Chapter 13: Marvel/DC crossover Part III - Beauty & the Bane

                                    

                                          
Hanvema had been injected with something after speaking with Bane. When she awoke she was in a bedroom wearing a white lace teddy. She glanced around and saw that she was alone. Immediately she walked to the window of the room, she could see she was in a high rise several stories up.
Suddenly the door opened behind her and there stood Bane, large and imposing as ever.
"You're awake. And it appears that you healed from your head injury. How do you feel?" He asked.
She looked down at the white lace teddy and made a face. "I feel fine. Why am I in this?"
"The white is an excellent contrast to your lovely blue skin." He said, his eyes drinking in her appearance.
"Whatever you think I'm going to do for you, you're wrong," she said.
He paused for a moment before taking a few short strides across the room. She backed up slightly but tried to stand her ground. He stopped barely a foot in front of her and loomed over by a good five inches. Hanvema was a warrior and she had a Symbiote in her blood. Not like Eddie and Venom, but it was in her DNA. The drug that had been injected into her neck, somehow was blocking her ability to bring it forth.
And oddly, she didn't want to attack him. Her body was acting very strangely around him and she was beginning to understand why.
"I simply want your presence near me. You are enchanting." He said, taking a lock of her hair, rubbing it in between his fingers.
Bane had an alpha male magnetism about him. Hanvema could feel her nipples harden and her core began to ache, she was getting moist. As if he could tell how he was affecting her, Bane placed a large hand on her lower back and brought her body against him. He was solid muscle, built for battle. She placed her hands on his chest, trying to keep some distance from him.
"Stop..." she said, but with little conviction.
Bane moved his hand lower and lifted the back of the teddy. Hanvema couldn't help it, she arched her back and pressed against him, so he proceeded. His large hand squeezed her right ass cheek and he lifted her hips up toward him, her mound pressed against his powerful body. She gripped his vest tightly and closed her eyes and moaned.
"You say stop, why?"
"Because...this is instinctual for me to be drawn to an alpha male. My species, it's in my blood. Besides, I'm with Eddie."
"Eddie?...So, restrain yourself," he challenged.
"I can't, I don't know why...but I can't, just stop this," she whimpered.
Bane brought a hand up to her cheek and stroked it. "I am sorry my blue goddess, but you are too tempting. If your body is telling me yes, I will take that just as well."
He then guided her to the bed and pushed her down on her stomach. Hanvema did not fight as her primitive brain was now taking over. In a normal state, Hanvema could easily push away her species' need to procreate with an alpha male. But she had been hit on the head, kidnapped and drugged, the combination of these stresses was a vile cocktail, inhibiting her brain from using logic.
The white teddy she wore rode up over her back, her bottom fully exposed to him. Only her white panties covered her now. Hanvema lost all inhibition and arched her back up and spread her legs for him. Bane's rough hands pulled her panties down and she felt him insert two large fingers into her supple vagina.
She moaned out into the mattress, gripping the sheets as Bane fucked her with his fingers. The penetration of his fingers opened up her pussy, her honey beginning to coat his fingers. He pulled out her wetness and spread it over her clit. Hanvema bucked her hips and whimpered. All her thoughts were focused only on pleasure. Her nipples, now hard cherry pits, rubbed against the mattress enhancing the sensation all the more.
"No...no...nuhhhh," she babbled into the mattress, but it meant nothing.
"Hush, my beauty. I am not letting such an opportunity pass me. A beautiful goddess visits my city on the eve of my triumph and I would be mad not to have her."
His thumb focused on her clit and when she began her orgasm, he unzipped his pants. He pulled her hips forward and she felt his huge member spread open her walls. Hanvema reared up into him, driving him deeper. She heard him groan and he gripped her hips harder. Bane then began to jack hammer her vagina. His powerful thrusts sent waves of pleasure through her and Hanvema could only moan, scream and cry as he dominated her.
When he was finished Hanvema fell to the mattress exhausted, Bane patted her bottom. He pulled up her panties and settled her teddy back down. He then pulled her up from the bed and held her in his powerful arms. He saw tears begin to well up in her eyes and he wiped away a tear that had dripped down on her cheek.
"No, no tears. You are mine now. Your guilt will be short-lived as your old lover, this...Eddie, will be dead before the week is out."