The exiled princess

Felicia sat up and grinned widely, eyeing the tall, statuesque beauty MJ had brought into their quarters.

"Kori, this is my girlfriend, Felicia. Felicia, meet Koriand'r, princess of Tamaran. She's going to be... staying with us for a while."

Felicia swaggered across the room, brimming with anticipation. She put one arm around Kori, her hand resting on the golden-skinned beauty's hip, and placed her other hand on Kori's chest.

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance," Kori grinned, bringing her lips to Felicia's.

"Believe me, the pleasure's all mine, green-eyes," Felicia purred. She then sauntered up to MJ, cupped her face with her hands and kissed her lustfully. "That's for bringing her here, babe. She's a fox."

"She's all yours, lover," MJ cooed back. "Enjoy."

Felicia strode back up to Kori and gave her a tantalizing kiss. As they made out, MJ began playing with herself, taking immense delight in watching her girlfriend and new lover wrapped up together.

Felicia lay Kori on the bed and crawled on top of her, proceeding to kiss Kori's breasts, Kori mewed softly, very much enjoying the silver haired vixen's affections as Felicia gently kissed her way across one breast, pausing to suck on the erect nipple, before moving on and doing the same to the other boob. Kori lay back, savored the platinum-haired thief's affection and wondered why she'd never taken concubines of her own on Tamaran. Then again, she wasn't sure she'd have gotten anything done if she had...

Felicia slid down Kori's body and buried her head between the woman's thighs, taking the time to kiss Kori's lovely thighs. Kori was once again bursting with arousal... and she had just finished a long foursome with three other women. One of those women, MJ, was now watching Kori and her girlfriend, and the redheaded vixen was thoroughly enjoying the show, furiously pumping her fingers inside her own cunt. Is it like this on the Hellfire all the time? Kori wondered momentarily, before Felicia's tongue slid into her pussy... and then all she could focus on was that tongue swirling around down there.

It wasn't long before Kori climaxed again, and a torrent of pussy juice met with Felicia's eager tongue. Felicia pulled away from Kori's vagina and was quickly met with MJ's waiting mouth.

"Yummy, isn't she?" MJ grinned.

"Delicious," Felicia agreed.

"Now both of you, on all fours. There's something I wanna do," MJ requested.

Felicia and Kori excitedly obeyed the redhead and got into her desired position, their lovely asses in the air. MJ lightly traced their labias with her index finger, driving them wild with anticipation. Then MJ put her talented fingers to work inside her lovers' womanhoods, starting slowly, picking up pace as she went along. Kori & Felicia caught each others' gaze and began making out, which thrilled MJ. Soon, the three settled into a rhythm, Felicia and Kori's orgasms building as MJ finger-fucked them. MJ smiled as she looked at the two lovely rear ends in front of her. I love my work, she mused.

Several minutes later, Felicia climaxed, followed quickly by Kori. MJ withdrew her fingers and licked them greedily, while Kori and Felicia settled into each other's arms, facing one another. MJ slid up against Kori's back and spooned the princess, savoring the feelings of her tits grazing against the aliens woman's back, as well her mound brushing against Kori's smooth round butt.

"Can we keep her?" Felicia grinned.

"I certainly hope so," MJ wished.

Kori grinned widely. "I'd love to stay. I've barely been here a day, and the hospitality I've received has been second to none."

MJ kissed the back of Kori's neck. "And I'm just getting started. There are plenty of people aboard I'd love to introduce you to."

"Such as?" Kori asked.

"Well, for one, there's Gwen -- My, and Felicia's other girlfriend. She's an agent of the Queens, but she's away doing field work right now. Oh, and there's our champion, Anna Marie. And Kitty -- you'll like Kitty. Storm's always an incredible time. Laura is wild in all senses of the word. Then there are the other princesses -- ever had five gorgeous telepaths do you at once? It's unbelievable. God, I could go on and on," MJ enthused.

"It sounds like you have more than two girlfriends," Kori chuckled.

MJ and Felicia laughed. "Yeah, I guess we do," Felicia agreed. "But MJ & Gwen are my favorites."

"I'd love to get to know everyone," Kori mused. "I may have to get myself a more permanent home here. I must bring it up with Emma when we meet tomorrow. When I reclaim the throne from my sister, I hope we can have a more... permanent alliance."

"Oh, Emma," MJ mused. "The most hedonistic, pleasure-seeking, decadent women I've ever met... and I love her for it. I think you will too."

Felicia nodded in agreement. "Yeah, she's my kind of woman."

The three women cuddled together and made some more small talk before drifting off to sleep. Kori had come to the Hellfire to forge an alliance with the Queens of X, and now she didn't want to leave. Still, she had to, and she knew it. In the back of her mind, she worried about her people. Her homeworld. Her brother. Even her sister -- though Komand'r had done horrible things to her over the years, they'd be nothing compared to the consequences Blackfire would face if she dared cross Doom. Still, Kori took comfort in the fact that when she did go back to face her sister, she likely wouldn't be doing it alone.

Tamaran

While Starfire was enjoying her amorous activities aboard the Hellfire, her sister was busy following Emperor Doom's orders on Tamaran. Planning to fully conquer the Vega system and use the orange light of avarice on Okaara to corrupt those involved in the contest of champions, Doom had tasked Blackfire with preparing the Tamaranean armies. His demands meant that she was spending much less time with her slaves, and she was not happy about it. Though she had finally obtained the throne she'd coveted and finally managed to rid Tamaran of her hated brother and sister, making a deal with the devil had its consequences; in Komand'r's case, it was sacrificing her own personal pleasure to toil away to meet her new Emperor's demands.

This made Komand'r resentful and angry. Very angry. Angry enough to attract the attention of the Red Lanterns...

Which, of course, was exactly what Victor Von Doom had intended.