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Life runs over paths that Destiny forces, but follows the roads we choose

Chapter 17: The start of a new road

Killer walked silently into the first, calm night of Kesteven after so many nights of raging war and hell, his paces soft and silent, his heart light and relaxed like they hadn't been in so much time. Not that he undervalued the path of his life that was beginning to appear in front of him, or the responsibility that he had loaded on his shoulders to help Riaku, or the difficulties in being a good guide, if not a good father, even if late... but Alexis was gonna give him their first son, the fruit of their love and passion, after all, and that novelty alone would have always been more than enough to heat him up softly and keep high his mood even in the darkest and coldest of the nights.

The town was mostly reduced to a pile of ruins and to skeletons of buildings once wonderful and the firemen were still fighting in numerous places against isolated arsons as the units of engineers were already beginning to at least clean the roads from the wrecks... not before the Explosive Ordnance Disposers had cleaned them by the numerous devices still dangerous. Considering that the battle was ended just five hours before, it was amazing... but everyone in town, starting from the royal family and from the king himself, wanted to see the phoenix of Kesteven once more taking off from its own ashes.

On all the work there was the attentive supervision of the soldiers that were patrolling along all the roads. Killer hadn't wanted to follow the retreating forces of Mottram to cause other useless massacres... but he had had all the same the prudence to send two full armored divisions on their path, shadowing from far the enemy in his escape, to be sure that it wasn't a trick... and to reinforce immediately the borders against any possible threat. Mottram was defeated... but Kesteven had many enemies, and he couldn't be sure of them, especially with the kingdom so weakened and vulnerable. He also ordered to his troops in the south, which by now had managed a deep penetration towards Mottram itself, to return towards home and ensure the borders of Kendrew against every possible threat.

He turned slowly down the dark street and towards the tall iron gates of the town's graveyard, walking silently towards it as his hand slowly caressed the big bunch of flowers he was holding tight in the other. He had someone who had spent all hers life waiting for him, always, to greet and to apologize with... and that had absolute precedence, even on his own tiredness and his own wounds, that still stung him from under the bandages and the simple, plain black shirt he was wearing instead of his armor.

He pushed the gate slowly open, trying to avoid to make it squeak into that night, so silent and dark apart from where the men were working and shouting in the light of the vehicles... a night serene, but without moon and with just a few stars that glinted shyly. But still, that low light was enough to make him frown a bit in slight surprise as he caught in the amazing number of graves already dug into the calm, shadowed meadow that was gonna become the last place of rest for all the victims of the battle.

And then Killer smiled softly a bit as he caught the bulky, powerful silhouette of a tall male black as the night standing in front of the same gravestone he was approaching. The other male didn't hear him as Wyvern walked forwards so slowly and then stared silently to that sight, noticing the huge bouquet of flowers placed in front of the simple, white rectangular stone.

"I imagined I would have found you here..." Killer said gently as he placed his hand on the shoulder of Riaku, squeezing him softly a bit, smiling slightly as he turned in a hurry.

"Yes... I had someone truly important to greet... and I had to ask for forgiveness." Riaku whispered evenly, his voice pained even if he maintained his control and forced his eyes dry. Darkness probably helped him, giving him a bit of confidence and tranquility, because surely he don't wanted to let his rival see him crying once more... but Killer smiled wider at that, feeling that the road they were taking was finally the right one... and that Riaku was returning himself and was understanding piece for piece all what he had truly done. And he was trying to face that terrible reality and those terrible actions with his usual bravery... not just leaving himself being crushed by that weight, but trying to find solutions to remedy to at least a part of the damage.

"You dug all those graves...? There weren't so many just a few hours ago..." Killer asked softly, staying there at his side, smiling slightly in friendly commotion.

"Yes..." Riaku answered simply, not daring to add any other word as he felt new tears ready to rise to his eyes. But then he forced himself to talk. "I would have sculptured the crosses, too... but I'm incapable to do such a work." He added quietly... then paused again, gathering the strength to continue. "I'd... I'd like to be present at the funerals... to carry the coffins... but I guess I can't, huh...?"

Killer looked softly at his rival, sincerely touched and saddened for his own obvious regret and sadness... and also because he had to deny him that simple, but still full of meanings act of friendship and respect. He squeezed gently on his shoulder, shaking his head slowly. "I'm afraid not, Riaku. They aren't ready to see you so soon walk again in Kesteven, less than never see you so near to their fallen friends, relatives and sons... they wouldn't allow you being there." He said gently and the black tiger, showing a great control, simply nodded.

"It's right, after all. I can't ask them to... bear my presence in such a day, when I'm responsible for the death of who we are gonna put to rest in those holes..." He whispered, talking more to himself than to anyone else... and Killer nodded quietly, looking into the distance and the darkness as he said: "I think you shouldn't have too many troubles in following the funeral from distance, without being see, anyhow... I'll never deny to you the chance to greet our common friends a last time."

Killer moved gently his hand on Riaku's back, gently and slowly caressing his son as the black tiger smiled slightly and weakly at that, pained, but surprised and in some way happy that he could at least do that... and that was the same Killer to suggest it. He watched softly his huge father as Killer bent silently to place his own bunch of flowers over the grave, side by side with the other one. Then the huge, maned warrior knelled down and touched gently the photo of the smiling Diana, caressing hers muzzle as he had often did in the past... but with more love and affection, now, instead of just sexual lust as often had been. Then he traced his fingers on the name carved in the stone and finally kissed his fingers in silence, staring at that stone and trying to give his own excuses with his silent speech and prayer.

After a long bit, Riaku too knelled at his side, closing his eyes and likely trying once more to talk to his mother, to the sweet Diana... and then he finally turned towards Killer. "You know... I thought I had understood everything, when I discovered you were my father. But, instead, I had understood nothing..." He said slowly, painfully. Killer looked at him with sad understanding, and then he hesitantly placed a hand on the shoulder of his son and rival, sliding slowly along his broad, powerful back until his arm laced around the large shoulders of Riaku. "We should talk a bit, me and you, son... mind to sit there?" Killer asked softly, pointing with a hand to a huge, twisted tree nearby. Riaku looked at that, then nodded slowly, and the two huge warriors walked slowly towards it.

They sat down, side to side on a big root, leaning against the trunk and both looking to the grave silently for long minutes, each wondering painfully on his own path of errors and sins, both asking for forgiveness to the woman who had always loved them and that they had both betrayed in their own way. "I'm sure she's happy to have you here, Killer..." Riaku murmured softly after that long silence, and Killer looked at him with a weak, grateful smile, their eyes meeting in the air, sapphire and ruby lights into the darkness. "Now I understand... she never hated you. Never. Now I know... she loved you until the last moment, and even when she closed for ever her eyes holding my hand, in her mind there were the last thoughts of love for you... she hadn't said anything to you about me, isn't so...?"

Killer don't answered immediately, his glance still fixed on the grave, on the two bouquets of flowers placed side to side... his mind running along old memories of him and Diana and of Riaku, the old Riaku and their time together in the army, together on the battlefield, together everywhere. "No, she never said you were my son... and in my wide stupidity, I don't even thought over it. Or maybe I just... refused the responsibility connected to such a fact. In any case, you are and will always be right on the fact that the fault is mine. And there's not a way I can apologize with you for my lacks." Killer finally answered, turning to look softly over the bulky dark male at his side.

"She never wanted to cause you any trouble with the fact she was a forbidden female and only the king could touch her... and yes. The fault may be yours, but I should recognize that our civilization sees regularly cubs grow up without a father or, in any case, with a father extremely absent from their life." Riaku murmured, his voice low and weak, lost in the same violent, tormented sea of memories and regrets that the same Killer was experiencing. "... I've had what everyone else got, at the end. Just... not from my father, but from my grandfather. The fact is that... I'm just a too grown child." Riaku spat the last sentence with utter bitterness and self hate, but Killer squeezed him firmly around his shoulders and shook his head a bit, with a nod and a slight smile of understanding and encouragement. "I always envied you. I can't say I don't do it even right now... and I always had seen you as a god on Earth. For all the time... and find that I was your son, me, of all people... and see into me nothing of you, was a terrible blow."

"No need to envy me... I'm lucky, I'll never deny this. I'm strong, yes. It would be useless rhetoric deny. But watch me on the other side. I started living on the battlefield that I was almost still a cub, two years before my maturity. I killed my first target, to, at the three years of age, when we are cubs until the fifth at the very least... and from that moment, I never leaved the war. I grew to love it, to wrap myself into the darkness of war. I see friends die or suffer every day, from that fateful day... I know sex early, but I never understood that concept that people always abuse, love. Diana tried to teach it to me... and too many times I said "I love you" without understand or admitting that I was lying. And I abandoned you and her like a coward, and I know I'll never forgive myself for this... Also because now that Alexis taught me what love truly is, I realize how much I made Diana suffer. " Killer explained flatly, and then he paused, flailing his huge arms a bit. "And I have issues. I could say that I've issues with myself, that I have troubles with anything involving math and statistics, but this would be idiotic, because everyone has his limits... The true fact is that I've issues with my inner darkness. I admittedly love the war. I love fighting. I love killing and hurting... and I feel myself realized when I establish my superiority on other people with strength and violence. I love rape for my personal pleasure, too... And this hurts me. Because I know it's wrong, that stains my honor and my soul... But still I can't fully control myself, and if the rage rises, I know I can end up doing horrible things, that later I'll regret. And I'm still not strong enough to defeat my inner darkness." Killer paused, rubbing tiredly a hand into his mane, his glance empty and lost into the nothingness of the nocturnal darkness, like if watching into his own. "Nothing worth to be envied."

"But you know your inner darkness... I just come to realize today the obscenities I made. Look around you... this was my homeland, my home. And I destroyed it. And those holes into the ground will soon house my friends and comrades that me myself betrayed and killed. How could I ever manage to repair...?" The voice of Riaku died with a tremble as the huge male closed his eyes shut and grasped his temples with his hands, his breath broken and irregular as he suffocated his sobs. Killer looked after this sadly... but on the other side, he couldn't deny that his son and rival and deserved that pain with the disasters he had caused in the last month. He remained silent for a moment, but squeezed softly against his side the other male, trying to make him understand that he wasn't alone. Not anymore.

"You see, now I know... but it was when I met Athena and Joy that I changed. This will not say anything to you, because you don't know them, but they are the ones who... "encouraged" me to become king of Kendrew, years ago. And that put an end to seven years of dark living... because from when I razed to ground Newbury, my fury was never really pacified and my inner darkness ruled me. Seven years it took to me to see what I had become... and it would have asked for more, or maybe I would even never realize it, without walk into a tavern in Freedall and meet my two angels." Killer told simply, his voice calm and controlled... but Riaku could see the pain, the deep regret and the endless sense of lost behind the curtain of icy blue of his sincere eyes. And he had admittedly talked without think on his words... he indeed knew of the so called "Seven years of the Fury". He doubted that there were so many persons who hadn't ever heard of them... seven years, from the day when Newbury was erased from the map, during which an unstoppable, demoniac fury would erase a village, or a town, leaving behind himself a track of blood, death, rapes and destruction, before vanish from circulation for a bit and reappear later on, somewhere else. It was notorious that the Fury was the heir of the Huxley dynasty, despite all the denies of the royal family. And Riaku knew well that the international police was still officially searching and chasing after Killer for his terrible crimes... but he knew also that all a series of reason stopped the polices and the armies of everywhere from trying to catch him anymore. First of all, the many attempts made in the past had been disasters that had left burning scars still far away from healing in the organic and in the pride of the polices of half the world... Killer was an army packed into a single warrior, after all, and a very powerful army at that, too, and the teams of special agents sent against him had never made return, no matter how numerous and how armed they were. Besides, now he was a king, and now that even his old homeland had been added to his domain, he was the most powerful of the kings of the northlands... and money and power were things that had always prevented the international police from doing anything, more of the risks caused by the strength and skill of the target. After all, the big asses that were the bosses of the international police hadn't so much regret and worries in sending to die tens of their men, but on the other side, they were literally terrorized of what a rich and powerful enemy could make them... their fear for the loss of their rank and chair was unmatched by anything else. And they would have never raised a finger anymore against such a powerful rival, that both for strength or influence could overturn their chairs like leafs by a hurricane. But their punition wasn't needed... Killer had never forgotten his past sins and victims and he had never forgiven himself. His inner sufferance was terrible and even when he smiled or looked cold, inside him the memory was still burning. And even Riaku, even in his own huge regret and painful, heart-tearing sufferance, couldn't help but smile slightly to the liger and to his own pain in sympathy and understanding, reaching up to wrap his own arm around the shoulders of his rival and father.

Killer turned towards the black male, blinking in slight surprise, before smile in understanding and nod slightly. "We are both messed up... But we can still search our redemption, and we can do it together, at the last." Killer said quietly, looking over his son with his eyes shining in the darkness, his expression gentle, but always imprinted to his coldness and pride, like if the show of any feeling was a sign of weakness that he couldn't allow himself. "I know it's late to be a good father... but I'd at least like to be for you a good friend and honorable rival." He added gently, smiling slightly and encouragingly to the other bulky male.

"You have always been an honorable rival... I'm the one that has stained our rivalry with my trick." Riaku observed, his voice playful but not enough to quite hide his self loathing and regret for his actions as he turned towards Killer and smiled hesitatingly. "But yes... I guess we can be two good friends rival, at least. It will not be easy... but I'll try to be a friend for you."

Killer nodded a bit, closing his eyes with a low sigh. "I've never said it would have been easy... but we can... help and control each other on this painful path we both have to walk, at least. And I can try to remedy a bit to my lack as father." He said calmly, before rest back a bit and frowning slightly, turning once more towards Riaku. "There are some questions I need to pose, anyhow... because I'd like to understand what your plan truly was."

Riaku sighed, and then made a face. He had expected that question, of course... but he had hoped until the last to avoid it. He snorted irritably, folding his arms as he leaned backwards a bit against the tree, but then his eyes met the grave, the flowers... and suddenly he knew he had to try. He had to convince himself to trust Killer, to let him help him. "I've already said. I want to build up a world in peace." He said simply, his voice decided, as if underlining an obvious thing.

"With war...?" Killer asked quietly, without the slightest of frown or twitches, or a single show of any feeling. Riaku snorted, almost snarling, but Killer looked unfazed, and instead simply raised a hand. "Excuse me. I evidently seemed one of those arrogant, I-know-everything guys or some sort of extremist, deceived pacifist..." He said calmly, with the slightest of nods, and Riaku gaped slightly, frowning in surprise as he turned towards Wyvern. The muscular white tiger smiled amusedly a bit at that, and then gestured a bit with a hand. "Never mind. I tend to sound that way sometimes..."

"I guess you do." Riaku observed flatly, but with respect and curiosity. "But with war, yes... thousands of years of history are here to remind and prove to us that a stable peace is impossible to reach if people don't changes mind and learn to talk together, to live together, to find together solutions to build, and not to destroy. We tried... How many thrones have we overturned, me and you...? How many tyrants and terrorists killed, captured, deposed, when we were both Predators...? But people never changes, Wyvern. People continues to fall into the same errors, to follow the same kind of monsters... and who suffers more are innocents and soldiers, men that desperately wish a normal, calm life. A family. Peace... but instead, they are only trained and used to war. No matter how many of us are killed in our service for people. No matter how many "evil" leaders and organizations we crush. People never changes." Killer explained with passion, his fists closing themselves painfully over his knees as he looked in the eyes of the huge male liger at his side with full conviction and no fear. "I come to realize that there are only two possibilities to reach a stable peace, and unfortunately, two both walk along paths stained with blood. The first possibility I saw was cause a global war, but different from every conflict history ever saw before. Something hugely worse... a war so terrible, demanding and deadly to be remembered forever with such terror that no one will ever again even think to another conflict. But it's a terrible path, which would bring most of this planet to ruins and most people into a grave. I refused this idea firmly... the idea of have to fight for peace was bad enough, without reach such levels of destruction. The second chance was establish a leadership unmatched, establish superiority over all the world, over everyone, over every nation... once gained the total power, I could reign with justice and in the same time keep the world under control, stopping every trouble before it can become a big, truly nasty one." Riaku paused, his eyes fixed on Killer with an illegible expression, likely of waiting and curiosity.

"You know, this is what I thought so many times myself... it seems perfect, isn't so...? But I come to realize that there are serious problems even in this possibility." Killer sighed slightly, lowering his head a bit and closing his eyes for a moment. "No one can hope to try and establish global superiority by violence and war. Not because it's impossible to do, no... but because one of the little good points of people is the hunger of freedom. We all long freedom... and even the worst of cowards once in his life, a day, will fight for it. No one of us is born to lightheartedly accept abuse of powers... and even if you are stronger than everyone, the strongest of strong that can crush any rival under his foot, more and more will rise and rebel against you to regain their freedom. They'll fight. Sabotage. Conspire. You'd always win, sure... but you'd never obtain peace, but an endless series of wars and rebellions." Killer paused, looking to Riaku, who hesitated, looking thoughtful... but then the black male simply nodded slightly, inviting with his eyes the liger to continue.

"The only way would be being recognized as leader, by all the peoples in the world... but people never change... and I'm firmly convinced that they aren't ready to give such an authority to anyone. Envy and hate if not anything else would make such an action impossible. Second problem, when the leader dies, who would take his place...? The son...? And if there aren't sons? If the son is still a kid or is simply an inept incapable to take on such a task...? Succession has always been a weak point of monarchy and absolutism, Riaku..." Killer explained calmly, folding his huge, muscular arms as he leaned comfortably back against the tree.

"I worried about succession myself..." Riaku answer quietly, but then he turned towards Killer and gestured with a hand towards him. "But this obstacle too fell when I first discovered we are immortal. Me and you, Killer... we are eternal. We can give eternity to the world!" The black male exclaimed, staring to the larger liger with sorta of a dreaming expression, in the same time waiting for a sign of agreement of the other warrior.

"Our vital cycle is unlimited, yes..." Killer observed quietly, almost tiredly, rubbing a hand at his forehead for a fleeting moment. "And this scares me, sincerely... I'll be more peaceful when we'll have fit these modified genes into Alexis, too. Without her, I'd just kill myself and reach her, instead to live a pointless life seeing all the people I love die before of me. One of the pleasures of life is see your sons live their life after you, you know...? Not live to see them die before of you." Killer paused, passing a hand in his long, rebel mane to move away some bangs from his eyes as Riaku looked surprised and - could that be? - almost scared of this new point of view. But the huge liger started again to talk without wait, this time. "Besides, we can still be killed, don't forget it... but admittedly, yes, we are hard targets. Let's suppose you can rule to eternity... you have always to face that scenario I drawn for you. And besides, to gain global power, you'll need a war nonetheless... and likely, a global or almost-global one, too." Killer underlined calmly, looking quietly to Riaku to see his reaction. But the black male didn't show any particular emotion.

"It's a war, sure... but it's a war to erase all the other conflicts!" Riaku exclaimed in firm conviction, slamming a hand on his leg. "Besides, to reduce the number of victims and ensure the result, we plan to use the Unmanned Combat Walkers on large scale to replace soldiers and normal army. They'll grant us the victory, and many lives will be saved. The two robots that are fallen in your hands were just prototypes, but soon we could build up an army of the series model." Riaku looked sulky and irritated at remembering the two lost prototypes, but Killer smiled amusedly at that.

"If it makes you feel better..." Killer said calmly, looking slightly amused. "The self-destruction charges erased most of the technology we would have been pleased to steal. They are mostly wrecks, really..."

Riaku blinked at that, and then frowned as he looked over at his father and rival in surprise and disbelief. He was quietly smiling... and he was undoubtedly sincere. How the hell he can be so calm...? He don't discovered the secrets of the war UCWs... tomorrow he could find on its way another metallic giant like that... and he just seems... amused of the idea. Then Killer frowned a bit himself, looking thoughtfully to him for a moment... and the huge white liger coughed slightly in a fist. "What?" He asked quietly and curiously, and Riaku shook his head a bit, realizing that he was probably looking shocked or something. "Nothing, nothing..." He said immediately. "Thank you for the news. I... I was worried."

"Glad to be of help... but you know, Riaku... I'm scared that the idea of the UCWs is good, but just until a certain point." Killer observed quietly, looking idly up to the very few stars that were finally, shyly showing themselves in the gloomy sky. Riaku looked at him in surprise for a moment, then snorted and made a face. "If it's just because you and Alexis managed to take those down, no worries. They are more than strong enough to win a war against anyone... and the series model will be stronger, and used in massive formations, too. You, or anyone else, will never stop them again."

"It wasn't what worried me. I saw the scary firepower and effectiveness of the Ninja..." Killer answered calmly. "Riaku, I've been the first in all the Northlands to introduce robots and unmanned systems for particular tasks and environments where people risks far too much for far too little. I know the value and effectiveness that such systems can have in warfare. But you see, I never dared to think to replace soldiers with robots..."

"But why not...? How many lives it'll save...? You never thought on it?" Riaku exclaimed with passion and decision, looking to Killer as the white liger simply stared quietly at him. The black male was confused, and his eyes looked at Killer to find any sort of sign of what he was thinking... a sign that could tell that he was talking just to push him to drop an idea that would have put him in a position of advantage... but the liger was calm and unfazed, free of any malice, and this made the black male retreat a bit in fear, his ruby eyes suddenly uncertain. What he is thinking...?

"Oh, I thought on it, many times. Wouldn't it be fantastic...?" Killer paused, smiling slightly. "A war without victims... But I come to realize that it's just an illusion. War is an expression of living beings, of thoughts and actions... we are who start and fight wars, and robots will never replace us in this place. Not fully. An unmanned war would just lead to useless, senseless massacres."

"And why...?" Riaku asked hesitatingly when Killer paused, looking thoughtfully to the grave in front of them. "Why...?" Killer repeated absently, turning towards his son with a bit of surprise in his sapphire eyes. He paused for a moment, waiting to see if Riaku would have talked... but he simply looked up at him in curiosity. "For several reasons, Riaku. Both in the short and in the long time." Killer paused for a moment. Possible that they blinded you so much, son...? So much that you can't see the dark corners or the path they brought you on...? "First of all, most evident and in some way even less significant, the massive use of the UCWs will surely reduce the number of your loses. Your army will never again lose lives, maybe... but what about the ones you'll need to face to get the global domain? If your care sincerely of lives, you should think also to them... they will be slaughtered, Riaku. I've seen what those robots can do, and I must admit that their firepower is impressive, and your rivals will not have chances to face them, especially if used in large numbers..."

Riaku don't answered, looking thoughtfully in the dark distance. Of course, it's true... I thought on that many times myself. But what I can do...? My hope is that, after the first fights, the fame of the UCWs will be so terrible that people will cease to fight and surrender... "They are the enemy, Killer... and as much as I'm sorry for it, I have to make a choice. I think it's a price worth to be paid, if it can bring to peace." Riaku observed at the end with calm voice... but he was in reality doubtful, now... and admittedly curious to hear the rest.

"Of course. I'm the one, after all, who taught you not to be merciful for the enemy, at least until he has surrendered and it's really disarmed and inoffensive. I understand and see well, besides, that it would be a cost acceptable. A war to put an end to the wars... but I'm afraid it's still an illusion. And here we come to the long-term worries I have about the whole matter." Killer answered, leaning back against the tree a bit more, trying to find a more comfortable position... but well knowing that he was uncomfortable not for the big root he was seated on, but for the deep implications of their speech. "My first worry, is that the UCWs will only increase to terrible levels the hate of world's peoples against you and your attempts, and push peace always farer. Tigers will say that there's no honor in being substituted with robots in the fights... many soldiers could even rebel against you at the idea of lose their place of warriors in favor of various hardware like that. All the people in general will look at the slaughtering made by your armies and feel for you hate, envy and fear... which will rapidly lead to all sorts of escalations of violence and terrible runs to military technology and weapons production. They'll use nuclear and missiles first as deterrent and soon to try and erase you and your forces from Earth... and even if this doesn't happens, as always, the technologic gap will be rapidly filled up. Everything that appears on the battlefields, soon or later is captured, studied, improved and reproduced and fielded to face its original creator. It happened with tanks... planes, subs, missiles... it happens everywhere, every time. In no time, everyone would field Unmanned Combat Walkers or new weapons even more lethal... or maybe not everyone. Many kingdoms of tigers could make a grimace in front of such a revolutionary warfare... and be eradicated first, together with all the others hesitating peoples. The others would just fight and fight... and fight." Killer sighed, pausing for a moment, and then trading a glance with Riaku, who was looking at him with attention, showing none of its feelings, despite all.

"Because you see, Riaku... with everyone fielding UCWs and robots and drones, war would never again call for the life of a soldier... but war would become continuous. What stops, prevents, and put doubts in the mind of everyone, of any nation on the point to enter in war, it's the cost. The huge cost in lives over the material cost, because the latter can be justified rather easily and besides, wars open new markets and not just weapons factory but industries of any kind would gladly support a plan of war and put up all sorts of casus belli for it and back up who wants the fight with money, words, publicity and all that nonsense. Because war means money for them. Produce and sell weapons, technologies, stuff, goods... and since war is destruction, there's a huge market for the reconstruction that follows, as well. Earn with destruction, earn with construction. And without the perspective of young boys and girls returning home in a crate, nations will become unstoppable. Industries will become unstoppable. For everything, even for the smallest dispute for a rock too near to the border between two nations, the contenders would send there their UCWs and start a conflict. Again and again. And even if soldiers wouldn't die... what about the people living in the warzone? They would lose everything, lives included, while gigantic robots kick each other in their towns and gardens, unless we find a way to get a nearby planet and use it as ring for the battles of the UCWs. And I know this is not the world you dream... nor is a world you could control in any way, if not fighting an endless war, running in any point of crisis to put a stop to it before the situation worsens too much."

Gods... he's right... he's utterly right, I'm afraid... "But why, just why, people has to be so complicated and bellicose...?" Riaku exclaimed in exasperation, kicking away a rock with his foot as he slammed a hand into the tree strong enough to make it shake like in a quake as Killer paused, unfazed, knowing that Riaku had understood his speech and, inside him, he had seen it was a problem that couldn't be resolved so easily.

"I don't have the answer, Riaku..." Killer said quietly. "But I have my own ideas over that. War, in my vision, is something deeply rooted into the spirit of any living being, an expression of our instincts not only of surviving, but of our instinctive search for power and domination. Obviously, in certain individuals, this is more evident and in others much less... but even the greatest of the pacifists and the worst of cowards, once or twice in their life feel the need, the push to fight for something, right or wrong that it is. Obviously, they are scared of the idea of fight, be beaten, hurt and maybe killed, so they just swallow that down... but put that same coward well secure in a bunker hidden somewhere and put at his disposal an army of UCWs or other unmanned weapons. He'll become the worst of tyrants." Killer paused, smiling embarrassedly and shaking his head a bit. "Now, don't think I'm talking of myself at all and trying to incense myself or something... but weapons should be handled only by strong people. Strong in spirit, most of all. Because the valorous is ready to fight in first person and risk his own life, and has the care, prudence and vision of the world clear enough to normally contain himself and his violence, and even if he would be the first to fight a war, he's furthermore someone who tries to avoid that the conflict starts. The coward, instead, doesn't starts a war until he knows he has to fight it, because he fears for himself and doesn't wants to risk his calm, good life. But if he can use someone else at his place, then war becomes attractive. In history, we have plenty of "leaders" who guided their soldiers to fight and death in horrible trenches and sufferance while they lived secure in their bunker-estate. They were limited, anyhow, by the fact that don't exist a population that will continue to obey for too long to someone who brings to destruction its lands and pushes its sons to death, and soon or later, people rebelled against those tyrants or stopped its support or deserted. But robots... robots don't desert. And as long as a coward will pay industries to produce robots, wars will continue without a break."

Riaku made a face, and then looked embarrassed as he sorta backed up in shame, making himself smaller at the side of the giant white male. He had knew the Killer warrior, the leader that could bring his army to victory in any situation, the one that could crush an army by himself, the one that had been the heaviest weapon of Kesteven and that could smash a division of battle tanks with his bare hands if it was needed... but he had missed the wise man that Killer had become in the years. He had missed how much Killer had thought and reflected on the peace and on a way to achieve it... I never saw before this side of... of my father. He dreamed and longed peace even more than how I do... but he still doesn't find the answer... could I ever be really the one to find it myself...? "It's a concept that I can't argue against... we all saw those cowards in our lives." Riaku said coldly. Not angry against Killer, no... but two both had seen, faced and killed too many persons like that, in their lives... when they worked together, especially, against the NWOA. Many of the officers and leaders of it were always far and safe from the battle... and people more valorous, blinded by their lies and promises, died and killed on the battlefields. "But then, Wyvern... you are saying me that we are condemned to live forever in a world that has in the war its major expression...?" The black tiger asked at the end, his voice full of distaste at the last thought he had reluctantly expressed.

Killer doesn't answered immediately. He breathed deeply, and then passed a hand in his mane with a slow gesture, looking to the sky for a moment. "The truth...? I don't know. I really don't know. I have to hope to see, a day, at the very least the lonely Northlands pacified. I dream to see Kesteven finally leave in peace and be surrounded by friends and not enemies... But I'll say you a thing. War is not only brutal, fierce and horrible. War is a manifestation of all what there's of bad in people, but also of what there's of good." The giant male liger paused, smiling to Riaku, before nod slightly and continue. "War shows the best courage, value and altruism of people. If the enemies fight both with honor and respect each for the other, even during the fight there's space of mercy and, sometimes, even simple but deep acts of friendship. It was a young lance corporal to teach this to me... to show me that all the soldiers fight for a flag, but that in war one dies always for his friends. Do you remember...?"

"How could I forget...?" Riaku answered with a surprised, pleased smile. It was a different me... a better me. Perhaps a person that I lost forever... will I ever manage to return what I was...? It had been a common memory of the two warriors... during the very first battle of Riaku as Predator, the young black male had immediately shown his deep altruism, risking his own life to safe the ones of his comrades, often running out from the trench he had been assigned to, recovering wounded soldiers in the no-men land despite the terrible enemy fire until he was wounded himself too badly to continue. Later on, Riaku had joined a specialization course to learn as much as he could on medicine and become a Field Doctor, so that he was able to help better and deeper. But he still remembers that...? I really never understood him... he truly admired me. He's sincere... "I'd never imagined you could still remember such facts..." Riaku said in a surprised tone, smiling slightly.

"I could never forget such a noble and valorous act... and it confirmed me what a noble person you truly are. But again, back to the point, I'm not saying that we'll never see peace, but that I've a deep, well rooted distrust in people. Hate, even, often. People disappointed me too many times..." The giant liger paused, then a smile crested his muzzle as he turned towards his son. "But I also know wonderful persons that just make me hope all the more. Ken... William, even if now he's not with us any more... Alexis... my family... and you. Riaku, you are better than me... even when you committed the mistake to bring such havoc in your homeland, your aim was noble. You are a good person like I met very few in all my life... you love life, utterly. You love your homeland and the whole world... you are good inside, and you are determined. I always admired your determination. If you have a target, you never cease to run behind it until you reach it... and I have the greatest confidence and admiration in you. And I should have said this many more times to you, especially in the past, instead of just smile and look at how amazing you are from the background." Killer paused, smiling wider as Riaku looked surprised, smiling weakly as he slowly, fully caught in Wyvern's words... "And I'm proud you are my son." The white tiger concluded softly, squeezing gently Riaku's shoulder.

"I'm lucky in having such a father like you, Wyvern." Riaku said back, and the giant liger was left struck by that... but immensely happy, that was sure. "But I don't think I'm that good, Killer... too much I've done. Too much..."

"No." Killer said firmly. "I know you are good... and I know you are able to find the difficult way that will lead to peace, somehow. And I know I can trust you... And don't take on your shoulders all the fault of this disaster. I know that's not, at least not entirely, yours idea. Someone pushed you to this... convinced you that this was the right way to reach your aim. But Riaku, I don't trust them. They made you commit the terrible mistakes that we are both regretting... who they are, son? What is the RA?"

Riaku had waited for questions like that... feared them, especially. He looked up to his father, to his calm but decided features up to his sapphire eyes shining in the night with that astute light... could he trust him so much, already...? They made me commit errors, yes... I shouldn't have listened to their suggestions. But I can control the organization... I'll be more careful in accepting their proposals, and I'll guide the RA on a better, safer path. I still need it, to try and build a new world... "Sorry, Wyvern... I'm not still sure I can trust you so much. But I ensure you I'll make things change and I'll control everything better. We'll never again commit an error."

"Riaku..." Killer started quietly, but the other male this time steamrolled him. "No, Killer. Really. This is still the better shot I have to try and reach the dream of peace... Don't worry, I'll handle this." Riaku exclaimed with confidence.

"Riaku, they made you believe that you are the head of the group, isn't so...? Watch your back from them, son. They are using you... they used you to attack Kesteven. They used you to face me in battle. They are just exploiting you." Killer said with equal or even greater confidence, sure of the truth of his words, trying to maintain the calm.

Can he be right...? Riaku shook his head, looking in his sapphire eyes with conviction. "I'll control them... this time I supported their suggestions, but I'll never again commit such an error. They said Kesteven was the greatest immediate threat to the peace and to our project... and that you had to be eliminated, because you are the worst threat to our plan..."

"They were right on that, at least. If your plan doesn't change for the better, I can't let you put it up. I'll fight against you until you'll not find the right path." Killer observed calmly. "Myself, I'm gonna try to build up peace for Kesteven and Kendrew, at least... and I'll do it by increasing military power of my kingdom... and increasing my own strength. Si vis pacem, para bellum, remember...? The old fashioned way to obtain peace and tranquility... and the only one that had a certain success so far. I'll try to become strong enough to scare everyone around, so that they'll never run the risk to face my forces or me myself in a true battle. I just hope I'll bring to my people the tranquility and security they deserve."

"But why instead you don't join us...? Listen, the project is that I'll lead the operation and the world after we'll have unified and pacified it... but I don't want that power. I'll let you be the one in charge, I swear... I think your wisdom, as much as your strength, will greatly improve and speed up the project." Riaku called with enthusiasm and conviction... but Killer slowly shook his head, closing his eyes for a moment.

"No one of us would be in charge, Riaku. They'd just make us believe that we are the leaders, but we'd just be the muscle and the face to present to the enemies and to the world. Riaku, please, open your eyes and realize this... they are using you!" Killer answered calmly, but with decision as he looked in his son's eyes. The black male gaped a bit at that, looking up at him in skepticism.

"I control the RA, Killer..." Riaku said back with firmness. Are you sure...? Raja used you, admittedly... and his respect doesn't looks so real and spontaneous... after all, they do what they want... you did what they wanted, so far. The Spirit. The UCWs. The attack on Kesteven... "I'll control and lead them." Riaku insisted, maybe trying more to convince himself that the muscular white liger at his side.

Killer stared at Riaku with regret for a few moments, but the other male just sustained his glance with his own decided one, and the liger was forced to sigh and desist. "You can't still trust me so much... it's right, in some ways. I hope you'll really control them, then... myself, I'll always fight against you until I'll see you take the right path, know this."

"I know. But we are rivals, after all... and this'll never change. But I hope we'll always respect and honor each other, from now on." Riaku answered calmly, smiling friendly up to his father. Killer tilted his head a bit on the side at that, smiling back gladly as he stretched out a hand. "Friends and rivals...?" He asked.

"Friends and rivals." Riaku confirmed with a nod as he squeezed his larger hand gently. The two warriors slowly stood up, walking towards the grave with expression much more serene... Diana would have been happy to see them return to treat each other so well... and they stood there, silently, for some moments.

"Flash!" Come suddenly a loud voice from the gates of the cemetery, and Riaku turned in a hurry, with a grimace of irritation. "Oh, shit!" He grumbled, and Killer smiled a bit, rapidly turning towards the patrol of soldiers in the distance that was entering the graveyard as the black male hid himself behind his even larger, muscular and colossal body, vanishing in the darkness.

"Thunder." Killer exclaimed calmly, and the five soldiers immediately stopped on their path, and Riaku grinned a bit as he almost heard their gasps of surprise and fear from there.

"Your highness...? It's everything ok...?" The Team Leader, the soldier in the more advanced position asked immediately, bowing a bit. Killer nodded with a smile at that. "Everything ok. Here it's all calm... I can confirm."

"Of course, majesty. Sorry for bothering your highness." The soldiers answered rapidly, starting to retreat and walking calmly towards the gates, exiting fast on the road to continue their patrolling. The giant liger looked after them for a bit, and then turned towards Riaku with an amused smile on his features. "So. I chosen the easiest and most common of our old codes of Predators so that you could walk around without too much troubles... and you react this way...?" He asked amusedly, chuckling a bit as his eyes glinted with slight entertainment.

"They took me by surprise, that's all. I don't thought immediately to the old times." The black male answered playfully, smiling in equal amusement. Then he sighed as he turned towards the grave to blew a last kiss to the image of his loved mother, and walked a few steps away towards the wall of the cemetery on the other side. "My time here is gone... it's better if I leave, now. I'll try not to awaken any mess, Wyvern."

"Very well so, Riaku." Killer paused, letting his voice die as both of the males stood there silently, no one of the two finding the bravery to speak, without find the words to say... at the end, Riaku advanced again, but the white male called him again.

"Riaku... I know it's late... but sorry for my lacks as father. Believe, I would have been honored to be your father from the very start... I can't be a father now that you are a legend complete and self-made... but let me be at least this for you. Let me be a good friend, and let's try to find our road to redemption together."

Riaku don't turned back... but stopped his steps and rose his eyes to the sky with a touched smile on his muzzle, murmuring a silent thank... "I'm honored and lucky in having you as father, despite everything that happened... but yes. We'll try to walk side to side on that way, at least." He said at the end, calmly, containing his deep emotion... and then he was gone, jumping easily over the tall wall of the graveyard and down in the dark streets, running away without a sound.

And Killer smiled slightly. Some other steps forwards had been made. Together.

Killer sensed that something was wrong as soon as he opened the door of his room and silently stepped inside, into the darkness... but surprisingly, even his fast, skilled reflexes made sharp by years of experiences on the battlefields, were defeated and he had no time to react effectively. A feline, slender and toned silhouette emerged from the darkness at his side, two blue eyes suddenly opening to shine with astute and almost playful light in the darkness as two strong arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer to a warm, seductive body. His frown vanished from his face as a smile crested his muzzle as two perfect, well-known hips danced in front of him, perfect and firm abdominals scratching his own powerful ones even across the fabric of his shirt, two hard nipples scratching his large, muscular chest seductively and two full, sexy lips reaching up to wrap around his own as a skilled tongue invaded his mouth and kissed him hotly. He answered to the kiss immediately, wrestling backwards that daring tongue as Alexis bit playfully into his lower lip, pushing her expert tongue towards his throat as he valiantly fought her, reaching up with his huge-with-muscles arms to wrap around her waist and pull her closer still as she continued to move her crotch teasingly on his own.

They wrestled lovingly but with decision with their tongues, invading each other's mouth with passing as their breath grown hotter and harder and their maws worked together and in rivalry, trying to wrap and bite playfully on the other's ones as Killer hands slowly rolled up her sides to gently stroke the underside of her plump, firm breasts and her own fingers ran over his back, squeezing and tasting his amazing, steel-harder muscles affectively as her crotch rubbed harder all over the obscene bulge in his pants.

"Welcome back, lover..." She said with hoarse, seductive voice as her kiss finally broke and she stood up on her toe-tips and pushed his head gently down into her cleavage. He gladly let her do, don't resisting in the slightest, instead kissing with the deepest affection on her huge, amazingly firm swells and inhaling hungrily her sweet, welcoming perfume as he smelled his own manly flavor with desire. "You liked my little joke...?" Alexis asked playfully, giving a fast lick to his cheek as she hugged him tight.

"I loved the kiss... the joke itself a bit less." He said back amusedly, taking in his hands her strong shoulders as he leaned slightly down to kiss her forehead affectively.

"That's because you don't have humor." She observed playfully as she reached out with a hand to flick on the light switch on the wall behind them as they sidestepped a bit, still tightly hugged together and Killer pushed closed the door with an easy gesture of his foot. He snorted playfully at that, rolling amusedly his eyes upwards. "A war ended just a few hours ago and now, entering in my room, it looks like someone it's here to kill me. You know, it's..."

But he doesn't ended the phrase, gaping a bit at the sight of Alexis, now in the light of the room. She was gorgeous, even more pleasant for his eyes after weeks during which he had seen her mostly wrapped in her uniform. Of course, she was something to die for even when wrapped into her tight black uniform... but now. Oh, gods. "... Beautiful."

She was wearing a form-fitting black wasp-waisted corset that she had surely asked to one of the more prosperous females of the castle. Still, it could barely contain her firm, huge breasts, making them swell all the more, teasing and irresistible... her necklace was at its usual place, and the golden bullet, copy of his own, was pushed up and down quietly by hers breath as she looked amusedly and seductively up at him, posing for him with her hands at her hips and her legs slightly spread. Her nipples protruded from under the soft silk as signs of her pleasure in having him back... and the embroidered black silk was mostly transparent on her perfect abdominals, on her belly still flat and muscular even if her pregnancy was advancing, leaving him perfect and complete view of her powerful and yet so feminine and attractive muscles and on the shinning diamond in her navel. Her black bikini as well was richly embroidered with flames and branches rich of leafs... but they covered very little of her well formed sides and perfect, toned buttocks... and the suspenders easily kept up two black stockings tightly molded on the perfection divine of her long, curving legs as her tail danced calmly and teasingly behind her. Her way to look at him... that glance... keeping her head slightly lowered as if in submission, tilted to the side, so that even more bangs of her golden hairs shadowed her blue eyes... and those sapphire themselves, so smart and playful as they gazed seductively up at him from behind that screen of gold, as her beautiful muzzle was crested in that unmistakable grin of hers...

"Thank you, lover... glad you like it." She said with low, teasing voice... Seduction, for her, was everything. And she was a master in the art of seduction. Her movements, glances, voice... everything in her could bend a male to hers will when and how she wanted.

He stepped forwards slowly and hugged her again, his hands running down her back with soft and gentle touch to caress and grasp appreciatively her buttocks as he bent down to kiss and bite playfully on her neck. "You are wonderful... but I thought I said you to rest and sleep." Killer observed amusedly after kissing each of her two beautiful breasts lightly.

"I can't sleep without you at my side... I had to wait for my lover to come back to me." She answered affectively as she pushed herself against his towering, powerful forms and caressed slowly his massive musculature, feeling each of his powerful muscles flex under the soft touch of her hands with unbelievable strength and sheer sizes, rippling like ocean itself. Then she looked up at him with a soft smile, and he reciprocated it gently, bending again slightly down to nuzzle her with the deepest affection. She gladly let him do, nuzzling him herself as he retreated with a pleased smile... and then she gave a look around the room. "You know, love... you surprised me."

Killer blinked, then looked around himself and almost gaped in new surprise. He had shown to Alexis where his old room was, but he didn't enter in it before exit for the graveyard... and now he could see his room of kid maintained exactly how he was used to see it until last time he slept in it. In front of him lay his old, simple bed, with a sheet with the crest of the Parachute Regiment. He could see the side of it... and all over and around it, there was still his old library, a furniture of simple wood whit the form of an overturned U, that held still all of his books and his loved manuals and essays of military gear, of battles and weapons. There were also models of war planes on the shelves... and a single lead-soldier, always of the Parachute Regiment, near to a pair of hourglasses. The only thing common on it was a stereo, on the other side of the bed respect his position. Over the headboard, then, there was a huge, white and black flag of Juventus, the soccer team of Kesteven, the one he had always loved and that when younger he had dreamed to join... The entire wall in front of the door was occupied by a large wardrobe, even if inside he knew well there wasn't that much. He had always liked wear simply... mostly t-shirt and jeans, and even more often he was shirtless. At his right side, there was a sideboard surmounted by a globe, a printer/scanner, a large model of a warship and a field gun of the 1800's. Then, on the other wall, near the arched French window shadowed by fine white curtains, there was his desk, with his loved computer still waiting for him as shelves mounted on the wall were covered with other models of various war planes and fortresses. An old calendar, this too of the Juventus team, was still on the wall, just near a poster that had the same Killer, even if much younger, standing nearby a Tornado fighter ready to take off, worn in the mission suit and with his thumb up. Just below, an old but perfectly kept white and black soccer's team shirt hung, showing proudly the name Huxley in red letters over an 8 red as well.

"We can say you leaved me astonished, even, lover... You, soccer and air force...?" Alexis observed amusedly, looking curiously up to the huge male as he slowly stepped towards the shirt and the poster. He chuckled a bit at that statement, grasping the shirt and turning to face her again. "Oh, yes... I love soccer, you know. And for a certain time I played it, as well... I was sorta promising. Little technique but power and resistance unmatched."

"I believe it." Alexis observed amusedly, stepping closer to him and reaching up to stroke the back of her hand gently on his cheek.

"But I understood soon that I would have never been really worth of my loved Juventus and leaved the competitions when I joined stably the army. I couldn't be a half-back all life long, after all..." Killer continued with a soft smile as memories turned to his mind as he looked over the shirt in his hands with deep affection. "And air force, yes. I love fighters... maybe because they are the extreme expression of the going fast we both love." He continued, turning towards her to nuzzle her gently as she leaned against his side. He put back the shirt at its place and then slowly guided her to the bed. It was large, but still for one only... but that wasn't a problem for them. They were used to stay very close and tightly wrapped... "I had my traditional period of service in all three of the armed forces... and I loved both ships and planes. But fighters, most of all... my old Tornado fighter was a jewel that I'll never forget. It's so good to fly so high and so fast, darling..." He told her as she laid down on her side and placed her chin on her hand, resting her head on her arm as she looked up at him amusedly and with curiosity, in the same time devouring the majestic sight of his muscled, massive and chiseled body as he rapidly got rid of his shirt. He was bandaged up on the numerous wounds of the battle, most of them coming from his duel with Riaku from just a few hours before... but his form was perfect as always, the bandages don't managing in the slightest to obscure his beauty and the impressive imposingness of his powerful musculature... and he was already clearly healing, rapidly as always. It was another of his strange characteristics... maybe effect of the general improvements, enhancements and powers that the "Huxley code" seemed to contain... Even the slightest of movement made his muscles bulge like tires, and it was something that always made her hot... and the bandages, if possible, only made it truer as they stretched and started to tear themselves up with the bulging and rippling of his body. He looked in full strength and perfect form, but she knew that he had truly need to rest, instead... and she had already planned to not sexually harass him in any way for that night at least... she wanted just to make him happy and share every affection he might want until sleep together... But still he was so hot. So fucking hot and sensual.

"... In fact, we can say that for me the army was almost... a makeshift solution. My first choice would have been seriously to join the fighters. But the cockpits of the planes aren't really my place at all. It was... uncomfortable and awkward as hell. The air force needs smaller and slender pilots... Even the navy looked more interesting, at the start... but then I followed my old friend, mentor and almost-brother William in the paratroopers... and I never, never regret it later on." Killer continued, smiling as he finally sat on the bed and kicked away his black jeans, looking down at her with a soft smile.

"We all would have regretted surely not having you as the formidable warrior that the entire world learned to fear..." Alexis observed sincerely, standing up a bit to grasp his muscular, large shoulders and squeeze on them playfully, massaging him as he released a pleased murr and making attention to not touch the deep, nasty wound on his left shoulder in the process. He moved to lay down himself on the bed, but she restrained him softly.

"Lover..." She said with soft, seductive voice. He turned slightly to smile at her from over his shoulder. "Tell me."

"Please, naked. We can't have sex, but at least I'd like to feel you against me entirely..." She purred in his ear as her hands slid slowly and teasingly down his muscular body, stroking affectively his pecs and astonishing abdominals in the process before reach for his black boxers and jerk teasingly on his waistband, slipping her long fingers inside and using her thumbs to rub into the flush fur of his happy highway. Killer released a deeply pleased, hot murr, tilting his head slightly backwards as he brought his hands at his hips, grasping himself his strained, bulging underwear.

"As you wish, darling..." He said playfully as his hands guided rapidly his black boxers down his muscular, powerful legs until he kicked them too away, turning suddenly to face her as her hands grasped his immense, dangling member with affection and veneration. She looked up at him with a grateful, adoring smile, and then looked down to see once more the gigantic, virile fleshy scepter she had dedicated herself to. And as always, she couldn't help herself but release a hot, soft moan and a hot breath as she caught in the imposing sizes and majesty of his malehood. He was flaccid, but already her hands couldn't manage to wrap around it, despite her long fingers... He was much thicker that a large bottle of wine, and a lot longer as well, and his hugeness was wrapped in a thick map of veins big as fingers that pulsated threatening... flaccid, he was twice or thrice the size of most males fully erected and his power and endurance were absolutely unmatched. Erected, he was simply godlike. She couldn't find another word. She bent down to kiss lightly his enormous member, inhaling his powerful, manly smell as it sneaked his way lazily on the bed near her, and she lifted it to lean it over hers perfect body, looking up at him as the giant male smirked down at her.

"You look even bigger, lover..." She observed sweetly as he laid down at her side and let her keep his own dangling member sandwiched tight on her muscular, flat belly as they hugged themselves tight under the blanket, doing their best not to falling into sex as they were so used and so starving to do... it had been already five weeks of abstinence, because of the war in Kesteven... five weeks during which she had could give him only fast and rather rare masturbations... and now they had to wait further, mostly because of her pregnancy... and for this night, they knew they both needed to rest, over everything else. Him especially... he hadn't allowed himself to have any rest during all the battle... and even after the duel, even if he was bleeding and badly wounded and deadly tired, she had had to struggle with him just to convince the male to let her bandage him up and take a bit of rest before head off again for its walk to the graveyard. She don't wanted to tire him out even more.

He grinned at her words, winking in playful satisfaction at her words, reaching forwards with his muzzle to nuzzle her quietly, squeezing her gently all the more in his powerful arms. "That's because it's bigger than the usual seriously." He whispered softly into her hear. "And I'm sure that for you it could grow even more."

"I don't doubt on that, lion." She grinned, squeezing his enormous member with a hand for a fleeting moment and biting lightly her lower lips as she looked in her eyes, smiling, and he gazed softly back at her with the lowest of murrs. He was flaccid, but nonetheless hard and hot... and it felt so full and strong... But she had no intentions to break her original plan. He had to be allowed to rest, for once. "You seriously need some release, huh...? But you don't have to worry about that. Everyone with a pussy here is just waiting for you." She murmured with playful, seductive voice as her huge breasts scraped slightly on his rock-hard muscled chest, their legs moving slowly to twirl together in their deep affection as he gently squeezed her between his arms, poking her nose with his own and then nuzzling her quietly as her warm, perfect and toned body pressed on his massive shaft.

"Oh, Jesus." He exclaimed playfully at that, smiling wide as they traded a fast, accomplice wink and she gently reached up with a hand to move back some long bangs of his mane, almost combing his rebel fur to look all the better and deeper into his own aquamarine eyes, smiling amusedly. "Oh, yes. Actually, I talked already with many females here... and also your entire old harem is very excited in having you back." She specified with sweet, affective voice, looking up at him with her shining, smart and amused sapphire eyes as he smiled, the two of them laying there, wrapped close in each other's arms, their muzzles almost touching as their hot breath mixed on their faces... and his enormous, powerful cock was sandwiched tight between their two muscular bodies. And it was so hard to resist as he could feel so clearly her willing, hot sex on his body and she could feel him so huge, full and ready against her abdominals... the temptation to make him hard and provoke him so much to fall into sex was so great that she surprised herself wishing for him to take her, spread her legs wide and force his immensity into her deepest folds, where only him could dominate and reign, pounding his hugeness mercilessly into her, even if this meant that he would have shattered her full womb, destroyed literally their son and filled her up with his loads of powerful seed again and again, fucking her so powerfully that the bed would have broken under them and he would have continued to hilt himself into her, crushing her against the wall and making all the room quake with his might...

She blinked, repealing that thought on the base of her new role of mother, something she was still just beginning to understand and learn... and she licked slowly at his cheek, smiling in his eyes softly. "You found Riaku how you had forecasted, huh...?" She asked with quiet voice as her irises studied the emotions behind the beautiful, resistant screen of his always proud and self-confident sapphire eyes as he nodded slowly, making a bit of a face.

"Yes..." He said simply at the end... then he closed his eyes for a moment, with the slightest of sighs, and started telling her of their meeting. He told her of how Riaku had spent all those hours digging graves, fighting with himself and his regret and his pain... and how the black male, just like him, had brought his respects to the grave of Diana... how Riaku was sincerely sorry for all his errors... and how his targets were in reality noble and good. She listened with attention, and they analyzed together all the info he had gathered from his son and rival... and at the end, even if she continued to hate Riaku for what he had done, especially to her family and homeland, she too was convinced of the good intentions of the Black Lightning.

"Of course, he may be a good boy, but he's a moron, then." She observed, not without a sharp, cold edge in her tone and words. "He doesn't realizes they are using him like a puppet...?"

"No, he doesn't. And I once more failed, because I didn't manage to make him see how he's being exploited... and I don't managed to make him talk about the RA. So I still have no ideas on what and why we are facing this time." Killer answered calmly, his voice low and disappointed as he looked at her with a pained expression. "I'm a failure as father for him, darling... I so hope that I'll be a good father for our son, at least this time..." He murmured, closing his eyes as he nuzzled her slowly. But she snorted and grasped his huge, muscular shoulder, giving him a playful shake.

"Hey, hey...! Don't you dare! You are the greatest father a son could ask for... and the greatest hubby that a wife could desire. Life plays its tricks on us, lover... and your story with Riaku was messed up from the start. It's not your fault..." She said flatly, looking at him with such decision to look almost threatening as her impressive sapphire eyes glinted with the light of her conviction as he opened his ones and stared at her in pleased surprise. "Nor is Riaku's." She added hesitatingly, after a short pause. It was clear it cost a lot of her to admit that... but she forced herself to.

Killer knew that, and was ridiculously touched of her effort... and by her words, as well, that proved a tremendous relief to him. He couldn't help but smile a bit, before pull her playfully against himself as she laughed and kiss her warmly. "Thank you, love... how'd live, without you, huh...?" He asked softly when their lips finally separated, even if their tongues still followed each other's one for a moment.

"I don't know..." Alexis remarked playfully. "But after all, I still can't understand how I could live without you all those years, myself." She added soon, smiling up at him as she huddled up herself even more against his powerful, warm form and he wrapped her affectively in his protective, affective hold. "It's admittedly a bad thing, anyhow... if we don't find rapidly out something about this fucking RA, we can't find it and destroy it. And this means they'll be the ones finding us, when they'll want to." She observed with cold professionalism. "And that could be nasty."

"Yeah... but we love a lot of nasty things. It could be funny being hunted instead of hunt, for once." Killer calmly observed, grinning playfully. She looked in his eyes with an amused expression on her muzzle, a grin cresting her features as she playfully shoved him on his broad, powerfully muscled chest. "Fuck you." She snorted laughter, the larger male chuckling at that, making narrower his embrace for a moment.

"The only thing that truly scares me is that Riaku is running again into the same trap that tricked him once. We had our talk, and he understands my reasons and his own values... but I fear that, if he doesn't understands the trick rapidly, they could push him into some new horrible slaughtering like this..." Killer said after a moment of thoughtful pause, slowly caressing the golden hair of his beloved queen as they stayed huddled together tight on the small bed... they could have been in the royal apartments, yes, but they had chosen instead the calm, simple tranquility of the simple accommodation of Killer's youth.

"They could... but he's always your son, lover. He knows how to handle himself... and he'll be on the alert this time." Alexis observed gently, nuzzling him reassuringly as their eyes grow heavier. They truly needed to rest, to recover from the long battle and all the fatigue, stress and pain they had been thought in those five, long weeks. Killer smiled, surprised that, of all people, from her mouth had come words in favor of Riaku... and they kissed a last time, before fell asleep quietly, hugging each the other in that dark but finally peaceful night, their bodies tightly huddled together as their eyes mirrored with affection each other's ones until both slept.

The morning after, Alexis slid silently and softly down from the muscular, powerful form of his beloved husband, smiling quietly as she looked at him, that was still quietly sleeping and had kept her close and embraced all night long. She reached up slowly to move away a tuft of his rebel mane and kissed his forehead lightly, letting him sleep some more as she laid at his side on the narrow bed and looked up to the door as it slowly opened.

Kaya walked silently inside, smiling with herself as she closed slowly the door with her back and turned the key to lock it, straddling then with her elegant pace towards the two lovers on the bed as Alexis nodded a bit, looking over the fellow white tiger female with unusual jealousy. She had never been irritated by Killer having his way with other females... better still, she usually loved bath herself in his pleasure and power and in the sheer, boiling erotic view of his masterful sex and total domination... but this time, she felt suddenly a certain irritation. May it be because she knew that Kaya had a much greater importance for Killer, a much greater space in his heart than any other female...? Because she was his sister...? She dunno why... but still she felt that newfound jealousy as she looked her advance.

Kaya was a very attractive white tigress. She was almost thirteen feet tall, and even if she hadn't the muscles of Alexis, she was firm and toned and clearly in perfect shape. Her girlish belly was seductive, flat and firm, even if it lacked the amazing, rock-hard abdominals of the queen, and her legs were long and curving, with thighs absolutely seductive and well formed buttocks. Her breasts were generous, even if they looked small in front of Alexis and her amazing, firm huge boobs... Kaya was wearing just a black g-string that leaved very little to the imagination and an also black bikini top, tightly molded on her firm swells, with her nipples already evident under the silk. Her fur was white, short, smooth and soft just like Alexis's one, but she has her back, tail and legs covered of black stripes. Those come also from her back along her sides, pointing at her pure ivory belly. Her smile was attractive and her aquamarine eyes cheerful and smart, while her long mane, now gathered in a ponytail behind her back with a black ribbon, was of an amazing color, shining and hard to define... white gold, or maybe something like very lucid silver...

Kaya climbed calmly on the bed, lying down on the other side of Killer, quietly caressing a bang of his mane, careful not to awake him... and then she looked towards Alexis over his broad chest and found the queen almost glaring at her. She blinked a bit in surprise... after all, Alexis had helped her and explained her what to do to have finally a good bit of sex with his so long desired brother... But the queen soon grinned, licking a bit her lips as she grasped with her hand the sheet and started to jerk teasingly on it a bit as her other hand caressed slightly on the large bulge in it, made up easily by his massive member as it rested on his muscular belly all the way up to his chest... Kaya couldn't help but follow with her glance that hand and gape at the sheer, monstrous sizes of her brother's malehood, that looked even huger of the ones that years before had been so famous in Kesteven...

"Ready to be amazed...?" Alexis whispered teasingly, grinning wide and almost evilly as she started to slowly pull downwards the sheet, uncovering first his muscular chest and soon starting to reveal the gigantic, rounded head of his mighty penis and the firsts of many tens of inches of thick, venous black shaft. Kaya gaped at it for a moment, feeling such need to stretch out her hands and touch it... feel it... but then she licked her lips and nodded and Alexis rapidly thrown away the sheet, uncovering all the naked, larger male between them, in all his glory of powerful muscles and enormous malehood.

Kaya gaped at it, releasing a hot, surprised breath as she leaned slowly closer, hesitating as she stretched her hands forwards, slowly running them over his rippling, powerful body without still daring to touch him, moving with the same reverence and fear of who's touching a god, her eyes roving down the gargantuan and still flaccid shaft. His sizes, the powers he radiated even if he was sleeping, even if he was supremely un-aroused, were absolutely amazing... he was dominating the both of them with his lonely presence, even if he wasn't doing anything.

"Gods... he's bigger... he's even bigger of how I remember him..." Kaya breathed, leaning softly her head on his muscular, powerful chest and looking at his potent member with true awe as it lay near her muzzle, imposing and impressive even if soft, so big and strong to command reverence and look like an arrogant divinity even in its laziness of the moment. I wonder how it has to look like now when he's erected and comes on you to dominate... She shivered with a thrill of pleasure and anticipation running down her spine as one of her hand instinctively reached down to rub at the fine silk that covered her heating sex.

"He is... he's larger also than when I first met him. He keeps growing, with time..." Alexis observed in a proud, pleased and yet matter-of-fact voice. Being a liger, he had no restraints to his growth... with the years, he become taller, bigger, stronger... and his powerful body and genetic code were suited to make of him a war machine always stronger. Fatigue, training, fighting, and to certain extends even pain made him grow bigger and stronger... and Alexis had the suspect that, even as height, Killer was by now already nearer to the sixteen feet of height, than the fifteen-half of when they had first shared their boiling passion. And the huge male, that was suited for sex as much as for war, was also grown a lot from then in his sex.

When she finally decided to put her fingers on that hot, enormous and veiny shaft to feel his warm and power completely, Alexis had been faster, and was gently holding his mighty member close to her body, rubbing it on her firm bosom as her two hands squeezed it lightly, rubbing along the gigantic length. "Listen, sis, this gorgeous male and his gigantic cock belongs to me. The sooner you learn that, the better." Alexis hissed, her voice hot but also unusually sharp.

Kaya blinked in surprise, and instinctively retreated a bit in front of the threatening, powerful and dangerous warrior tigress. But then she thought it was more of a game that anything else... even if Alexis wasn't exactly of the same idea. Kaya smiled wide, standing a bit up on her knees as she reached behind her back to unclasp her black bra, letting fall down her top and showing her firm, youthful and good sized bosom proudly. "Oh, and why should him not choose me, instead...?" She said softly and teasingly, bobbling her treasures in her hands to show their beauty, the perfection of their shape and their firmness.

Many females would have been shamed to be confronted by such feminine beauty, but Alexis just grinned wider, standing up a bit herself, arching her back a bit to show fully her imposingness, her physical superiority, as her amazing abdominals flexed with their huge power and rippled like ocean in their perfection as her hands run with sensuality and experience along her seductive sizes up to twirl in her long, blond mane, pushing down skilledly the shoulder pads of her tight, too small wasp-waisted corset, so that very soon, as she moved her hair with a mistress, seductive look, her top fallen away to show her own treasures. And despite being larger and huge, they stood up proudly, in youth and perfect firmness, seeming to challenge gravity itself as the bra showed to be completely useless on her. "Baby, baby... he needs a real woman at his side..." Alexis whispered teasingly, grinning wide as Kaya looked at her in obvious interest and amazement.

"And you are very nice... but why would he want in his hands those little ones... those are smaller than his all-male balls, baby. Take a look." Alexis continued with low, hot voice as her dominance kicked in over everything else and she reverently reached between his muscular legs to lift one of his colossal testicles, bending down to kiss it as she glanced up at Kaya, showing the truth of her words and challenging her with her shining, astute sapphire eyes.

Kaya marveled at that glorious sight, then curled slowly down to seize in her hands his other fat ball, gaping slightly at how her biceps bulged to just lift his malehood in that way, rolling the enormous seed-maker in her palms as she looked at it with wonder. "It's... it's so heavy..." She breathed quietly.

"Yes..." Alexis breathed with hot dominance from the other side, moving to straddle his potent leg and curling down to better worship his colossal malehood as Kaya gave to the huge sphere in her hands a long, loving lick, murring lowly and hotly from the depth of her throat.

Alexis glared a bit of this, leaning down more on his muscular thigh, wrapping her lips around his gigantic testicle, mouthing it with affection and worshipping, her tongue lapping gently at it as their eyes glared at each other's ones and their cheeks hollowed as they started to suck hard on his seed-pods, desperately fighting for the right to worship and serve him. The blond queen worshipped her husband's ball with lewd enthusiasm and devotion, as she proved once more her love and even the servitude she was ready to show for him and only him... she gave long, soul-aspiring sucks and loving slurps as her drool made shine the giant testicle and her eyes observed with irritation but also growing excitement as Kaya did the same on the other, their four hands now stroking along his mighty shaft, with ample room for all to hold him, even if he was flaccid... both tried to mouth one of his gigantic balls, don't managing to welcome the enormous pods into their welcoming, willing lips, drooling over them and making them shiny and slick as obscene lengths of meat of the same, titanic shaft were hold between both their hands.

Killer stirred up a bit at that, rising a bit to look better at that exotic, enticing view, the two still thinking he was asleep, until their eyes met his own, his wide smirk as he chuckled at the sight of their rivalry, as each of the two beautiful, horny femmes glared at each other with one of his gigantic balls in their mouths and stroking his shaft with all of their four hands.

And he also began to harden.

Both the females stared at his dominant sneer, then looked up in awe as his growing, thickening and pulsating black meat forced their fingers wider and wider, their hands rapidly growing further distanced and apart on his gargantuan, growing length as veins bulged like cables on it, feeding his monstrous shaft to his full, domineering glory, that even Alexis was pushed to revere, as her eyes valued his sizes in a good, abundant six feet. I so need to measure this giant later on... Alexis thought with a murr of pleasure, looking up to Killer and seeing in his eyes that he had likely understood fully what she was thinking, since he winked and gestured with a finger "later", smiling for a fleeting moment.

Kaya, meanwhile, gladly kissed his ball gratefully to stand up again on her knees, longing now to suck on his gigantic cockhead as she smiled with her eyes at him, slowly dancing with her soft, light tongue all over the hugeness of his malehood, caressing sweetly and teasingly all over his hot, hard meat and pushing the wet point of her tongue into his large cumslit, wrapping her lips on his engorged, large head and sucking, trying to take out of him his dense, precious and tasty pre as her hands continued to run each behind the other, pistoning up and down his enormous, thick length to entice him further.

Alexis grinned, admitting with herself that Kaya's efforts were masterful, but she wasn't surely about to lose terrain to her. As soon as Killer's sister moved back her head a bit to catch a breath, licking at her lips as thick, sticky streams of his precum and her saliva dangled and fell from her mouth, others stretching themselves in the air, still connected to both ends, she pushed gently but firmly backwards Kaya and took her place as Killer spread her legs wider and grinned, releasing a deep, low murr of pleasure as the two females, that he loved both infinitely, even in if different ways, rivaled in giving him the most pleasure. His murr become a low growl of feral and deep pleasure and relief as he finally could let himself go and have what he had dreamed for all that time... and he closed his eyes in lust as Kaya bent down and nuzzled gently into his enormous ballsack, inhaling his powerful, manly scent, there so overwhelming, and rolling his huge testicles in her hands as her tongue lapped and slurped wetly and noisily all over his balls in adoration... and meanwhile, Alexis pushed her body against his imposing tower of hard flesh, scratching his veiny shaft with her strong, perfect abdominals even across the silk of her corset, embracing his massive penis in her great breasts and slurping and sucking hungrily all over his flared, enormous cockhead, moaning her passion with the same hot, unrestrained passion and desire of him at every drop of his precious pre that rewarded her, oozing deliciously down in her throat.

The huge male murred in lust at that double treat, sweet and reverent, and he reached up with his hands, grasping the perfect Alexis's buttocks, squeezing her firm, toned butt with hunger and want, slipping his fingers into her tight waistband and jerking teasingly on it as he growled a bit in pleasure and warning as he started to thrust upwards rhythmically with his hips, shoving his immense shaft into the soft embrace of her breasts as she held them close on him with her hands, her long fingers squeezing on her nipples as her tongue lapped now down his endless member, the female moaning hotly as she rubbed eagerly her muzzle against his hardened flesh, closing her eyes and just adoring him as his sizes and power once more pleased and easily dominated her. He torn easily apart her bikini bottom as he released a lustful growl and pulled easily outwards with his large hands, and Alexis released a loud moan as she felt her little clothing being tattered to pieces as his hand dared immodestly on her sex, tickling her blond fur and feeling how hot and wet she already was as her sweet, honey desires dripped from her generously, soaking into his hands and the flush fur on his crotch as he pushed firmly and with a good pace up and down his gigantic member against her body.

Killer felt a pleasure that would have rapidly overcome the edge as his long-contained desire was finally free and being satisfied... and he moved his hands back down along her beautiful, long and curving legs, grasping her stockings and tattering them as well with a growl of feral, lustful want and desire as his hands and all of his body longed for her, for the feeling of her warm, of her own pleasure and desire and ecstasy as she moaned, pleasured, as he undressed her so roughly and rapidly to get to squeeze and caress her body, her fur, her meat. And then he was again grasping her buttocks, with so much passion and desire to almost be rough and hurt her, pulling her now naked sex against his own towering shaft with a wanting, loud growl, trading with her a grin that was almost vicious for the passion and the unstoppable desire.

As Alexis moaned louder and hotter, using her whole body to please the larger male as he torn easily and hungrily to tatters all the rest of her unlucky corset, Kaya worked with equal passion on his enormous testicles, running her tongue in slow, loving circles on every inch of his exposed, white furred pendulous balls, nuzzling quietly into his crotch, her hot breath tickling the flush fur there as she often reached up to rub her cheek and face against the thick base of his tremendous rod, moaning with growing pleasure and heat and want as Killer shoved himself powerfully into Alexis's bosom and his veiny shaft scratched at her features, his gigantic testicles slapping lightly her with each of his movements as he released a low, blissful roar and grasped her head with a hand, pushing her further against his ballsack as his other large hand squeezed lustfully on one of the perfect buttocks of Alexis, gaining from the both of them soft groans that were tinged even with the slightest of pain... but even pain only added to the furious, burning want of the moment as he rapidly stiffened up further, growing harder and larger as an enormous load of his own rapidly rose into his amazing, pulsating shaft, the desire so long contained and repealed now coming to show itself in all its glory.

Killer reached up with a hand to grasp his own enormous length of flesh, starting to stroke it up and down powerfully as he grinned wider, arching his back slightly as a murr escaped his fangs, the two females eagerly and masterfully working all the harder to increase his pleasure and push him over the edge as their four hands joined his own, their fists pumping hard and fast along his goliath cock as the three of them panted, the male grinning at the two girls as they looked at him in dreaming, obvious want, licking their lips as they rose to their knees and pushed themselves side to side to offer him as target their seductive bodies.

"Bath us in your seed, lover..." Alexis teased him with a grin, pushing her shoulder and head against Kaya's one, pushing her chest outwards as they panted lightly... and Kaya just gaped at the amazing sight of the pulsating tower of black flesh, staring at his dominant, grinning eyes.

"You'll like it, sis... it's something new, for you." He observed with teasing, dominant voice, grinning wider as his eyes half-lidded in lust. And then he angled a bit his immense shaft to aim at the two females in front of him, and pumped himself even faster with his fist until his long delayed orgasm hit with all his power.

He roared as the first of many thick ropes of white, gooey, dense cum arched into the air with amazing power, lasting alone for entire, long seconds and effortlessly splattering all the way to the ceiling and on the wall in front of him, on the other side of the room, with such strength that Alexis and Kaya had a shiver of pleasure at the thud... and wondered if the wall had quaked as his seed covered the both of them, splashing over their hair and muzzles, in their open and welcoming mouths and stretched out tongues, drenching their large bosoms in white nectar... and yet it was just the start as more and more blasts exploded from his raging, enormous member, the male shooting load after load after load of his precious, potent seed, hosing down the two girls in front of him and covering them in a thick, hot blanket of his seed as they moaned in stereo in the deepest, hottest want under that tempest.

It seemed it would have lasted forever, as the huge male continued to pump out load after load of his semen, but finally, after amazing minutes that felt like hours, Killer's orgasm slowed down and come slowly to a stop as he continued to idly stroke his gigantic shaft and last, heavy spurts of his seed splattered over his own mighty member as his low murr of pleasure slowly faded, his powerful muscles still flexed and bulging for the pleasure. He stared up with a grin to the two females in front of him, drenched entirely in his seed, as they moaned quietly in pleasure and satisfaction, nuzzling his enormous and still titanium-hard shaft from both sides, rubbing their cheeks on it and lapping at his hot, gooey seed hungrily, smiling in obvious pleasure.

"Yes... I so needed the touch of two good girls." Killer observed with low, entertained and blissful voice as they opened their eyes, using a hand to move away his dense, pooling cum and licking and sucking at their drenched lips and then on their long fingers, smiling with pleasure teasingly down at him. Then Alexis grinned, with an expression on her features that he had long learned to recognize, and the blond queen wrapped one of her strong, toned arms around the shoulders of Kaya, pulling her closer at her form, squeezing her on her side as their big, firm breasts rubbed together.

"Are you truly sure that I'm a good girl...?" She asked with teasing, seductive voice before turn to the smaller female and use her other hand to twirl her long fingers in Kaya's hair, pushing her head close to her own, wrapping her lips on hers in a deep kiss. And Killer knew well that she was already invading his sister's mouth and sharing with her his hot seed as her hands now hungrily searched and collected his cum from the both of their two feminine, seductive bodies.

Kaya's eyes bulged in surprise at first, and she jerked back a bit in reaction, but Alexis ignored any reaction, closing her eyes and working with her notable experience and skills to wrestle her tongue and pushed her own towards Kaya's throat without any hesitation, the both of them tasting his powerful seed as their muzzles worked together, locked tightly. And Killer stroked his enormous cock in appreciation in front of that, a deep, low murr shaking their frames and making their spine shivering in the pleasant knowledge that their common master and beloved male was appreciating their little cumswap.

Kaya started then to answer more greedily to the larger blond female, now pushing her hot and desiring body against the queen's one, rubbing their seductive curves together as her hands started to answer to Alexis's audacity with equal boldness. Her hands tasted the queen's abdominals with obvious interest, moaning quietly in pleasure as the larger female gladly flexed them for her as her hand slipped shamelessly under the silk of Kaya's g-string, rubbing on the sweet, warn wetness there... and the young princess of Kesteven released a louder, hotter groan, daring herself to stroke her hand on Alexis's boiling and shining sex... and then she surprised even the queen as she pushed her finger to slip into her.

A hot moan escaped Alexis's lips, and Killer couldn't help but grin and feel his pleasure rise at that well know sound... and his grin spread wider as his beloved wife chuckled teasingly a bit into Kaya's mouth, opening her eyes to watch at the princess with playful, confident challenge and pushing on her, easily forcing the sister of Killer to lay down on his muscular legs, pinning her easily and gaining the top as their kiss finally broke, long, dangling streams of cum, pre and saliva still joining their mouths... at least until the grinning Alexis didn't lick her lips in delighted, playful challenge to the smaller female under her.

Alexis traded a fleeting lick of lips and a wink with her beloved husband as he grinned back, stroking idly his hard and ready cock, enjoying that new show with unusual, strong pleasure. Usually, females on females hadn't a great effect on him... and he needed to be the centre of the game to fully like it... but this time something was different, and he could feel hot lust and desire into his body as he stroked his immense cock slowly and gazed with interest on the two females. Maybe it was because they were so important to him... maybe because they were both so hot and arousing, so beautiful... maybe because Alexis knew always what to do to arouse a male... maybe it was because they were almost... fighting and rivaling for the right to please him. But it was fantastic to stay there and dominate entirely two females, without doing... anything.

"You like fingers shoved up your pussy, huh, slut...?" Alexis asked teasingly with a grin, bending down on Kaya to lick her cheek with amused, pleased domination, to taste Killer's powerful seed from the plate of her drenched features. "You'll better prepare yourself to shriek... and use that nice hands of your to please me." Alexis continued, with a grin that was almost sharkish in her dominance almost vicious, even if she wasn't doing any violence on Kaya, not daring to pull a single hair of her lover's precious sis... it was a contest of pleasure. And when the blond queen grasped Kaya's hands and put them on her wet, dripping sex, commanding her to start working as she bent down to use her own fingers into the smaller female, Kaya couldn't help but release a loud, hot groan that was tinted with ecstasy, her back arching.

Alexis grinned, her breath hot as Kaya tried to balance the "fight", working her best to please the queen, pushing three of her slim, long fingers into her and moving them slowly and teasingly on her inner, soaked walls as she toyed with her hard clit... but Alexis was far more experienced, and far more demanding as well. "That's not enough, little pussy... give your best! I've been riding your brother all this time... I'm used to the best." Alexis said teasingly in the smaller female's ear, biting playfully on it as her hands worked expertly in her vagina, one spreading open her soaked wet lips and toying on her clit and the other pushing soon four fingers into the boiling, wanting sex, moving them slowly and teasingly back and forth, then gyrating them into her to massage her inner walls... and then the queen was fingering Kaya almost with violence, stuffing full her vagina as juices squelched noisily out from it, an orgasm building up rapidly as Kaya succumbed to Alexis's prowess.

The queen now crammed the tight love tunnel of the smaller female, pushing her palm against her lips and pressing them closed around her hand as she forced into her with all of her five, long fingers, panting hotly now as Kaya writhed in pleasure under her, moaning loudly as she felt her orgasm rise, so close... and so strong... Kaya arched her back with a shriek of pleasure, pushing against the stronger frame of Alexis, who simply grinned, pinning her down and now almost fisting the other female, her breath hot as she felt that her "victims" was close to her climax...

And Kaya arched her back even more, screaming in hot, burning lust as her eyes slipped closed and her sweet juiced of pleasure flooded in her tight tunnel... and Alexis kept it closed, with her palm and her still pounding fingers, drops squelching and spurting out of the smaller female with fatigue and amazing strength... and finally, as Kaya's shrieks of ecstasy reached the piercing volume, Alexis let her explode freely, a long fountain of hot, sweet juices bursting out of the clenching sex, liquids arching into the air and splashing on the hard, perfect table of Alexis's abs as the orgasming female shivered and writhed, rocking her head from side to side in erotic bliss, groaning loudly as finally even Alexis allowed herself to groan in lust, her thighs now shining with her desire.

Kaya fell back, panting hard, her hands slipping out from the body of the queen and going to squeeze weakly the fabric of the sheet as her legs trembled in the bliss of the aftermath, juices still leaking from her pounding, boiling vagina... and she dropped her head backwards, looking meekly up to his huge brother, smiling at him. "Please, bro... I want you to take me, now... I need you..." She asked with hot, wanting and almost... almost begging voice.

Killer smiled uncertainly back, shaking his head slightly... "But, sis... I can't take you." He said slowly, trying to keep faith to his commitment despite the want and the desire. But she was his sister... he had always protected her... he couldn't...

"Please, bro!" She begged, closing her eyes. "Stop doing hero with me... there's nothing bad. I'm asking you to... you know that I always desired you." Killer hesitated. He knew... she had tried many a time to fall into sex with him, but he had always wanted to respect her fully and entirely... but... he wanted first of all to make her happy. And if it was what she truly wanted...

Alexis crawled to him and nuzzled him affectively. "She may be your sister, but she's a girl first of all. She wants you. Badly. If you want to make her happy, take her." She whispered in his ear, caressing his muzzle with a hand and ruffling affectively his mane with the other as he smiled softly and nodded in acceptation, standing up quietly.

"She's just a pink, tight little pussy like the others, Wyvern... and your scepter rules all the pussies." Alexis then added with loud, teasing voice as he walked to the footboard of the bed, snorting amusedly at that statement as his hands gently grasped Kaya's ankles and he easily pulled her to the end of the bed, towering over her as he puts her ankles on his large, powerful shoulders. "It's me that you want...?" He asked quietly, looking softly down at her as one of his hands caressed her firm swells and the back of the other affectively stroked her cheek... and Kaya immediately and eagerly nodded.

"Oh, yes, please... I want you. Take me... take me hard, I need you..." Kaya was almost begging as she moaned and squirmed hotly, high with desire for her huge, muscular and powerful brother as he rolled and squeezed gently on her breast and she looked up at him with the deepest desire, eyes half-lidded as she whispered up at him. "Oh, gods yes... make me yours."

Killer then smiled, letting his own desire and lust take the upper hand as he traded a grin with Alexis as she laid down at Kaya's side, working with passion her fingers in her own vagina, her pleasure and desire shinning all along her legs by now as he stroked slowly in one hand his gigantic, more-than-six-feet-long shaft. He took in their meek, submitted glances, before kneel down on the floor and spread a bit wider still his sister's legs, leaning then forwards to gently lap with his long tongue on the wet, shinning lips of her tight sex, his hot, calm and controlled breath tickling her and feeling like an hurricane of fire on her sensitive, excited and burning sex.

Kaya released a quiet, hot moan, sustaining herself with a hand to rise a bit and look as his brother continued to use his mouth and tongue to sweetly please her, her other hand reaching up towards one of her breasts... but Alexis's hands snapped out towards her, and the queen grabbed her wrists, pulling her hand on her larger breasts. Kaya wasn't left unsatisfied, anyhow... as she squeezed almost in awe the beautiful and impressive swell of Alexis, rolling it on her body as her fingers pinched her hard, long nipple, the queen reached up with a hand to tease her breasts as her other continued to finger her vagina.

Killer looked amusedly as the two females teased themselves reciprocally, as Kaya shivered in pleasure and her legs spasmed in ecstasy on his shoulders, the smaller female feeling herself in heaven as finally her hot, skilled brother was gonna take her and as his tongue continued to roll slowly on her tight vagina. He roved teasingly on the crested, soft surface of her wet lips, feeling the flavour of her desire, of her indomitable want for him on his lips as his tongue rolled around and on the slit between her sealed sexlips, gently and slightly, as his right hand went up to gently squeeze her breast, tracing a route of pleasure on her firm, flat belly, and his other hand reached at the side, stroking gently the wet, firm and toned inner thigh of Alexis until reach her sex as well, immediately electing a wanting moan from her as he teased her boiling sex, drawing a circle around it with his thick digits and than pinching her clit softly as his muzzle roved on Kaya's sex, and he inhaled her scent, breathing hot air into her body.

Both Kaya and Alexis released another loud but soft murr, coming from their earth as much as from their throat, feeling their common lust rise as they looked at each other with complicity this time, both of them licking their lips with a moan of ecstasy as the male pressed on their hot sexes with one of his thick digits, rubbing teasingly for a moment on their lips before push gently but firmly his large fingers into the two females, making them pant softly, closing their eyes in the haze of pleasure as he started thrusting slowly into their love tunnels, his tongue only adding to Kaya's lust as he rolled it teasingly all the way up to her clit, then down again along her lips towards the point where his big finger was pushing gently in her depths... and Kaya arched her back a bit. "You, wonderful, gorgeous lion... you wanted to give this to everyone but not to your little sis... beautiful bastard..." She breathed quietly, feeling heat rise in her loins as he prepared her...

Killer grinned a bit at that, snorting amusedly and sending his hot breath on her sex, making her shiver a bit with a playful, ecstatic moan as Alexis once more bathed herself in the pleasure to have him caring not only of her, but of other females... the queen wrapped herself in his power as much as in her personal ones... the more he was dominant, the more he was wanted, the more she felt pleasure. She knew that no one could have ever been greater than him... and just like the first night they had spent together, she thought that, if just would have wanted, they had the world at their feet. But he don't wanted. He was so strong not to just be powerful... but to put a stop at how much powerful he was, to but a brake at his ambitions. And even if she just adored seeing him reign above everything and everyone, she could only feel love and admiration for his behaviour.

He murred a bit at his own pleasure, feeling his cock almost painfully hard, throbbing in the air with want as the mixed, intoxicating scents of the two wanting females filled his senses, as Kaya's juices dripped deliciously in his mouth as he pushed out his lips to kiss the lips of her sex, as the moans of the two females filled his ears... his only regret was that he had to let Alexis stay calm and untouched. It was painful, but it was worth of it. Under her awesome abdominals, into her beautiful body, in her belly, the greatest and wonderful fruit of their passion and love was growing... But gods. When this will be end, my love, we'll free our love fully, at least from a dawn to the successive. More, if you'll like to...

He sucked and lapped slowly at her sexlips, wrapping them in his lips with gentle, loving hunger, before he pushed quietly into her with his tongue, gently entering her welcoming, open gate as her eyes slid closed and a blissful moan leaved her mouth, urging him forwards, almost bucking her crotch against his muzzle as he eagerly pushed deeper into her, rolling his tongue with sweet slowness on her inner walls, caressing her wanting sex as her legs spasmed harder on his shoulders, Kaya letting out deep, long breaths of lust as another half-moan of almost agonizing pleasure leaved her mouth, her eyes shut tight in bliss. She couldn't be readier than so, as her sex burned with pleasure and want that was impossible delay further, eyes closed in ecstasy and body lightly shivering in the desire for the huge male, as her nipples stood out incredibly aroused, even between the fingers of Alexis as the queen still rolled and squeezed together her swells.

Killer pulled slowly and gently back of her, giving her a last lick, before pull his fingers out also of Alexis and slowly standing up, stroking his massive black shaft slowly with his fingers shining for her juices and desire, looking at her with a loving smile as she gazed up at him with an half-grin, half-smile, her eyes glinting with passion. "Never restrain love further, bro, please..."

"Never..." He said softly with passion vibrating in his low, booming and virile voice as she spread her legs eagerly for him and he angled his enormous length towards her soft gate, rubbing a hand up and down his endless, veiny shaft, reaching up with a hand to gently grab one of her hips, after pushing gently on her belly to make her lay down, relaxed. "Try to stay relaxed, sis..." He said softly as she bit a bit on her lower lip and stared at his gigantic cock with understandable fear. Even their two brothers, Alexander and Siegfried, even if huge and powerful, were little thing compared to the legend.

He rubbed his goliath penis against her wetness, adding to the intoxicating mixture of lust his seed and pre, spreading it on her closed lips as Kaya trembled and swallowed anxiously, his hugeness frightening between her legs, his rounded head feeling like a monstrous intruder against her vulnerable sex... but still passion rolled through her, calling for him, pain or not. He had long dreamed even the pain. Even the blood. Everything to have him making her his own, entirely and forever.

She gasped as she felt him suddenly thrust forwards, bending slightly as he pushed his massive rod of flesh against her sex with gentle firmness, thrusting forwards with a light growl, arching his back a bit. She tried not to scream as his hugeness stretched her like never before she had imagined possible, tearing her sexlips opened wide, tearing his space into her, making her back arch in agony and pleasure both as her eyes bulged and a loud scream escaped her throat as he thrust. Gods, he was massive... better still, massive didn't gave a correct idea, less still it gave him justice. Her legs spasmed violently as another shriek leaved her lips as his head stretched her lips insanely wide, finally sinking into her as he released a low murr of lust. Blood dripped out of her as her passage was torn apart by his immensity as he pushed his gigantic shaft into her, as inches after inches of his huge cock were buried deeply into her, annihilating her passage as blood burst out of her shattered lips.

She cried out loudly as his immense length tore into her, but still she tried to force herself not to scream too much. Don't you show you so weak in front of your bro. You knew he's huge. He didn't want to... don't make him regret it. But she hadn't any need to pretend, because soon pleasure overcome the pain in her loins, and her screams grow tinged with ecstasy instead of agony as his enormous member finally tore his way with new blasts of her hot blood and slid forwards a good few inches with a burning and yet wonderful sensation as he filled her body with his heat, flesh and power. And as she felt his new thrust make his thick, enormous length bury further forwards in her depths, stretching her passage insanely and cramming her as he forced himself into her, her vagina started to grip and squeeze in a welcoming embrace his gigantic member, and she rocked her head from side to side, panting in rapidly growing pleasure. Less than a third of him had been slammed home into her, but it was enough to make her boil with ecstasy and erotic bliss.

He slammed himself forwards again with a low grunt and she thrown in the air another loud cry, but this time filled of pleasure as more of his goliath penis claimed her depths were no were else could have dared, stretching her wide as her hands grasped with violence the sheets and her legs spasmed, instinctively clutching towards the neck of the male in a burst of deep pleasure, her back arching and hips automatically bucking back against him, trying to shove more of his thick length into her body.

And then, finally, the giant male stood tall, back slightly arched and head tilted backwards in pleasure as his gigantic malehood was buried deeply and entirely into her tight, gripping vagina, as a low murr leaved his lips and her passage squeezed powerfully and hungrily on his huge, strong cock and he poured his pre in her depths, his gigantic testicles shinning of juiced, stained of blood and glinting of drool rested with their imposingness against her rounded buttocks, his flush fur tickling the base of her tail as their flesh was finally joined. He waited gently for her to adjust a bit at the unmatched size of his gargantuan penis, watching her with a soft, loving smile as she trembled, staggering already on the edge of an orgasm.

Alexis fingered herself with passion at the sight, regretting only the fact that Killer was being so gentle... he admittedly loved to see him go hard and fast, even violently, when his power truly shined... and she also had a great wish to tease him as she usually did... but she smiled, despite herself, releasing soft pants as she looked at the two and at their soft, affective sex, that most people in the world reputed scandalous and shameful and a sin... but they were all bullshits as the sister gave herself to his larger, stronger brother with love.

He looked down at his sister, at her ecstatic expression, as her eyes pushed him to take her definitively and he groaned softly as he started to shove himself into her, back and forth, pushing now his gigantic shaft slowly in and out of her as juices and blood continued to leak and spurt out of her, streaming down her legs and along his thick rod, dripping on the sheets and the floor as he quickly picked up speed and power, pistoning himself in and out of her tight, boiling passage, slamming his titanium hard cock into her with power, growling with his low, manly voice that seemed to come directly from his balls and shake the frames of the two females, making them both shiver in pleasure as Kaya worked her best to keep up his rhythm and buck against him with her lips as his thrusts become hard and fast. The pleasure was amazing for the both of us, and rapidly grown as he continued to release always more of his power with each stroke, sending shattering quakes of pleasure from her loins to her head as his enormous length hilted into her over and over again, his hard flesh squelching loud on her juices as their slick meat frictioned together with heat, juices overflowing our of her with each backstroke of his enormous cock, his massive testicles soon slapping her with such strength to push her backwards with each slap, smacking into her like wrecking balls, squelching loudly and now wetly on her anus and buttocks, rising to the sky a hard tattoo.

The giant male started to push himself even faster, his huge cock spearing the female with growing power as his hard shaft raged into her, moving back and forth with amazing strength and pace now, the liger hilting himself with each stroke before furiously draw backwards himself until almost only his gigantic, engorged head remained into her smaller, shivering body, growling in lust as his enormous muscles bulged like tires, power radiating from him almost in a tangible aura as he slammed his mighty six feet of hard cock into the smaller, spasming female again and again, his testicles beating her so powerfully that was easy to see her reddened buttocks even across her soft, white fur.

She let out endless, mostly incoherent, loud cries of pleasure, random words thrown in her rhapsodizing that sounded to his ears like "Yes!" pushing him to give her even more of his power as he pistoned himself into her almost violently. She bucked hard against him, trying to stand up to him and follow his powerful, furious rhythm, but he was too strong as he pummelled her hard, roaring as he squeezed on her breasts with his hands, making her sink in the mattress with each of his mighty shoves, each strong enough to easily rock all of her body, her breasts bouncing madly on her chest. She spasmed in lust under him, her eyes often shut tight, otherwise trying to take in all the majesty of his enormous body as his huge muscles flexed and bulged with power, her muzzle hung widely opened as loud moans and cries and screams leaved her lips with the growing flood of their pleasure, as both of their climax were rapidly building up themselves, heat rising in both their bodies.

He grinned down at her in his deep lust, her cries and ecstasy only adding to his own pleasure, pushing him to work his thick member into her even faster as he felt her vagina grow slicker and yet tighter and hotter, friction building up for her another orgasm as her hands tore the sheets for how tight she was grasping them as she tilted her head backwards with a loud shriek of pleasure. Kaya arched her back, spasming and writhing under his powerful, larger form, her hips starting to buck frantically along his shaft, losing rhythm even more as she seemed now to try to just impale herself on his gigantic cock, her pleasure burning to new, amazing levels and pushing her to try and climb to him, to get more of him. And he was glad to help, immediately unlashing in the flood of the moment some more of his power and strength, pumping his giant cock faster and harder into her, putting more power in each stroke as the bed groaned pathetically and slammed loud against the wall under his merciless assault, scratching noisily on the floor as each of the powerful male's shoves pushed it effortlessly back and forth. Kaya was lost in a world of hazes of lust and pleasure, as loud cry of ecstasy leaved her grit fangs with each mighty strike of his crotch on her own, each dazing slap of his testicles on her anus, each of his domineering, blissful growls.

Then, the erotic bliss built up in her tight passage by his thick, enormous length overcome every edge, becoming an inferno of burning flames of ecstasy as she rocked and bucked furiously against his pistoning shaft, her body trembling and her legs spasming violently as finally louder, piercing-volume cries burst out from her throat, her passage starting to clench with violence on his pummelling member, squeezing it almost painfully as the male roared in pleasure, covering for a moment even her loud shrieks as her passage clutched at his hard, stiff black flesh and juices flooded down her passage and blasted out of her with amazing force at each backstroke of his gigantic member, when they could force their way out from her battered sexlips, sealed around his thick shaft as each stroke gyrated them towards her inner body and each backstroke drawn them outwards impressively.

Her pleasure seemed destined to last forever as he was striking into her with amazing force, electing in her loins an endless, burning fire of juices, causing her passage to stretch a bit wider still, other blood trickling out of her in a pair of blasts, then leaking down his shaft and rolling to smear his white furred, huge testicles as her juices continued to flood down his gigantic shaft as he kept pummelling himself into her with growls of lust.

And for once, as such an ecstasy hit his sis, Killer allowed himself to let the pleasure have the upper hand, soon adding his own orgasm at her agony of pleasure and lust that lasted minutes-long, as he forced himself stronger up and down her torn, battered passage, loving the feel of the flood of her thick, gooey juices lubricating him and rolling like burning magma from the depths of her vagina along his enormous member, streaking around his oversized shaft and then flowing down his as-much goliath testicles and legs, dripping to the floor as she screamed and rocked on the battered, defeated bed.

He let himself explode with a roar, now embracing her tight in his strong, bemuscled arms as he bent down to overshadow her smaller form in an affective, protective gesture, kissing on her neck and muzzle as he continued to piston himself in and out of her with his incredible might, now adding his juices to her own as his seed poured forth into her with awe-inspiring blasts that slammed deep into her, drenching her torn and shattered tunnel of love, filling her womb in no time as he continued to shoot load after load after load, biting on her neck playfully at the way of the lions... keeping faith to the nickname that the same Kaya had been the first to give at him as he filled her, claimed her, his cum overflowing soon out of her in streams, pooling on the bed and blasting out of her with amazing force as more and more continued to come from him... until finally he slowed down, placing his last, weaker but even larger loads into her and continuing to gently pound himself into her, smiling in her eyes as she smiled weakly up at him, until he finally stopped himself and grinned when Alexis released a whistle of playful appreciation.

"Thanks, lion... it was worth waiting all this time." Kaya whispered weakly... and Killer smiled, kissing her gently. "Sorry, I wanted too much to protect you to see truly what you wanted." He whispered back in quiet answer as he nuzzled her... then he turned to the side and gladly kissed an hungry and pleased Alexis, working their muzzles together for long moments... and then he stood up and grinned a bit. "Well, then. I'm ready to go again, if you want, sis... we have many past chances lost to recover... and of course." He paused, looking amusedly to Alexis. "I'll see what we can do to make you enjoy yourself a few times, as well."