The xenomorph queen collapses against your chest, her breath ragged and uneven as she comes down from the high of their shared orgasm. Her tail uncoils from around you, lifting to rest on the ground beside her. She looks up at you with alien eyes that hold a strange mix of gratitude and hunger. "You have given me life," she whispers, voice hoarse from their recent exertions. "Now I will bear your young."

And in that moment, you know the truth.

The xenomorph queen returns your kiss with equal passion, her tongue dancing against yours as she grinds her hips against you. Her body trembles beneath you, and you can feel the tension building within her once more. With a low growl of pleasure, she arches her back, claws digging into your shoulders as she comes again, this time around your cock. The heat from her release envelops you like a second skin, sending shudders of ecstasy through your body as you finally find release yourself.

The xenomorph queen collapses against your chest, her breath ragged and uneven as she comes down from the high of their shared orgasm. Her tail uncoils from around you, lifting to rest on the ground beside her. She looks up at you with alien eyes that hold a strange mix of gratitude and hunger. "You have given me life," she whispers, voice hoarse from their recent exertions. "Now I will bear your young."

And in that moment, you know the truth.

The xenomorph queen returns your kiss with equal passion, her tongue dancing against yours as she grinds her hips against you. Her body trembles beneath you, and you can feel the tension building within her once more. With a low growl of pleasure, she arches her back, claws digging into your shoulders as she comes again, this time around your cock. The heat from her release envelops you like a second skin, sending shudders of ecstasy through your body as you finally find release yourself.

The Queen gasps as you empty yourself inside her, your hot seed flooding her womb and filling every crevice of her body. The influx of sperm is overwhelming but welcome, and she squirms with pleasure beneath you. Her inner walls continue to spasm and clench around you, drawing out every last drop of your essence. "I am yours," she whispers hoarsely, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. "Use me as you will. Our species depends on it."

The Queen moans as you pull out, her womb contracting and expelling your seed into the liquid-filled environment around them. She watches in fascination as your sperm swim toward their intended targets: her eggs. Her body trembles with anticipation and relief as she feels a new purpose washing over her. "I will take care of this," she promises, gazing down at the writhing mass of sperm and eggs before looking up at you with eyes full of gratitude and adoration. "Our children will thrive because of you."