Submit Or Succumb

In the penthouse, Marshack is in the living room, sitting on a couch, channeling multiple types of energy into the several Stone Eggs he has gathered.

Leaning forward, he places the ovoids that are ready to be used over the a marble table, using a glass ashtray as a container.

Bella'Donna's womanly and sultry voice is heard, coming through the main bedroom's door. "You can come in Bverxkka".

Marshack takes a few seconds before he moves to the chamber. He first finishes his task, as the Apex doesn't know if postponing the imbuing process is detrimental for the Stone Eggs and their content.

Crossing the bedroom's door is welcomed with a marvelous view.

Vallad'Yanna is a voluptuous woman with a lot of confidence thanks to her enticing hourglass figure.

A feature that is enhanced because of her tight, black attire. Translucent stockings keep in place by a garter belt that merges perfectly with the sexy thong that accentuates Bella'Donna's waist.

Laced mittens cover the woman's hands, and her stunning breasts are custoded by a sexy brassiere that is accompanied by a harness and a choker, both having embedded a bright blue gem. Lastly, high heels that apparently increase the female's height.

The tone of the clothes are a misconception, the result of the pressure to which the entire outfit was subjected to. Agglomerating and preventing the Ocean Blue Cyto Plasma from escaping the fabric, and giving to it the visible black shade.

Marshack is captivated by the dissonance he is witnessing. A demure mature woman who looks fierce and sensuous. But her aure is waving, vulnerable and nervous.

The Apex took her time in entering and made Bella'Donna wait for nineteen seconds.

A span that seemed more like the third of an hour, as Vallad'Yanna thought Bverxkka was a horny young man.

She is not wrong, but decades of duty over pleasure, and detached discipline with no emotions. Are not behaviors that can be overwrite right away, even for an species as adaptable as the Hûrngöth.

Instincts kick in, and the three hearts of Marshack get a surge of adrenaline, beating strongly and rising the blood's speed coursing through his veins.

Tensing his muscles and easing his outer skin, the Apex loses the Active Adarga to reveal his naked body. Although, he has been technically in such state the whole time.

Bella'Donna blinks repeatedly, flabbergasted by the efficiency in the young man's body.

Toned and symmetrical musculature, coated with a smooth skin of dark maroon shade that is devoid of imperfections and absent of nipples or bellybutton.

Nevertheless, what has caught Vallad'Yanna the most, is the thick and robust phallus that protrudes from Marshack's groin. Six inches deflated, twelve and a half inches at full mast, standing tall and proud, pointing already to the woman's pelvis.

Bverxkka does a slow and calculated step forward, not like a prowler, as a predator, his lilac feral eyes locked on Bella'Donna, who immediately realizes her position.

Before the Apex, she is a prey, cornered by her own actions under the pretence of luring and enticing an innocent young man into her clutches.

{How naive i was}. She thinks at her mistake, giving a step back, clashing with the edge of the bed and sitting on it, while the young man reduces the distance.

Looking down at Bella'Donna, is easy to spot the female's arousal, masked by a playful smile that attempts to collect some of the control that she never had across the whole interaction.

A firm touch to Vallad'Yanna's chin is all it takes for Marshack to collapse the woman's facade. Making her match his gaze by lifting her face.

The Apex's thumb moves from the chin to the plump lips of Bella'Donna. Traversing them with firmness, and being tempted by the soft flesh, Marshack leans down, touching Vallad'Yanna's nose, and letting her decide the next course.

The woman shudders, she is at Marshack's mercy, and yet, he gives her a way out.

Said courtesy comes from their initial pact, since it was supposed to be just a modeling session. One that got slightly out of control when the outfit come to be laced lingerie.

Now it is different, because Bella'Donna's instincts warn her with desperation. «Escape now!, You still can!».

Never in her life has Vallad'Yanna run away or broken her word. In addition, from all the possible candidates who have tried to win her over across the years. Bverxkka is by far the most promising and intriguing. Plus, he totally fits in Bella'Donna's type of man.

Giving in, Vallad'Yanna puffs out her fleshy lips, half closing her eyelids to remark the neediness of her expression, eager to be lead by a worthy mate.

The woman's resolution is topple down with the aggressive tongue of Marshack, making Vallad'Yanna to part open her lips, unable to counter the young man's voracious engage, as the kiss overpowers her because of how oppressive her partner is.

Being orally ravaged by the slick and smooth tongue of the Apex, is an overwhelming stimulus that erase any other thought from Vallad'Yanna's mind, panting and trembling uncontrollably, with no other alternative, as her motion is self restricted.

With such trust, the young man uses his body weight to push Bella'Donna, guiding the female's fall, letting her lie on her back without interrupting the kiss, straddling her against the bed, even if Marshack doesn't need to, as his prey can't run away from him.

The heated make out, starts to be reciprocal, as Bella'Donna's initial stupor vanishes as she accustoms to the constant bliss of intertwining her tongue in a carnal and libidinous dance with a man that surely in younger than her.

Marshack's hands explore the voluptuous woman below him, freeing the gigantic mammaries from the brassiere, kneading the massive soft globes and sensing two stiff little knobs in its wake that want some attention too.

He teases the nipples with a snap from his opposite thumbs, pinching the knobs and sending a dim discharge of electrons, which doesn't cause much trouble for Belladonna, who is ecstatic with the unpredictable and variable treatment that Marshack is providing to her.

However, when the Apex lowers his hand towards the womanhood of the Vallad'Yanna, she sets a clear boundary. "My virginity. It is out of question. I want to preserve it until my wedding night. I understand if you…".

*Shh*. Shushes the young man the plump lips of Bella'Donna with his index. "That can be discussed later, right now, we can arrange our new deal by doing it the other way".

"You mean my…".

"Indeed". Interrupts Marshack with a quick peck to the woman's lips, as he actually smirks with a debonair mischief, and firmly, the Apex proclaims a command. "Turn around, and be on fours for me"…