Getting her fill.

What was going on Irene had quickly discovered, was fucking!

Kicking the door to their bedroom open, the pair were tangled together in a frenzy of caresses, groping and kissing. Mystique had already discarded any illusion that she was wearing any clothes when she playfully tugged at Irene’s top and gown, flinging it to the floor as she shoved her lover onto the bed and jumped on top of her. Capturing her lips in hers as she pressed up and slinked over Irene’s body.

Destiny could only swoon and arch her back as she felt Raven trail down and suck on her neck, leaving kisses, and love bites that sent shivers down her spine. The way she gripped at her thighs and pulled her close, her strength was so inhuman, her attentions voracious. She never knew Raven to be so ravenous in her desires until she felt her slither her way down between her legs and began to drive her tongue into her womanly folds. The moment she did, Irene’s pale eyes rolled back as she clutched at the bedsheets for dear life. Like an anteater trying to slurp up every and it could reach, Mystique’s tongue delved so deep Irene could only gasp and cry out as she felt her lover slurp and feed off her. But this was only the beginning.

Not giving Destiny a moment to recover, Mystique moved back up to capture Irene’s mouth in another kiss, practically growling into the woman’s mouth as she hoisted the fortune teller’s leg around hers and began grinding away against her. Irene could only briefly acknowledge she could taste herself in her mouth after being captured in Mystiques’ lips as she was left grinding into her lover sitting up scissoring. She only got a chance to breathe when Raven pulled away briefly, kissing and biting Irene’s neck. Throughout the entire experience Irene felt like she was being consumed, she didn’t know what else to do… She could only go with the raging flow of her lover’s passions. Then she felt Mystique shove one of her tits into her mouth.

Caught off guard, Irene couldn’t even breathe and was forth to inhale, taking in a mouthful of breastmilk. The result of which made her bite down so hard she tasted the coppery tang of blood mix with the milk and go down her throat. The moment it did, Irene’s eyes shot wide open. Energy coursed through her limbs and excited her like she was running a marathon!

Groaning into Mystique’s left breast as she sucked for more, she then captured the right, causing Raven to swoon and moan out loud at Destiny’s sudden hunger and excitement. When their lips met again, they both had the same ravenous hunger for passion. Grinding more furiously against one another as they both fell to the bed in a sweaty heap, moaning and wailing as they humped and caressed each other’s bodies.

Her eyes still wide open, Irene’s powers crashed through her like a freight train, bombarding her mind with visions of the future. Some of it she could understand… Sebastian Shaw plotting to overtake Krakoa, the Iron Sentinels putting the super powered community under the thumb of Orchis, then it went to the outrageous, the absurd, the insane, the only rational image she gathered from that trek into the unknown was the hungry, leering face of some terrible monster staring back at her… And to some strange horror before she was consumed in rapid-fire orgasms that brought her to unconsciousness. She swore she was looking at herself.