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Killer Frost dove her tongue deep into the man’s mouth.
He squirmed and moaned. She wasn’t sure if he wanted more of her or less. Not that it mattered.
The first few days, she had held back with him. Carefully exposing him to more and more of her cold power, until she was sure he was able to go as far as she needed him to.
She locked her lips with his and sucked hard. She could feel the frostbite making his skin brittle, but his body was fighting back.
The drugs had made him stronger. She had tinkered with the formula for weeks now, and he was only the latest lab rat she was using for testing. The others had slipped into comas from the drugs or from her ministrations. They needed enough drugs that they could handle her cold, but not too much that they overdosed.
It was hard to find the Goldilocks zone.
She broke the kiss and ran her hands over his lanky frame. It was important to get the physique right. The dosage could vary so much depending on body type.
She adjusted her position until he was poised at her entrance. He tried to twist away, but the restraints kept him in place. He shook his head, but she could see the desire in his eyes.
He knew that this was their last night together, and it wouldn’t end well. She knew she could hold back just a little, and then they could be together forever.
But he wasn’t her final goal.
She pressed down and felt him slide into her sex. His heat warmed up her cold interior, and she saw him shiver as the heat was sucked from his body. He was panting around the ring gag, and she could see his breath. His blue eyes were wild with fear.
But the male sex drive is a powerful beast, and all she had to do was squeeze around him slightly, and he was soon thrusting up into her with everything he had. All his blood was pumping, and her body was soaking up every bit of heat he had.
Soon, they were climaxing together. She screamed with pleasure, feeling warm and alive. Then she collapsed on the man’s chest, watching his eyes close and his body grow still.
She lay there for a few more minutes, relishing the delightful afterglow. But it never lasted long with her.
She grabbed a tiny flashlight and checked the man’s pupil dilation. Normally, she blindfolded her victims, but he had such perfect blue eyes that she couldn’t bring herself to hide them.
She slapped him lightly on the cheek and yelled at him to wake up. If she’d bothered to learn his name, she would have called it. Oh, well.
His coma had started, and she predicted it would last for a few more weeks. Time to dump him at an ER and move on.
She shrugged. It was fun while it lasted.
But now it was time to focus on her real target: Dr. Harry Wells.