Considers, hesitates, flees

Emma stood there still as a stone statue, incapable of deciding what to do. She had toyed with men most of her life and kept her virtue intact mainly because she had never met a man who could tame her. She had thoughts of Scott and Spiderman but Scott was a two pump chump in the visions and fantasies she had tested him with over a year ago. Emma hadn't felt a lick of concern the moment Scott "cheated" but had actually felt some sadness for Jean Grey at the moment Scott's cheating ended. Seconds after it had begun. Tilting her head, she thought of Spiderman, Peter, she hadn't actually tested him yet. After the Scott experience she was worried she would find another worthless man.

"I was looking for an acquaintance and his wife. Do you know where Peter Park and Mrs. Parker might be?" Emma said as she watch the trio, noticing the slight flinch from the blindfolded redhead.

"I do in fact know where they are, how will you ever pay for such important information," Nick sneakily said before he pulled the redhead into his embrace and kissed her on the mouth.

Emma said, "I can remove a change to your memories as an apology and payment."

This time it was Nick who was quiet. Fearful. Who had put a memory block in his brain? "Deal, though..."

Without waiting for Nick to continue but heart racing knowing what his words were likely to be, Emma touched Nick's head and removed the fake memory of his time with Esme and three other times after. Emma didn't read those, but she imagined they were similar to the first. She was both right and wrong.

"Thanks, so that's who they are. They really were your children, in a sense. I mean they share your DNA." Nick said before pausing and shifting his gaze to Emma, "Peter is in jail. He struck my nephew because, well, he felt **** into sucking my nephew's cock after the shock of seeing me stealing and fucking MJ." Nick couldn't have been more pleased as he watched Emma's eyes shift to MJ then down to Nick's bulging crotch then back to MJ. "Yes, that's right. Slut loves the cock that much, say hi MJ."

"Hello, Mrs. Frost." MJ said with a smirk hidden behind her veiled mouth.

Nick let go of the waists of his two whores and grabbed Emma by the shoulders and pushed her down to her knees in the middle of the party, while lifting his shoed foot to her mouth.

Hesitantly Emma moved her white lipstick covered lips to Nick's shoe, her body moving before her powerful brain could stop it. Then she snapped to, her head flying back, her back straightening. With a glare of absolute fury, Emma turned and pushed her way through the dense crowd. As she turned her body shifted to one that looked like pure diamond, leaving Nick stunned, his cock growing in his pants as he thought of how he could have fun with the prissy bitches body.

"Shame," Felicia said with a sneer, "I wonder how her diamond tongue would feel licking my clit."

"No worries dear, she'll be back." Nick said with a light laugh as he body jiggled and he began to drag the two women around to view the sights of the party. MJ and Felicia hung on his arms as he maneuvered them through the throng, keen to take in the gossip bubbling from the mouths of the rich and influential.

There were few who caught Nick's eyes, or interest. The vast majority of the crowd were older, rich men with arm candy but not close to MJ and Felicia's level. There were a few though. A second redhead stood quietly by a sunglassed man as he spoke with an older gentleman. Her figure did not reach his bitches levels though it was close. However, there was something in her eyes which bothered Nick, she looked at the man with too much love and affection. He didn't doubt for a minute that love could turn to jealously and rage in short order. She would make a fantastic mother to his children. MJ was too flighty and Felicia really wasn't the nurturing type. Maybe a woman to talk to in the future. Or perhaps, he could start with the man.

In the large hall there were some other beauties but none met his current standards, especially after finding out about Esme and her siblings. He had a ready made batch of sluts in the wings who he was sure could be branded into his agency. Remembering the dirty things they did with him, he thought perhaps they would open the hardcore porn wing of his agency. Of course with him as the main star. Those five were just plain sluts, at least with him now.

Shame Emma had fled, it would have been so much fun to turn her out tonight. She seemed like such a ice queen, but he could see in her depths she wanted a man to lead her. She wasn't as like MJ who craved new adventures and being a submissive. No, he had her number. She wanted a King, a lord and master, someone to focus her and lead her. Not someone to lord over her necessarily. The poor girl was a bit naive but also extremely repressed. She would be a banshee with the right cocksmith leading her. Not to mention she was smoking hot and apparently a mutant. Nick salivated at the idea of banging a mutant even though he now had memories of banging her clones, he wanted the original. The White Queen.