Phei wanted more even after he drank all her come...

...He wanted to push her past every limit she had ever known.

Phei closed his eyes for half a heartbeat and reached inward, calling on the ancient Void-Ice that lived in his blood and bones.

He didn’t need to force it; he simply invited it, a quiet, deliberate command that flowed from the core of his power straight into his tongue.

His element’s essence answered instantly:

A cool crystalline chill bloomed at the root of his tongue, spreading outward like frost forming on glass, turning the warm, wet muscle into something icy-smooth and wickedly precise; tiny sparks of frost danced along the surface of his tongue, visible for a split second as glittering blue-white flecks before they melted into pure, controlled cold.

The temperature dropped slowly, deliberately, until his tongue felt like chilled silk wrapped around living ice; it was cold enough to shock but gentle enough not to burn.

Catrina gasped the moment the first wave of cold brushed her swollen outer pussy and her folds.

"B-Boss... what are you— ah—!"

He didn’t answer with words; Phei had answered by dragging his now-iced tongue slowly through the very very center of her spread cunt, from the very bottom of her dripping entrance all the way up to her swollen clit.

The contrast was devastating; her scorching velvety heat met the freezing silk of his tongue.

Catrina’s entire body jerked violently, a full-body shiver racing through her as her thighs clamped around his head for a heartbeat before they trembled open again.

"Oh— oh no— so cold inside me— it feels... it feels too good but I’m shaking so much—" she whimpered, voice small and innocent, the shy confusion of a girl who had never known pleasure this intense.

"B-Boss, I-I am all tingly and freezing and burning... I— I don’t... please tell me I’m being good for you..."

Phei groaned against her cunt, the sound vibrating through her.

He curled his iced tongue inside her tight vaginal entrance, stroking the upper wall with slow, deliberate pressure while he sucked gently on her swollen outer labia. The cold made her inner walls flutter wildly around him, clenching and releasing in frantic little spasms that milked his tongue like she was trying to pull the chill deeper.

Fresh juice jetted out of her pussy around his tongue, warmer than ever against the icy intrusion, and he drank it down greedily.

He took his time:

Long and deep thrusts of his cold tongue fucking her steadily while his hands never stopped moving, one hand squeezing and tugging her stiff nipple, the other sliding between her cheeks to circle the tight pink ring of her asshole with a cool fingertip.

Every time he pushed his tongue as deep as it would go, her whole body would spasm, a violent tremor rolling through her stomach and thighs. Her hanging breasts swayed heavily beneath her, dark nipples so tight they looked painful. Her voice cracked into soft, clumsy little cries.

"B-Boss... your tongue is so cold... my pussy... it’s... I feel like I’m going to fall apart... p-please don’t stop... but I’m scared I’ll make a mess on your face..."

Phei pulled his tongue out slowly, letting her feel every freezing inch slide free, coated thick with her slick.

Strings of her juice stretched between his mouth and her fluttering entrance before they snapped. He didn’t give her time to breathe. He plunged back in, deeper this time, fucking her with long, steady strokes of his iced tongue while his lips stayed sealed around her outer labia, sucking and tugging on the puffy folds.

Then he focused on her clit:

Phei sealed his mouth over the stiff, swollen bud and pressed the full, icy flat of his tongue against it.

The cold hit her like lightning; Catrina’s entire body locked up for half a second — a full-body tremor so strong her arms gave out and she dropped forward onto her elbows, ass still high in the air, her face pressing helplessly into the sheets beside his head.

"Ah— B-Boss— it’s too cold on my clit— I— I’m— I can’t—!"

Her thighs started shaking uncontrollably, a violent, uncontrollable spasm that made her hips jerk and grind down against his face without any rhythm at all. Her pussy clenched hard around nothing, then fluttered wildly as a fresh flood of hot arousal gushed out of her entrance and dripped onto his chin.

The cold on her clit combined with the lingering chill deep inside her cunt created a tremor that rolled through her like electricity — her stomach tightened, her breasts jiggled with every violent shake while her asshole twitched visibly above her dripping hole.

Phei didn’t pull away; he kept the icy flat of his tongue pressed firmly against her swollen clit, flicking it gently while his hands held her hips down, forcing her to feel every second of the overwhelming sensation.

One of his hand slid up to cup and squeeze her hanging breast, pinching the stiff nipple hard enough to make her sob.

"Come for me, little one," he murmured against her clit, voice warm and steady even as his tongue remained deliciously cold. "Don’t fight it. Let that pretty pussy come all over my face. I’ve got you, sweetheart — I’m right here."

The orgasm hit her like a storm.

Catrina’s whole body convulsed above him, a full, helpless spasm that made her cry out in a high, broken, innocent wail.

Her thighs clamped around his head, shaking violently as her cunt clenched and released in powerful, rhythmic waves.

Her squirt came in a hot, powerful jets of her release shooting straight onto his iced tongue and flooding his mouth in thick, sweet bursts:

The contrast of her scorching squirt hitting the freezing surface of his tongue made her scream, her clit shaking and pulsing wildly under the cold pressure as another jet gushed out, then another, soaking his face and chin.

"B-Boss— I’m coming— I’m squi— it’s so much— I can’t stop— ahh— I’m losing all my strength— please hold me— I feel like I’m breaking apart but it feels so good—!"

Her voice cracked into soft, overwhelmed sobs as jet after jet of her hot squirt hit his iced tongue and spilled down his throat.

Catrina’s entire body lost all power in that moment and her arms gave out completely, her hips collapsed forward, and she fell heavily onto his face, her dripping cunt and trembling asshole pressing right against his mouth and nose as the final, violent spasms tore through her.

Her full breasts squished against his chest, dark nipples dragging across his skin while her thighs shook uncontrollably around his head.

Phei kept his iced tongue pressed against her pulsing clit through the entire overwhelming release, gentle flicks and steady pressure drawing it out longer, making her tremble and sob and squirt again in smaller, helpless spurts until her body finally went limp...

’She passed out.’

Catrina’s breathing slowed into soft, exhausted little puffs against the sheets as her eyes fluttered closed, her whole body slack and trembling in the aftermath.

Phei eased the cold from his tongue, replacing it with warm, soothing licks that cleaned her swollen, sensitive folds. He pressed soft kisses to her dripping cunt and the trembling skin of her inner thighs, murmuring gentle praise against her heated flesh while his hands stroked her back and hips in slow, reassuring circles.

"That’s my good girl... you did so beautifully. Hah! Look at the mess you made for me. I’ve got you, Cat. Breathe... I’m right here. Rest now, sweetheart..."

"...I’ve got you."

Her soft, shaky whimpers faded into quiet, sated silence as she lay collapsed on top of him, completely spent, completely his.