In a secret Marvel rival gathering, Emma Frost, the White Queen, commands the room with her sultry presence. Her eyes, shaded by her signature cat-eye mask, scan the line-up of heroes, their cocks straining against their costumes, eagerly awaiting her touch. She purrs, her voice laced with desire, "Which one of you will satisfy my hunger today?" Her hands, adorned with ruby rings, caress her voluptuous body, her fingers dipping into her cleavage, teasing her nipples. She turns, her ass pressing against a lucky hero's cock, grinding slowly as she continues her taunting, "Who's ready to be devoured by the Marvel whore?"