And with that, she found her release, her body tensing as she cried out in ecstasy. Her hot seed spilled deep inside you, filling you up and marking you as hers forever. As her orgasm subsided, she pulled slowly out of you, her claws leaving painful red marks on your hips where they had dug in so deeply.

She leaned forward, nipples brushing against your skin as she pressed a cool kiss to your cheek. "Don't ever do that again,"

she whispered hoarsely before straightening up and turning to walk away. Her tail swished angrily behind her, leaving you shaking and exhausted on the floor of the chamber.

"Very well," Nivara growled, her patience clearly wearing thin. "If you insist on being difficult about this..." Her voice trailed off as she moved closer still, the dildo held threateningly in one clawed hand.

You couldn't help but feel a thrill of fear and anticipation course through you as she loomed over you, her massive form blocking out everything else in the room. For a moment, it seemed like she was going to make good on her threat;

that she would force you to submit by violating your body with the foreign object. But then, just as suddenly, her expression shifted once more, becoming almost amused. "Very well," she said at last, lowering the dildo back to the table. "You may eat what you like."

With a small huff of annoyance, Nivara turned away from you and resumed her pacing around the room.

"Don't be silly, sweetie. Let’s just have fun." she laughs and takes a deep breath, then begins to fully embrace you, letting you know how she feels.

She presses her mouth against your chest, sucking deeply, as you feel her fingers tighten around your belly. Your body is no longer yours, but rather hers. You can feel her heat radiating from her body.

“Now,” she says, her voice muffled with pleasure, “let’s see if we can make some more… memorable moments.”

Nivara carefully lifts one of her massive breasts, exposing the underside which glistens with fresh milk. She cradles your head beneath it, encouraging you to suckle directly from the source. Her other claw caresses along your side, sliding under your shirt to stroke the soft skin underneath.

"Yesss," she hisses through clenched teeth, rocking her hips up into your touch. "Drink up, little one. You'll need all the strength you can get."

You'd seen these devices before, but never up close like this. They were obviously meant for something...something Xenomorph-related. The thought sent a shiver down your spine as you tried to imagine what it would feel like to have such an object inside you while you were fully aware of its presence.

As you continued to sit there, lost in thought and worry, the dildo began to warm against your skin, almost as if it was alive. It started to move slightly, rubbing against your entrance with each thrust. The sensation was...

disturbing and arousing at the same time. You tried to ignore it, telling yourself that it wasn't real, that you were just imagining things, but the more you thought about it, the harder it became to deny the truth. The dildo was there; it was real. And it felt...not entirely unpleasant.

As your mind wrestled with these conflicting emotions, you became aware of another presence in the room. Nivara stood nearby, watching you intently, her expression unreadable.

The drone raised an eyebrow in challenge. "And who exactly are you to decide that?" he asked calmly, his tail snaking out to wrap itself around one of the nearby pillars for support. You could feel the weight of his gaze on your back, and it made your skin crawl.

Nivara hesitated for a moment before stepping forward, her chest puffed out defiantly. "I am Nivara," she snarled, raising herself to her full height. "And this is my pet."

"Then I suggest you tend to your duty, Nivara," the drone said coldly, his tone leaving no room for argument. With one final, dismissive glance in your direction, he turned on his heel and strode from the chamber, his tail slapping against the floor angrily as he went.

As soon as he was gone, Nivara's posture slumped slightly, her shoulders relaxing. She let out a shuddering breath before turning back to you with a small smile. "Are you alright?"

The Xenomorph Queen watches with interest as you devour the meat, a small smile playing across her lips. When at last you finish, she stands up and steps forward, towering over you once more. With a sharp motion, she rips off her chitinous exoskeleton, revealing her naked form beneath.

"Now it's my turn," she hisses, grabbing your shoulders roughly and pulling you close.

As Nivara presses her body against yours, the heat from hers mingling with the coolness of yours, you can't help but feel a strange sense of rightness wash over you. Her breasts are full and firm against your chest, their nipples hardening further as they brush against your skin. You can feel her desire for you growing stronger by the moment, and it only serves to fuel your own arousal.

Her hips grind against yours, guiding your engorged cock closer to her waiting entrance.