The Sangheili stops pacing and turns to face you, her expression unreadable. "I am called Ardo," she says at last, lowering her head slightly in what might be taken as a sign of respect or acknowledgement. "And I will grant you this... temporary alliance." She steps closer to you again, tilting her head slightly to one side. "But remember, human," she hisses through clenched teeth, "if you cross me, there will be no second chances."

The Sangheili's gaze lingers on yours for a moment before her expression softens ever so slightly. She seems to relax, just a little, and nods once. "Very well," she says. "Let us go to the bathrooms. But do not think that this means I have forgotten my promise, human. I have merely accepted the necessity of our current alliance." As you walk through the base, heading towards the bathrooms, the tension between you both is palpable.

The Senghelli's eyes dart around frantically, searching for an escape route that isn't there. Her mind races, weighing the humiliation of surrender against the very real possibility of death at your hands. She takes a shaky breath, her chest heaving as she forces the words out through clenched teeth. "I will... have sex with you..."

The Senghelli's eyes squeeze shut as shame and anger war within her. She clenches her fists at her sides, struggling to maintain composure as she feels your hands wrap around her waist. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as you lift her off the ground, pressing their bodies together.

With a snarl of defiance, she arches her back and thrusts her hips forward, grinding against your clothed member despite the pain it causes. "Fight me,"

As you kiss her and thrust inside her, Tartarus moans loudly, her body trembling with pleasure as she is claimed once more by her king. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper, harder; demanding that you take what is yours and leave her aching for more. With each powerful stroke, she feels closer to the edge of release, closer to being fully owned and controlled by you.

Her body quakes as you fill her, your seed spilling into her womb and painting the inside of her with hot, potent life. With a hoarse cry, she comes undone, her orgasm wracking her frame and leaving her spent but aching for more. As she looks up at you, eyes shining with desire and adoration, she realizes that there is no other place she'd rather be than in your arms.

When everyone has been tested, Aurora gathers up the vials and carries them over to a nearby table. She carefully inspects each one before turning back to you. "It seems... that all of you are indeed with child," she says quietly. "I'm pregnant?" Lulu asks, her voice trembling slightly. Aurora nods solemnly in reply. "And so am I," the Queen adds, reaching up to rub at her own belly.

You and Lulu exchange a worried glance when Aurora snaps, "I don't care about that! This was not supposed to happen!" Her voice echoes through the room, making everyone jump. She takes a deep breath before continuing in a calmer tone, "We must discuss what this means for all of us."

The Queen glances at you meaningfully as she says this, but you're not sure what she wants you to do or say.

With a determined grit, she begins rocking her hips in slow, deliberate motions, gradually picking up speed as she becomes more comfortable with the intrusion. Each thrust sends a mix of pleasure and discomfort coursing through her, her body adapting to the new sensations. She refuses to give Sai the satisfaction of hearing her moan or cry out, maintaining an stoic exterior even as her inner walls begin to clench around him.

This feels...unnatural yet exhilarating. My body protests but I crave release. I'll endure it if it means escaping your ship.

(Continuation)

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