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I stare at my hands dejectedly, hearing the tiny patter of Pebbles’ footsteps approaching. She stands before me, still much smaller despite me being seated. Her face is full of pity and worry as she looks up into my eyes. “I can feel your sorrow and disappointment Krogoth, it’s so strong I couldn’t live withmyself knowing I was causing you such terrible pain,” she whispers.

“Pain is fleeting. I will endure it,” I promise her, my eyes as hard as arcweave.

Pebbles remains unfazed. “You won’t have to.” She places her hands on mine, smiling. “I will be your Chieftainess, if you’ll still have me?” she asks sweetly.

My Chieftainess.

Chapter 14

Roxanne

The Gift

My heart flutters inmy chest and nausea lurches my stomach. I hold Krogoth’s piercing gaze as his face is one of disbelief.Why didn’t I just agree to be his Chieftainess from the beginning? I’ve ruined this moment for the both of us.He is right; he knows me too well, this alien of mine. If I’m being honest with myself, I’m just full of fear and doubt.

“One moment you reject me, and the next you change your mind?” Krogoth says slowly, his face hard as stone. I can barely look at him, feeling so awful for the rollercoaster of emotions I inflicted on him. “I don’t understand. Is this some kind of test or game?” He continues.

The Mortakin-Tok left me with some of Machsin’s abilities. I had nearly choked when I read the desires of one olderKlendathian who was thinking some seriously lewd thoughts when we spoke. And I tested it with several other people within Draxru, all with success. It’s truly amazing. I can still hardly believe it, but sometimes knowing too much can also be a curse... like now.

Krogoth feels things more... strongly. When I tap into his mind, if his passions are running high, I almost get swept up by their intensity.It’s a wonder he manages to function at all.He’s like a self-contained tornado. Feeling his emotions moments ago virtually brought me to tears, both for the turmoil I was causing him and the sheer force of his sadness and despair.

“I’m really sorry, Krogoth,” I plead, clutching his massive, powerful hands. “There’s no game, just my stupid doubts getting in the way.”

Krogoth face softens from one of stone to one of clay. “A fickle warrior is not a reliable warrior. What if you change your mind during a clan meeting?”

“Come on, Krogoth, you’re just being mean now.” A chuckle escapes me, hoping to diffuse the tension and appeal to his usual good humor. “I promise not to quit being your Chieftainess.” I squeeze his hand.

“That remains to be seen.” A quivering, hardly contained smile dances on Krogoth’s lips.I’m getting through to him!“What if you lay naked, panting heavily, chained tightly to rock, and a herd of stampeding boracks are charging towards you? But the only way to escape is to renounce being Chieftainess?” he leans back in his seat, a silly smile plastered on his face. “What do you say now?”

I can’t help but laugh at his absurdly stupid scenario, and from the joy that he’s lightened up again. “That’s very good Krogoth. Not sure why I have to be naked in this one though?” I ask.

He smirks. “It adds an element of vulnerability, making your choice increasingly more difficult.”

“Ah, of course,” I smile.

Krogoth taps his finger impatiently. “Quickly now, the boracks are very close.”

I place a hand to my chin mockingly. “Let’s see, well, the last thing I would do is renounce being Chieftainess. That’s obvious. Then I would probably cry for help, hoping for my big strong Mortakin-Kai to come and save me,” I say in a teasing tone, as I move in closer, half way ascending his massive chair.

Krogoth smiles as he picks me up, setting me onto his lap. “Not bad,” he nuzzles his nose against my own, which tickles me. “As I said before, I’d be honored to have you as Chieftainess... so long as you’re doing it for the right reasons.”

Twisting, I turn my body to directly face at Krogoth, staring at him full of intent. “I’ll probably be awful at it, but I’ll do it, because I love you.” The butterflies in my stomach flutter like albatrosses.

Krogoth’s face brightens, a broad smile crossing his lips. “Excellent, Pebbles, you won’t regret it!” he exclaims. His massive hands grasp me around the buttocks, pulling me in tighter. “I love you too. My little Chieftainess.” He kisses me gently on the lips, before pulling his head back to show his eyes full of burning intensity.

My pulse rises looking at him as I feel his rapidly hardening manhood pushing beneath my dress. “What’s going on down there?” I ask coyly, rocking my hips back and forth, bringing a delightful moan from my man.

He wraps me up in his enormous arms, kissing me along the neck, as he runs his hands through my hair and down the small of my back, sending tingles rippling over me. “It’s a surprise.” he flashes his fangs at me as his stunning purple eyes mist lightly, making my heart beat faster.

I throw my head back, enjoying his touches and kisses assailing my body, sending jolts of pleasure through into myrapidly glistening pussy. “You can’t surprise me with something that big,” I chuckle between heavy breaths and moans.

He hitches up my flowing deep purple dress around my waist, as he greedily strokes my thighs, working closer and closer to my eager opening. “Krogoth, what if someone comes in?” I whisper in weak protest. I continue rubbing my hips along his rock-hard member, revealing the truth behind the words.

He flicks his head back, causing a tassel of raven black hair to flow through the air. My neck and exposed cleavage are already missing his attention. “This is my hall,” he says boldly, as he moves his hand to stroke delightfully along my slick wetness, forcing a gasp from my lips. “It’s here at my pleasure.”

I wrestle his leather trousers down awkwardly in my hasted need, revealing his enormous, engorged cock. Biting my lip, I feel a flutter of anxiety looking upon its sheer size even now, after having taken it many times. “I need you inside me now,” I declare, panting.

Krogoth takes his manhood, lining it up against my eager pussy as I scoot up, creating enough distance. “Such a demanding Chieftainess,” he whispers. My heart pounds in my chest, hovering over his massive penis on the precipice, as my man is about to penetrate deeply into me. He rocks his hips, pushing the glistening head of his red cock into my expanding swollen lips, causing a squeal of pleasure to squeeze through my clenched teeth.

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