hot, long breaths from her as she started to buck her hips against his thick muzzle in excitement, trying to urge that tongue that was giving her so much pleasure to hurry up inside of her love tunnel. Indeed, she was partially rewarded as he opened his eyes and looked up at her with amused dominance, squeezing a bit harder on her buttocks and he groped at her firm, perfect thighs, his tongue now flicking fleetingly around her excited clitoris, suckling a bit harder on her as he rubbed slightly his deadly fangs against her soft, wet flesh, letting his experience and talent guide such mortal weapons in the role of teasing his beloved girl.

Meanwhile, Irene had kept massaging his large, powerful shoulders, his fur now shining even more as the oil was spread on him, the hands of the smaller female quietly and meekly stroking over his masculine, bulging pecs as her eyes followed with desire the gentle, loving teasing that the powerful male was giving to his beloved queen, wishing with all herself to get a day to receive the same attention... when he silently stretched his massive left arm outwards, slowly flexing it until all of his muscles where bulging hugely in their might, his powerful bicep looking like a moulder... and indeed, it had the same hardness as she immediately stepped to the side to silently worship his arm and placed her hands on it, starting to slowly stroke on his silky fur and hard, strong muscles as she let out a low, dreaming moan when he flexed slightly under her sweet touch. It was like his muscles were alive with their own life, for how much vigour she could feel in his form as they pumped with strength even now that he was just relaxing. Every single coat of his ivory, black-striped godlike form seemed alive, everything in him looking high on power for an excess of vigour hard to even imagine. The true power that he could let explode out of his muscles and unleash against any enemy was something beyond understanding. He had erased armies standing alone on his side of the field, there wasn't a tank or a bunker armoured enough to stand against his blows and not being crumbled, there wasn't a rival that could dream to beat him... She, like everyone in the Northlands and in Kesteven in particular, had heard so much about the Legend... the ones who had served with him were still ready to swear how he was used to crumble tanks and bunkers and buildings with just his tremendous, sheer strength, and many others incredible actions of his power and value... and now she had another confirmation of the absolute truth of everything had been said in the years about Wyvern. Even about his seven years of dark, terrible fury, with the towns and villages crumbled and the people slaughtered... someone had said that neither Wyvern could have seriously erased a town as big as Newbury leaving only a huge dump of ruins... but goddamn, now she was sure. He could. And she was ready to swear he could do much worse if just he wanted... she shivered as images of a naked, furious and fully hard Killer come to her mind suddenly. He lifted a huge truck with a only hand and thrown the heavy vehicle easily into the air, smashing into the windows of the twentieth floor of a palace in front of him with such strength it exploded out in pieces out the other side... they found pieces of a truck at hundreds of feet of distance from the struck building...Then she saw him facing the police, charging into the gunfire as the bullets only scratched his powerful form at the most, smashing fists into the cars and the armoured vans and smashing into them like they were made of paper as he slaughtered easily anyone who tried to stop him... they found the entire fleet of vehicles of Newbury's police smashed to wrecks along the main avenue, along with the corpses of most of the men there...And then the female could see in her mind the giant male grasp the sinuous body of a mare policewoman and rape her savagely against the side of an armoured van of the police, tearing into her with his huge black length, ripping her horribly as he forced his immensity into her, pummelling her savagely against the van he towered over. He was leaning forwards leisurely against the van, arms sustaining him as his hands grasped the armoured vehicle's roof and wrinkled it like it was paper, his hips thrusting an enormous member that was barely halfway buried into the body of the bleeding, shrieking mare, crushed against the van's side. His rhythm was devastating, and each thrust shattered easily something into the female's body, sickening crunches sounding loud from her as blood erupted from her mouth, nose, ears and obviously from her torn crotch as he ferociously fucked her with all his might. Each thrust was so powerful that soon his cock ripped its way out the torn, shattered body of the female, each blow denting deep into even the armoured van as the heavy vehicle was pushed to the side like a toy, wheels squeaking loudly as he growled and grinned in ferocious lust... They found the van laying on the opposite side, the other one entirely torn and knocked down... inside, it was a pool of seed... and the mare was found literally ripped in half, abandoned in the cum...

The memories of the rests of Newbury and its people as they had been found after his passage mixed with her imagination, which filled the holes... and it was terrible. It was horrible. But, as long as she knew she should have been terrified and horrified by the male that had crumbled the town with his bare hands and killed so many persons, raped and split in two like worn condoms so many girls, she found it incredibly arousing, as well. It was thrilling in an insane way... and as much as she was relieved by the fact that the huge male had later found again himself, she was attracted also by his old, dark self... and she couldn't help but feel her pleasure, desire and want double as she kept oiling his amazing bicep, meekly liking his impressive tricep and up the way to his closed fist, worshipping him fully as her tight vagina shivered and clenched, dripping her desire as her mind flashed with glorious images of that same colossus of muscles and power spread crumbs entire buildings with his fists and tear apart young girls with his gigantic member as everyone stood powerless and helpless in front of him...

Kiara wasn't inactive, either. She was eagerly teasing Killer's shaft, pushing forwards her body and pressing herself against the obsidian tower of flesh as her muzzle struggled around his immense girth, tongue lapping and teasing at the veiny surface of the mighty member as her drool mixed to his dense, tasty pre in streams that slowly rolled down his gigantic shaft. Her large breasts were stroking gently along the sides of his huge, fleshy length as her hands stroked along the mighty shaft and went often down to fondle his massive testicles, rolling the heavy orbs in her hands gently as she murred lightly from around his girth.

She murred lightly as he pushed himself slowly into her hot mouth, his thrusts gentle but still powerful as his hips pumped easily the enormous shaft into her stretched maws, pushing them as wide as they could go as she sucked on his flesh, his potent pre flooding in her throat as she choked a bit, her drool mixing with his dense pre and pooling at the corners of her lips as dense, thick ropes of mixed juices dangled from her lips, drops falling on her breasts and on the bench as her tongue rolled around the enormous, engorged head of his cock lovingly. She released a deep moan as he forced some more of his gargantuan penis into her tight mouth, just the head of it and a very few inches of his spear crammed into her, making her throat bulge with the sheer sizes of his awe-inspiring member. He wasn't looking at her, but yet she felt like his eyes were glaring at her, feeling herself crushed in front of him in total submission, as he easily dominated everyone in the room with his lonely presence, no one even daring to dream to challenge his superiority.

She began to bob her head slowly up and down the immense cock, taking his shaft a bit deeper with each combined thrust as she choked and flushed deeply, her eyes closed and cheeks burning red as her firm tits squeezed gently on his meaty shaft as he started moving faster, fucking her face. And she wasn't blushing because she was being used almost like a toy, because she was being just one of his many sluts, whores, bitches and conquests, nor because she was fingering herself in desperate want, need of him while worshipping his manliness under the eyes of at least forty stunned other males that his lonely, frightening presence had crushed back in a corner as amazed public... no, she was blushing because she wasn't managing to take his goliath cock in her throat as it made her stuffed and choking already with his huge sizes.

Alexis bent down over Killer as he sucked and lapped at her burning, wanting vagina, putting her sumptuous breasts on his face as he murred lightly in pleasure, rewarding her with a long lap at her clit as she started whispering passionately into his ear, her hands caressing his face and his long mane as he licked and teased her with more passion, the female bucking her crotch harder against him on the heights of her pleasure, cries of ecstasy escaping her lips as she teased him with her hot, wanting voice and the words of the deepest of loves and adorations, making him murr and move faster as he sucked harder on her, his thick tongue sliding into her hot, tight passage, his slick tongue pushing deep into the folds of her hungry sex and lapping in reward her inner walls as he rubbed his thick muzzle against her, almost if trying to shove it as well into her as Alexis cried out in pleasure, bucking harder and harder against him as she closed her eyes in lust and moved her hands to her breast to fondle and squeeze her firm, huge swells.

She started to pant, breathing his name with submitted, grateful love as he pulled her body further against his own working muzzle by her firm buttocks, before move his hand to squeeze teasingly on her hip as she started to buck her legs even harder, keeping her steady as he growled lustfully from his lips, sealed on her soaked sex, his breath growing hotter and faster, teasing her almost torturingly as the hot air washed in snorts over her excited, ready passage. He had a mastery incredible on the oral art... indeed, long experience had added to his talent and now he had love, passion and burning desire to further increase his skills as he gave all himself to please Alexis to the highest heights... and he gave another low growl of pleasure as he gently, playfully bit her sex, using even his fangs to stimulate her beyond relief as she started to pant harder, bucking furiously against him as she cried out loudly his name, hands tearing free of the black leather her huge breasts as she squeezed harder on them, moaning in erotic, deep lust.

His tongue delved deep in her love tunnel, twisting like a snake, licking, lapping, fast, then torturingly slow, dancing all along her passage before focalize on a spot for some long laps as his lips squeezed her clit lovingly, his maw moving to nudge it as well, to roll it and stimulate it the best he could as she straightened with a stronger spasm and a loud moan, coming from the amazing bliss spreading into her from her sex.

Killer looked at her with a glance of amused dominance and love at the same time, Alexis barely managing to smile back to him as she purred his name in lust, her eyes looking for a moment to the side as Irene finished oiling also the other massive arm of the male, who rapidly returned both of his hands to squeeze teasingly on the queen's sides, keeping her steady against his muzzle as she bucked harder and harder on the edge of rapidly increasing pleasure.

Irene paused for a second as she finished oiling his massive arm, looking meekly at him, waiting for a new order. And she hadn't to wait very long. Killer opened his eyes with a low murr of satisfaction, and turned slightly to the side, looking at her as Alexis released a hot, loud moan of bliss: the male had gently squeezed her clit between his teeth before turn his head, gyrating it gently as his tongue rolled against it, sending shivers of lust up her spine to her very core. Irene stared at him in submission, waiting for his signal... and his eyes commanded to worship his masculine breast and what she could reach of his amazing abs, now.

She advanced quietly, trying not to moan as her pussy ached and dripped in desire as she come close to him, to his working muzzle, as she bent over his powerful form to work lovingly on his chest, so near to where his muzzle connected with the queen's sex, to where the juices of the ecstasy of Alexis were puddling in the deep valleys between his rippling muscles... there, where is masculinity mixed with the overwhelming scents of sex and desire to torture her wanting body by making her desire grow hotter and bigger and bigger. She was now crying in torturous desire and pleasure, rubbing her inner thighs together as her juices dripped and streaked down her firm, fleshy legs, shinnying attractively... she was afraid that, neither with all the commitment she was putting into it, she would have never resisted so much to wait until the master would have wanted her services...

She looked at him as he suckled and lapped lovingly at a moaning, purring Alexis's sex, wet, squelching noise coming from the joint lips of his muzzle and her vagina... his eyes were closed in supreme confidence and pleasure, his muzzle grinning in domination even as he shown his love for his beloved queen... and Irene released a hot breath as she poured the oil over his chest, amber liquid oozing slowly down along the bulging hills of his muscular pecs... and she gasped hotly as he suddenly made his mighty pecs jump for her, even if he continued to put his concentration on the queen. Her hands touched the mighty muscles of the male with the same reverence of who's touching a god, her palm flat and fingers stretched as she rubbed slowly to spread the oil on his entire masculine breast. It was like pushing against a wall of steel... no matter how she squeezed and stroked, his muscles barely moved, if he don't wanted to. Her hands rubbed the oil on the thick, massive slabs of meat that were his pecs, pushing in the deep valley between them and then following their perfect profile as she stroked gently on the underside, amazed by how hard and strong it felt under her hands, before tease gently the nipples of the huge male... she wanted so badly to at least gave a lick to him, to his chest... but the master stayed silent, and she don't dared to.

Instead, she continued her work, descending to his abdominals... and at the first touch, she understood that they had to be the most formidable of all his muscles. If the rest was steel, his abdomen was likely harder than titanium. His bulging abs, separated by deep valleys of power, looked like in competition with each other to ripple more... and she hadn't difficulties in seeing how powerful a barrier they had to be in battle. Any blow would have been stopped by those powerful muscles... was it a warhammer, a sword or a bullet, he looked stronger than any threat. All of his muscles flexed as her fingers traced over them, almost transmitting into her an electric shock... that was erotic combustible to set even more on fire her throbbing sex. Stroke and rub her hands over the rippling surface, the valleys of his strength and the hills of his power, down to the centre canal... it was too erotic. And finally, Killer commanded her to attend at his legs, spreading them a bit wider still as his hips kept fucking his enormous tower of meat into Kiara's chocking throat.

Irene stared agape at the shocking sight of her sister, leaning fully with her upper body against his mighty, shiny-with-mixed-juices shaft, her mouth open to the extreme to let the male move himself in and out as she herself bob her head up and down, drool coming out from her stretched lips in dangling ropes before fall to his testicles, Kiara's hands squeezing her breasts against the side of the goliath cock as a lake of desire puddle on the bench and soaked his white-furred scrotum. Huge amounts of his precious pre and of her drool streaked down his mighty member, pooled on the bench and dripped to puddles on the floor, already... Kiara's upper body was mostly plastered with dense, sticky pre that had made of her fur, and especially of her face, a mess. Her long, dark hair were now sticky with dense, white pre... and Irene gasped as she took in her eyes long trails of pre that had been drawn in straight lines on the bench and the floor for what had to be more than 8 feet. Oh, my... How his orgasm will look like, if just his pre makes such eruptions...?

Kiara was being used like a sex-toy, a simple mouth that the king could stuff crammed full with his hugeness, pumping up his own pleasure towards the edge... but still, her hot moans were of pure ecstasy. Her eyes were shut in lust, and her expression told that all she wanted to do was please him and being used by him in any way he wanted. Her pussy was dripping generously... and steadily. And Irene, even knowing that she should have been worried of that, couldn't help but feel exactly the same way. Better still, she come to envy her sister, that was having such access to his manliness and power.

Anyhow, most of the envy vanished when she kneeled near his muscular leg and started again oiling and worshipping his mighty body, stroking his massive muscles, fingers crawling from his ankles up the diamond-hard hills of muscle to his thighs. She smiled a bit when her hands rose nearer to his shaft, and she started panting when caressing his inner thighs, her breath becoming harder and harder until finally she could resist no more and pushed her face hungrily against the thick base of his enormous shaft, kissing there eagerly as his musk crushed her senses and will, her tongue lapping at his thick pre, mixed to the saliva and drool of her sister.

Alexis released a loud moan as Killer pushed his tongue deep in her, but she don't missed to grin as she looked over shoulder to the two sisters that now were working in tandem to worship the huge manliness of the king... and that made her pleasure rise even more as she used her riding crop to move Irene's hands back to his legs. "Keep oiling your god, while sucking his sceptre, bitch!"

Killer couldn't help but grin a bit and gave a snort of approbation as he continued to lap at his beloved queen's boiling sex, feeling well that she was on the edge, coming to the point of non return as her voice trembled slightly even as she tried to hold on, as her hips bucked against him almost uncontrollably and her sexlips clenched welcomingly on his tongue and muzzle, juices dripping from her as she panted and cried in bliss, her voice rising louder with the increasing haze of lust. Finally, she could resist no more, as she felt herself suddenly on fire, her hips bucking uncontrollably against his thick muzzle and working tongue, the huge male keeping her steady against him squeezing on her hips as she thrown her head forwards with a long, tortured moan of drawn-out bliss as her orgasm hit in powerfully, the queen crying out in bliss and throwing her head hard backwards, looking to the sky as she growled in feral, complete ecstasy.

She twisted herself in lust under his hold, fluids of pleasure coming out in waves to flood down his muzzle and tongue and into his welcoming mouth as he murred in pleasure, the vagina of his loved queen contracting and clenching on his muzzle and around his thick tongue as he rolled it over to her clitoris, teasing her even more as she cried out in bliss and bent over him, panting as she tangled her fingers in his mane, giving a hungry, grateful lap to his forehead as she bucked hard against him, spasming with her mind-blowing climax. She bit her lower lip not to shriek as she groaned hotly his name, but she couldn't restrain her scream when he roughed his pants and growls, sending his hot breath on her still clenching sex, his tongue lapping hungrily at her juices as his muzzle easily slid along her sex to tease slightly at her clit, lips closing around it and suckling gently, sending shivers along the powerful female's body as she kissed his forehead, loud growls of lust escaping her lips before slowly change in purrs of love and gratitude, her crotch flexing against him as her hands squeezed on his muscular shoulders.

She slowly recovered control of herself, panting still and bucking harder than before against his face, but now again with a rhythm, working in tandem with as her sex still meekly clenched against his lips and tongue, her labia sliding teasingly along his muzzle as his tongue lazily rolled on her lips for some moments before twist upwards again into her, making her release a hot breath. He immediately began to tease her again, slowly and sweetly, not yet satisfied, and Alexis could only straighten a bit and look down at him as he half opened an eye, grinning playfully. She grinned back at him lovingly, with all the always teasing complicity they had... and then she released an I'm-in-heaven sigh as she ruffled a bit his mane and smiled teasingly. "You are so good with that tongue, that I may even come to miss a bit less that big, strong cock of yours..." She said gently, playfully underlining the statement with her voice.

"Now, that's quite the news." Killer replied with amused voice, his lips never really leaving her boiling hot sex. And the male couldn't help but grin wide as she gave a playful snort... and as he heard the hot moans and cries of the twins, with the wet squelching of their fingering as they toyed with themselves, helping their own close orgasms on the way as both pushed hungrily against his huge cock, two hands stroking along the immense shaft eagerly as two pairs of generous breasts were pushed against it from both sides, two tongues rolling over the veiny, fleshy member, almost chasing after each other on the gigantic penis. And he could also hear the gasps, the shocked breath and all the other sounds coming from his... audience. He could feel with thrills of pleasure the juices of the three females over his body... Alexis's ones were still dripping down his muzzle, while the twins were now coming together, their mixed juices spraying all over his crotch and on the base of his shaft... and it was amazing at the very least, as he happily pushed his muzzle against the queen's sex and wrapped his lips on her labia, suckling there as he twisted his tongue into her like in a hard, passionate kiss of their own, his hips fucking harder his enormous cock in the mouth that was now chocking around his girth, which by now he couldn't link to the right owner, because Kiara and Irene were both eagerly working on his shaft, trading roles and positions... What truly mattered, anyhow, was that he was in full control of both himself, Alexis, the twins and a stunned crowd of shocked males... and the three females were dying for him to fill them.

The ecstasy and desire that the three females were facing was tremendous. Unmatched pleasure flooded into their bodies, coming from the power, the domination and the skills of the huge male... and the awareness of the presence of the other, stunned males watching and the chorus of pants, moans and cries of ecstasy coming from each female multiplied the pleasure of the other ones... and their desire only increased. Even Alexis, experienced and even used at him as she was, soon was again crying in torturous ecstasy, feeling herself once more losing control of her own body as she shut her eyes and blushed, panting hard as she felt his hot breath wash into her like a tornado, his tongue twisting like a snake as he teased all of her sensitive passage... but the twins had already had their second orgasm, almost consequent to the first. Killer was making of it a show of power and skills... and Alexis, the one that was more aware of that, felt it just like another push forwards to her own climax, the twin's tortured cries of pleasure making her own lust grew all the hotter, until she had her second orgasm, bucking hard against his face and groaning his name again and again as her fluids rushed out of her, Killer hungrily lapping at her nectar as he released a low growl of feral satisfaction.

Finally, Alexis was left panting and sweated, eyes glinting in lovely gratitude as she stared at his eyes, the two sharing a long, passionate and almost angry kiss as both growled in lust and want, sharing the flavour of her juices as they tongues wrestled together, chasing themselves in a complex game of complicity, desire and love. And then, the two traded a glance, a grin... an imperceptible nod of Alexis, and the queen was standing, mistress now more than when everything had started, despite her torn corset, her exposed breasts and dripping sex, her quiet panting and the tremble of her legs in the aftermath of such delightful torture. The twins looked at her in full submission as the male straightened a bit to sat on the bench, grinning wide himself as he flexed his powerful body a bit, rolling his shoulders leisurely.

"I think something still lacks..." Alexis said teasingly, grinning wide as she faked an intense thinking, her eyes predatory as never before as she took in the glorious sight of the twins, twirled together in a puddle of shiny juices, plastered with his pre and mixed drool, embracing his shaft with breasts and arms both, hands slowly stroking his veiny member. "Oh, of course." She snapped her fingers and again almost magically, produced in her hand another jar, with another kind of oil. "We still have to oil our master's most godlike part, isn't so...?" She added immediately, looking with the corner of her eyes to Killer at her side, trading a grin with him as she opened the jar and poured some of the oil on the palm of her black-gloved hand, rubbing her fingers together to spread the liquid. It was dense and sticky, almost with the consistence of some soft gel... Irene and Kiara immediately got their own part as Killer turned to sat on the bench, spreading his legs wide again as he rested comfortably, leaning on his massive arms and grinning as the females stepped close to his towering, gargantuan cock; Alexis in the middle, a twin at each side. And he couldn't help but murr in anticipation and lust...

Alexis went down to her knees in front of him, breasts squeezing gently into the sides of his goliath penis as she stared dreamingly at the gigantic, shiny member, licking her lips eagerly before look up at him, grinning as he smirked a bit, hands resting on the twin's heads as he guided them slowly towards his behemoth cock. Alexis leaned close to his shaft, purring as she tilted her head to admire it from more angulations, before bent down to lick at his colossal, white-furred scrotum, her tongue rolling around the immense, twin orbs reverently, feeling the burning heat of the mind-blowing reserve of semen through his balls before slowly lap upwards, rising slowly along his thick cum-channel, teasing every thick, pulsing vein on her way as her oiled hand approached ever so slowly, as her quiet panting tickled on his hot member as his had teased her sex, making him breath hotter and harder as he stared at her with desire and impatience...

Alexis only grinned wider, her tongue moving faster now, but taking longer time to travel along every inch of his enormous length as she drooled and licked from side to side of the thick member, her breath becoming harder on purpose as she rose nearer and nearer to the large flare of the engorged head, where she let herself slobber without any shame, her saliva adding to the mixed ones of the twins and to his thick pre like in a ritual, her eyes staring at his own as her tongue danced a dance of indescribable pleasure, making him growl, and, to a degree, purr as a shiver of sheer lust ran along his spine, making his powerful muscles flex in delight.

Only adding to that bliss, the twins attacked the two sides of his immense cock, their hands pushing their large breasts to embrace the girthy tower of flesh from both sides as they panted in awe once more at the sheer sizes of his malehood. It was colossal, and even now, their boobs still couldn't touch each other's ones because of how thick his fleshy spear was... Kiara and Irene stared at that for a moment, speechless, before trade a twin look of amazement and lean closer to the mighty member, stretching out their tongues to lick the wet shaft of the male as his hands guided them by the heads, the huge liger murring slightly in pleasure, his dominant grin spreading wider as he leisurely started to thrust his mighty malehood into that embrace of hot, soft breasts.

Alexis and her beloved master traded another grin as she rubbed herself against his behemoth black cock, pushing her chest against such enormous, veiny shaft, her huge, firm boobs departing to wrap around the sides of his fleshy member as she stroked her clean hand up and down the gigantic length, rubbing her oiled fingers together as she made him wait... and she kissed the enormous head of his penis, pushing her tongue eagerly to his slit, licking his abundant pre and rewarding him with her drool before push firmly downwards her head, opening wide her lips with a deep, drawn-out murr as she pushed his member past her lips into her mouth and down her throat.

Alexis used both hands used both hands to guide the big, broad head of the magnificent cock to her mouth, her eyes slowly drooping shut as she slid the thick, sticky dickhead into her watering mouth, her moans throaty, muffled by the thick length of manmeat filling her. She sucked deeply, lovingly on the enormous cockhead, her cheeks bulging, her hand stroking un and down along the mighty tower of obsidian flesh, spreading a warm moisture of drools and pre on his flesh as the twins suckled noisily along the sides, drool streaking down his penis as he half closed his eyes for a moment, tilting backwards his head with a murr of pleasure as three hands and three mouths worshipped his colossal malehood, the three females openly slobbering all over it, the shaft so immense that all three had plenty of room to try and please him more than the others.

Alexis was easily winning the quest, anyhow... her tongue danced and rolled around his thick flesh as she teased and lapped at his huge member, her muzzle descending slowly along it as her breasts rub slowly and lovingly up and down the sides of the enormous shaft, going slowly downwards to meet the two pairs of twin breasts that were wrapping the same member many inches below... Her murr was melted and vocal love as she tasted the flesh of her beloved mate as her tongue rolled slowly and teasingly all over it as his member was pushed deeper and deeper down her flexing and clenching throat, all but making her neck bulge. Drool pooled at the corners of her insanely-stretched lips, noisily squelching as she bob her head back and forth, suckling on his tasty, hard flesh as he easily filled her up with his humongous girth.

She murred lightly around his immense shaft, tasting the flesh and the slick nectar of the powerful male, her eyes now looking up at him with love and want as he sat back a bit with a low growl of pleasure, grinning wide as his hands rested on the twin's heads as the two females wandered along the sides of his huge member, placing teasing, worshipping kisses along the massive length of meat as their tongue stretched out to lap at his shiny, drool-drenched malehood. All three females were still keeping their oiled hands away from his shaft, using only their clean ones to stroke his powerful organ and try to urge the male's pleasure to explode...

But finally, Alexis eyes grinned as she pushed her head further forwards on his gigantic penis, taking his colossus a bit deeper into her with each nod forwards of her head, her muzzle sealing tight around his girthy hugeness as it stretched her lips to the limits and pushed into her throat as he began to thrust gently upwards with his hips, forcing his way into her clenching throat as she moaned happily. She was easily taking on his monstrously huge cock, her abilities and experience allowing her to welcome his immensity far deeper into her than any other female could dream to, as her hand now squeezed harder on his mighty shaft, starting to take long, hard strokes along such tower of flesh, murring loud as she started to pump him, her fingers almost painfully stretched just to manage to wrap around half of his incredible girth, hand going up and down along entire feet of veiny fuckpole. What made her shiver in lust, anyhow, was the fact that other two hands were stroking, squeezing and caressing that same length... other two mouths were lapping and kissing at the same gigantic shaft... and yet he was so massive that they very rarely brushed themselves, or their lips met on his hot, throbbing meat.

Kiara looked up with envy to Alexis as the blond female managed to hilt another inch of his amazing penis down her throat, her neck bulging obscenely, cheeks buffed out and lips stretched painfully, her eyes shut in bliss as she moaned lustfully, her firm, huge bosom squeezing gently into the sides of the girthy member as she began to move faster up and down his enormous length as he leisurely, slowly thrust in and out of her, grinning wide. Kiara closed her eyes in shame at the thought she could be the one sucking him in that way, her mouth playfully biting at his fleshy member, tongue lapping back and forth on his awesome cock as her mind dreamed of him, her sense overwhelmed by his presence, scent, dominance and tangible power... She noticed the drool slowly streaking down his shaft from the sealed lips of Alexis and the thick strings of mixed, precious pre of his own and her slobber dancing from her lips and muzzle, and she needed no more pushes to rapidly lap her way upwards along his large penis, to where it vanished into the lips of the queen, her tongue eagerly lapping on the moisture of juices there, sliding hungrily even on Alexis's lips and muzzle as she kept sucking...

Alexis's eyes opened in surprise as that light, loving tongue lapped at her muzzle and noisily sucked drool and pre, but her sapphire irises glinted immediately in amused, dominant satisfaction, her features changing in a grin as she murred lightly in appreciation, Kiara purring loudly as she meekly lapped all the harder, glad to be allowed to taste his pre again... Killer grinned wider, tilting his head upwards a bit as he released a low growl of pleasure, his fingers tangling in the twin's hair and squeezing on her skull dominatingly. "That's nice, Kiara... suck on my pre... dream of my cum... today, we are gonna know everything we missed in the past... I'm gonna take all of your holes... and your sister here will follow..." Killer said teasingly, his domination total, crushing her at every word, even if her mind missed to truly understand what "every hole" meant... and both the twins just gave moans that were muffled by his tasty, girthy flesh between their lips. "I've got to feel how tight you are... and you have to feel how big I am."

Alexis traded a grin with the king, then looked to a side, then the other, as both Kiara and Irene now were pushing their large breasts to wrap his gargantuan member from multiple sides as she herself did, their mouths lapping on his shaft and coming all the way up to her lips to lick and drink there from the rain of juices... and she finally placed her oiled hand on Killer's shaft, soon followed by the twins as well, who had waited for that signal for so long.

Killer released a hot, almost amazed breath at how incredible it felt as their fingers slowly rubbed at his hot, hard flesh, spreading that strange, dense and gel-like oil over his goliath cock as they teased every thick vein, stroked his member slowly and sweetly, their mouths never ceasing to work over him. The oil was hot and pleasurable, and it seemed to enhance his perceptions of any contact by tens of times, making him murr in lust and tilt his head backwards a little, even if he kept grinning dominatingly over them, enjoying that strange and yet wonderful feeling of hands rubbing on him like through a warm, liquid embrace that almost remembered him of an orgasming vagina.

Alexis grinned from around his shaft as her hands now stroked along the sides of his gigantic member in tandem, spreading the hot oil on his huge length and all six the females' hands rose along it, the queen slowly withdrawing from her deepthroating as the hands come nearer, pulling her head backwards torturingly slow as she felt him start to grow stiffer, harder and hotter under such treatment, well knowing that soon he would have reached his own threshold, finally. Her tongue continued to dance around his girthy length, leaving it shiny of juices as it slowly cam out of her cavernous throat, and finally, her tongue chased in the air after it as his colossal tower of flesh came free with a loud pop, ropes of moisture connecting it to her open mouth for a few moments, before fall around and on her breasts as she grinned wide, both hands cupping around his girthy member and rising towards the tip, not leaving him any break as the twins stroked and lapped upwards as well, hungrily panting as they rose from his thick base towards the head of his gargantuan shaft, hands running along his huge, mighty member to spread the oil all over it.

Alexis grinned wide as she leaned close to his shaft, panting her hot breath on it as she and the twins stroked that amazing liquid all along it, tongues dancing over his hot, titanium hard flesh teasingly and breasts rubbing sensually against his oiled, powerful meat, making him murr in lust as he fucked slowly himself into that embrace of hands, mouths and breasts, pumping up his pleasure gently as his fingers idly caressed on the twins' scalps. Alexis's hands soon reached the thick, engorged head of his colossal member, spreading oil just under it, softly moving up and down his thick foreskin as her thumbs worked gently on his wide, huge flare, where the sensibility, enhanced by her talent, teasing glance and grin and by that mysterious oil, made the pleasure almost unbearable even for Killer, as he released a low growl of lust, almost trying to incite her to go further upwards...

But Alexis grinned wider, continuing to deliver that torturing pleasure for a bit still, before move her left hand all the way down to the thick base of his gigantic shaft with a low moan, right hand moving to the front of his powerful member, her fingers scratching and teasing almost dangerously at his huge flare as the giant male and the beautiful queen stared at each other, grinning in knowing lust and complicity. "I know you'll soon reward us, good as you are..." She whispered teasingly, leaning towards him as her sapphire eyes glinted with a light of lust that was an irresistible mix of order and servitude... and she bent over his cock one more time, kissing on the huge head and lapping at his large slip as other tasty, potent pre spurted out, her hands now moving to cupple directly the sensitive, ginormous head from the sides, rubbing and stroking on the sensible flesh as she spread oil and her own slobber all over it, Killer throwing his head backwards with a long, drawn out breath of erotic bliss as shivers went down his spine, the well known, raging fire of his orgasm starting to burn in the seas of seed into his enormous testicles.

Alexis moaned at that, feeling herself his fire starting to rise, giving a torturing, long lap at his cock before stand up and slid elegantly to the side, her hands reluctantly letting his malehood slid free of her hold, caressing it until she was easily rising on the bench at his side, throwing an arm around his neck and kissing at his cheek, whispering to him her love as her eyes took in the glorious view of the twins attacking his towering member from both sides.

Kiara and Irene kicked off the floor with their feet with absent moans as they kept lapping and stroking lovingly at his worshipped manliness, rising up to half-lie on the bench themselves under the dominant glances of the sovereigns as both straightened a bit and pushed their breasts against his thick, hard and hot flesh, tongues dancing on his shaft as they started moving their chests slowly up and down along his frightening length, their joined, sumptuous bosoms still only barely managing to wrap his girth into the soft meat of their maternal meat, both girls groaning softly in want and lust, trying to force him to come. But he was in control... and he was the one choosing the times, the moves, the events themselves. Most of the males in the room, forced to stare in awe at such display, had already come multiple times in their angle. Many were spent and panting... but the king was still in full control.

Killer's hands slid down from the twins' heads, caressing down their spines and making them arch their backs a bit at the touch, purring in absolute pleasure as the master's hands wandered rewardingly on their bodies, on their curvaceous, seductive buttocks and then slid teasingly and torturingly slow down their cracks, towards their dripping, soaked sex, making them arch hard against his moving hands, releasing loud groans of tortured pleasure and desire as he finally slid his fingers over their wet, bulging and hungry sexlips. He released a pleased murr himself as two of his fingers slid effortlessly in the wet tunnels of love, slick for the juices of so-long-cultivated and teased desire and their already achieved orgasms... and the twins writhed in agonizing pleasure as he started to slowly thrust his fingers in and out of them, he and Alexis grinning wide as the queen stared at such view and concerto of pleased, erotic sounds.

Killer by now knew he had shown all the control and the dominance needed, and more. He now wanted to move ahead and take the twins, the two females that so many times he had desired but never before had... and Alexis seemed to understand his thoughts as she leaned against his side, wrapping her arms around his neck and lapping teasingly at his muzzle before whisper in his ear. "Come, lover... come... and drown us in your seed before rock these two pussies there hard as they'll never ever imagined possible..."

Killer let her murmur her teases, tilting his head backwards and growling in lust as he flexed his massive muscles in bliss, grin spreading wider on his features as he closed his eyes and let every feeling fill up his body and feed the fire of his orgasm... the clenching of the two wanting, starving pussies of the twins that gripped hard on his two fingers, squeezing hard with their tightness and heat... the melodious, angelic and yet so erotic and teasing murmur of Alexis in his ear as her hands lightly stroked at his muscular chest... the twin's tongues and hands dancing a dance of lust on his powerful, gargantuan shaft as still the warm oil enhanced immensely his sensibility... and it wasn't long before his orgasm started to rise in his colossal shaft with the well known power, rising like a tidal wave, a boiling tsunami as his low, lustful growl rose to a pleased, dominant roar that made the twins shiver, Alexis grin and rapidly slid to the front of her beloved, the twins shiver in a mix of fear and ecstasy as they felt his cock grow stiffer, harder than diamond, throbbing with even greater power as the males in the room lowered their ears flat and shrunk in fear in the corner, gasping at the sight of the huge male thrusting harder with his hips, grinning wide.

Killer wrapped one of his hands around his mighty member, starting to take hard, long fisting strokes as the three females arreared a bit to stare at such display of power, neither his hand and long fingers capable to wrap around his girthy length as veins the thickness of fingers pulsated with impressive vigour, feeding up such monstrous, mighty organ. "You earned your prize..." He said calmly, even his breath controlled as he now used both his large hands to fist himself, fingers squeezing on his gigantic cock as he took strokes that went from the head to the thick, girthy base of his member a good, amazing six feet below, grinning wide as Alexis gently dragged backwards a bit both of the amazed twins, squeezing them in an embrace the two girls, one at each of her sides, breasts pushing together as they opened hungrily their mouths and stretched outwards their tongues as target, making them dance teasingly, meeting each other at midair and sharing their saliva and the strong savour of his flesh and pre as they moaned loud, enticingly, desiring, hands exploring each other's body and squeezing breasts and stroking soaked sexlips...

Killer grinned wider at that spectacle, stroking himself harder as he growled in deep, rising lust, slowly bending his colossal cock to aim at the females in front of him as his growl rose to a dominant, triumphing roar as his enormous load exploded. The first blast hit Alexis right in the face, making her twitch in a special pleasure as she shut her eyes and let his seed cover her features, fill her mouth and flood down her throat as she tried valiantly to gulp it down as more dripped down on her bosom and pooled between her large breasts, the rests of his blast splattering on the twins at her sides as more and more thick, huge ropes of dense, sticky cum arched into the air, again and again, noisily landing on the floor of the locker room and flooding on their bodies, covering their fur and features as it continued to come, more and more. His blast flied easily across the room, pummelling into a metallic cupboard behind them with such power that the three females shivered inwardly, his cum ricocheting onto their backs as the cupboard door noisily cried at every hit, making Alexis worry about its integrity for a moment... but it was only one of many, lustful sensations and thoughts his power caused in her as she bathed eagerly herself under such shower of seed, loving how the twins moaned and groaned and writhed under the same blasts at her sides... loving how his growl shook her very soul and remembered everyone, if that was ever needed, of who was in charge.

As always with him, his orgasm took long, raging time before slow down and find at the last a stop as his roar slowly descended to a murring, pleased growl... and Alexis finally wiped a hand at her eye sockets, heavily covered with his hot seed, before laboriously manage to open her eyes as she brought his cum to her mouth with her fingers, lapping it hungrily as she still struggled to gulp down all what she had in her mouth... and she grinned as she took in the sight of a grinning Killer stroking leisurely his enormous cock with a hand, eyes glinting with entertainment as he looked over the results of his climax... and her grin only spread wider as she looked to the sides to see how both of the twins were plastered from hair to toes with his potent seed and were lapping at their lips eagerly, swallowing noisily on his thick load... and her eyes flashed maliciously as she spotted the gaping, shocked males in the background.

"Well, now... come back to the master, huh...?" Killer suggested gently, almost playfully... but still, it was an order that no one would ever dare to ignore or protest. The three females, anyway, spent a rapid moment before crawl back to him, since they had already laced their bodies together to lick off each other. Alexis was the only one to stand up, reaching him with two easy, elegant paces of her own as the twins crawled on their knees at her sides... and Killer traded a grin with her before pat a hand gently once on his leg, inviting her to sat in his lap. The queen smiled lovingly, murring in appreciation as she accomplished, legs out to his right side as she leaned against his thickly muscled body and stroked a hand on his shaft, earning a soft murr from him as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "You two can continue... lick off each other, show me how you like Master's nectar... and then Master'll take care of you." Killer said in a gentle voice, his hands beginning to slowly rub on Alexis's body, making her arch her back lightly and purr loudly, lovingly, as her eyes slid shut and she murmured his name.

He nuzzled away her seed-soaked hair, poking at her neck with his nose and starting to teasingly kiss and playfully bite there as his hands slowly spread his own seed over her fur like it was an oil. His thick, large hand descended slowly towards her soaked sex, fingers sliding teasingly along her bulging sexlips before two of them teasingly slipped inside her, drawing out from her an ecstatic moan, that continued as his fingers rolled into her, stroking lovingly her inner walls as he murred in a wanting, almost irritate desire. They both knew they could try... they could try and have sex even if she was pregnant. But that would have required a great control. Not her, not him, could allow themselves to lose the control... he was deadly dangerous, with his impossible sizes and power... the only chance was to do it slowly, very slowly, and he was supposed to use just a little fraction of himself... but they both knew it required a control they hadn't. They could control many things: rivals, nations, destinies, armies... but they could not control their passion and desire for each other. They knew well they couldn't resist to the impulse if they started... and so they had simply decided to wait, wait until their sons would have born. But sure it was a torture... something they could bear just thanks to their shared, burning love, strong as it had never been before.

Alexis hadn't difficulties in understand what feelings his growl expressed... she turned slightly, nuzzling quietly at his throat, kissing at his muzzle reassuringly, her tortured purr remembering him that she was the one suffering more for that shared reason... and he nuzzled her back, murring lowly in a sort of apologize before he rested his head on her shoulder and the both of them grinned, watching the twins knelt in front of them groping at their bodies plastered with his sticky cum. From there, Alexis had the vision of the master, and she grinned wide as she caught in the sight of the lake of seed the two females were moving into, and how his cum had covered every little difference, making them absolutely identical to the eye, since both faces literally dripped with his sperm, load pooling in their cleavages and dripping for their hardened nipples, all of their forms coated in his essence as more painted of white the cupboards behind their backs, slowly streaking to the floor. She breathed hotly at the sight, licking her lips slowly, and was about to compliment him, before she released a pleased, amused murr as Kiara slid her hands up and wrapped her arms around the neck of her sister and locked her lips on Irene's ones, shutting her eyes as she evidently pushed her neck and a large amount of his semen into her sister's mouth. Irene moaned loudly, releasing a whimper of surprise... but she doesn't even try to pull back, and Killer and Alexis could easily see from there how her throat bulged as she swallowed eagerly... Then the two separated their muzzles, glancing lustfully in their eyes as they started to lap at each other's cheeks, muzzle and breasts, hands fondling their bodies and spreading his thick seed all over their soaked fur as they softly moaned.

Killer and Alexis stared at that grinning in pleasure and entertainment, licking softly each other's muzzle as his hands now rolled on her form upwards, slowly rising to stroke on her amazing abdominals as she flexed her powerful, hard muscles under his touch, murring loudly as her hand squeezed his colossal, potent shaft and started stroking reverently along the interminable length of his penis. She couldn't help but pant lightly his name as his hands grasped each a strong pac of hers, squeezing teasingly on the hard muscle as he quietly rolled his palms on that abdomen that contained and protected his son... their son.

Then his hands rose further, squeezing her huge, firm and amazing breasts together gently as his still hot cum flooded down on his fingers from where it had pooled in her cleavage, his thick fingers spreading the warm, sticky seed on her large swells, covering all of her body in such precious, sexual balsam of life as she arched her back in delight and tilted her head upwards lovingly, a purr escaping her lips. His hand then slid upwards, gently rubbing along her neck and then all over her muzzle and face, gently putting a thick mask of his sperm on her features, before his hand descended back along her nice muzzle and stopped in front of her mouth, palm gently leaning against her mouth as he spread his fingers open and thick ropes of cum connected them.

She glanced at him with provocative amusement, and the two traded a grin before she stretched out her tongue and lapped at his hand, at his palm completely saturated with his seed, gladly collecting all of his cum as he murred in pleasure, before he pushed gently two fingers into her mouth and she suckled on them gently, until all of his hand had been sucked and licked clean, the female smiling happily as the male nuzzled her lovingly. They don't expected the others to understand... nor they cared for them to, it was their love and they loved it. The rest wasn't important in the slightest.

Finally, Alexis slipped down from him and sat on the bench, throwing a leg on either side of the piece of furniture as he stood up calmly, and leisurely stroking his gigantic, gargantuan shaft. "Foreplay's over. Kiara, you'll be the first... come here, on all fours on the bench. Irene, you'll be under her."

The twins smiled happily, standing up rapidly to approach, Kiara leaning on the bench with her upper body, laying on her firm, flat belly and large breasts as she spread her legs wide open to either side of the bench, lifting her butt in the air teasingly to grant Killer the access he had required... and Irene slipped under her, knelling on the floor and facing the giant, muscular male as she tilted her muzzle upwards immediately to nuzzle gently at her sister's exposed, wet clit, making her moan. Alexis pulled herself forwards a little bit, grinning as she pushed her soaked, hot sex against Kiara's muzzle, her eyes flashing a dominant order as the smaller female looked up at her for a moment in surprise. The girl needed no more instructions that that glance to nuzzle at the queen's sex and let her lips collide to the engorged ones of Alexis's vagina, kissing there lovingly... but then her eyes went wide as she felt Killer's gargantuan cock brush slowly at her own, desiring and boiling passage.

"Please... oh, please Killer. Be gentle with me... you are so... so huge... and I feel so inexperienced in front of you..." She meekly asked, turning to the huge male with glinting, desiring eyes tinged with fear. He smiled gently, nodding ever so slightly... "I'll be gentle as I can." He said with that soft, but yet powerful and dominating voice of his own, grasping her hips as he stopped his slow, teasing movements to press firmly against the lips of her love tunnel. Kiara stared at that slightly reassured, even if still trembling a bit at the sheer, frightening feeling of such a goliath member being pushed between her spread wide legs... but Alexis grasped her head firmly and turned her face towards her sex, giving a simple, grinning order. "Lick."

"So rude, Alexis." He said amusedly, his grin spreading wider for a moment before his hand caressed down trembling Kiara's spine. "I'll do it soft, don't worry." Irene, staying on her knees, couldn't help but stare at the male from her position under her sister, even if she lapped gently at Kiara's sex, hands holding in her spread wide legs as her eyes were filled with the impressive sight of the pendulous, gigantic male's balls and his tremendous shaft spread a threatening shadow on her... and then Killer thrust forwards, gently but with great firmness as he pulled Kiara back from her lips at the same time, well knowing that it was better to force himself inside fast.

Kiara's eyes bulged in agony as her hands clenched violently on Alexis's thighs, staring straight forwards, eyes looking to the queen's formidable, flexing abdominals without really seeing them as she shrieked at her sex being so incredibly stretched and torn open, Alexis giving a pleased murr at the feeling of the fellow female opening wide her muzzle and screaming into the folds of her vagina. The blond femme fatale bucked gently her hips forwards against Kiara's muzzle as she pulled away lightly, and she quietly went down to lay on her back, putting an arm under her head so to keep looking at the glorious sight of Killer burying his immensity into the much smaller female as she eat her in the same time, other hand twirling leisurely in Kiara's hair and caressing her scalp.

Killer grunted a bit as he thrust hard forwards, causing the smaller tigress to release another howl of agony muffled by the sex of Alexis and the queen's moan of delight as she received indirectly the powerful strike, Kiara's muzzle and not only her tongue being slammed forwards in the folds of her vagina. The giant male leaned over Kiara a bit, pulling her closer as he forced his hugeness into her tight sex, moving forwards powerfully to further annihilate her passage with his huge girth, ripping her sex apart and making her shriek once more as more and more inches of his gargantuan member sunk in her depths, his colossal shaft pulverizing her vagina as he pushed his member deeper and deeper.

Kiara spasmed hard on the bench, screaming in agony and making Alexis groan hotly as she felt the convulse moving of her muzzle into her sex, the hot air of her shrieks being whooshed down her excited passage as the powerful thrusts of the male were transmitted to her sex across the penetrated body of the smaller female. Kiara's body trembled terribly under such attack, and her sister Irene knew that she should have been horrified of that, and further terrified by the fact that she was the next in line... but she couldn't help but feel just all the more wanting and desiring, powerfully attracted by the huge, godlike male as he grinned wide in lust and pushed further forwards, enormous muscles flexing powerfully, immense, gargantuan shaft drilling her sister's pussy savagely. Blood was flowing down from her sister's ravaged hole, streaking down her belly and legs as he growled and forced his flesh forwards into her, pushing deeper in her much smaller body. Irene shivered violently as Kiara spasmed again, her shrieks suffocate between the queen's legs but still at piercing volume all the same. Irene was tasting blood with every lap at her sister's torn and shattered sexlips, her tongue worshipping his ginormous spear of hard, black flesh as it stretched her sister wide beyond reason, her hands going up to gently squeeze and fondle his gigantic testicles that swayed hard forwards with each of his thrusts. Irene knew it was terrifying to the eye and could hear the cries of definite agony of her trembling sister, but she just kept lapping at Kiara torn sex, eyes shut tight as rivulets of blood streaked down her face, rolling on her cheeks and dripping from her muzzle, moaning in hot pleasure as her hands squeezed his amazing, colossal testicles with such energy that any other male would have by now been whimpering, while he just gave that low, deep and soul-shaking growl of dominant pleasure that made her feel helpless and wanted in the same time.

Every thrust was sinking tens of inches of hard, gigantic black shaft into the busty, crying female, the huge male's might helped by the lubrication of her desire and the moisture of juices that covered his own goliath cock as he leaned down to overshadow the form of the female and gave a last, powerful thrust, grinning wide as he finally hilted his hugeness into the girl, his heavy testicles swaying forwards to slap hard on Irene's face as she gave a surprised groan, Kiara crying quietly now, tears rolling down her cheeks... but Irene wasn't worried. It may not seem, but she could feel it... her twin was trembling for lust, apart from her agony, and she only felt excited all the more by that special feeling, lapping even harder now on her torn lips, nuzzling her crammed sex with eager passion... and the male gave a low, deep murr of approbation at that show of rising lust as he gave some time to Kiara to adjust to his sizes.

Then, as the sights of Kiara faded slowly away, he rotated slowly his hips, grinding his cock in her depths and against her boiling hot, wet inner walls, enjoying the amazingly tight contact with the insanely stretched and torn sides of her passage as she shrieked again, sobbing hard, but now even her voice starting to take on the tinge of pleasure as well, as Irene had already felt. He spread his legs a bit wider, leaning down further with his colossal, muscular body on her lithe, feminine one, sliding his hands up from her hips to grasp gently her breasts, fingers trapping teasingly between themselves the hardened nipples as he started to give slow, short thrusts forwards, pulling back only a few of his many inches of flesh before hilt into her again, inciting her moans to further change their tone towards full erotic bliss.

Alexis murred deeply, rising her glance to trade a grin with Killer as he slowly, gently started to piston himself into Kiara's body, the girl still keeping her eyes shut, tears leaking down her cheeks as she cried softly still, but now her voice was tinged with lust, and her muzzle was starting to move on its own against the queen's sex, nuzzling quietly at her clit as her tongue lapped at the lips that had impressed that strong, potent flavour of Killer's. The huge male growled lowly in pleasure, moving a bit more of his enormous length now, starting to pick up some speed as one of his hand moved to Alexis's amazing bosom, squeezing gently at one huge, firm breast and rolling it teasingly as the blond femme fatale shut her eyes and gave a hot breath of bliss, bucking softly her hips against Kiara's muzzle.

Alexis stared with breathless passion as Killer pulled backwards a good few inches, his colossal muscles flexing powerfully as he withdrew a bit from the female's tight sex, his breath hot and pleased at the feeling of his thick length being lovingly squeezed by that tight, hot pussy gaping wide... and then Alexis's eyes burned in lust as she grinned, Killer rocketing his hips forwards again and hilting his hugeness into the smaller female, pushing her effortlessly into the queen's sex and moving even the bench they were laying on with the might of his body, causing Kiara's body to spasm and convulse against the blond princess of the north as her eyes flashed with dominatrix pleasure at the sight of what was almost panic in Kiara's now bulging eyes as she was impaled on the male's gigantic black shaft.

Killer let go a quiet, pleased murr as he draw back slightly his hips, a few inches of his cock coming free as blood leaked down his shaft, Irene's tongue immediately darting on his hot flesh to worship him and taste her sisters life and pleasure fluids, then he thrust forwards again, grinning wide and tilting his head slightly backwards as he hilted himself into that small, tight female he had always wanted, causing her to rock forwards and bump her face into Alexis's wanting sex.

The dominatrix queen let out another amused, grinning murr at that, pulling Kiara's head closer to her boiling sex with her hand as she tilted her head slightly upwards to grin to Killer and gave him a request with her beautiful, smart sapphire eyes... and he indeed soon accomplished, drawing back more of his huge cock, inches of soaked wet shaft coming free of the twin's body as blood and other fluids formed a continuous, slow flow out of her, making Kiara moan loud in that sudden, mind-blowing sense of empty after being crammed so full of meat... and then he thrust back hard with a low growl, slamming himself back home as he tore deep down her vagina again, splitting her pussy in two as she spasmed hard, arching her back with a squelch of reddened fluids spurting out of her ravaged sex as she moaned and he growled lustfully, starting to draw back his immensity once more, as he picked up rapidly a quick, powerful but controlled pace, ramming his massive length into her again and again.

Kiara spasmed at that, but couldn't help but release a hot, delighted groan that whooshed down Alexis's sex as she stretched out her tongue and licked slowly, teasingly at the dominating female's vagina, pushing into her folds with her tongue and almost even her muzzle as his mighty thrusts rocked her entire body forwards effortlessly, the bench under her screaming torturingly as it was pushed on the floor by his might. She let out another sound of mixed pleasure and pain, shivering at the amazing feeling of his gigantic member tearing her from behind, making her breasts bounce hard with each powerful piston forwards, his enormous balls slapping her inner thighs and into her stretched sex as he started to ram himself in and out of her at a good pace, staring to snort hotly in pleasure as his huge, mighty muscles flexed.

It was amazing... a torture of painful but indescribable pleasure as he pistoned his huge length into her over and over again and she buried her muzzle in the sex of the murring queen as she dominatingly pushed down her head with a hand and her sister lapped and suckled the precious fluids coming from where his gigantic malehood was ripping into her sex... and Kiara could only slip her eyes shut and gave voice to her infinite bliss as her orgasm started to potently rise, already... and it was just the first of many, surely, for how things were going...