Vanished Sisters The Lycan King's Slave Island novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Natasha’s POV

72

The redhead pulled back slightly, bringing one hand down between the brunette’s legs. She slid two fingers into the brunette’s opening-

they went in easily, the brunette already wet.

The brunette moaned loudly as the redhead’s fingers began pumping in and out. The wet sounds of penetration mixed with her

increasingly desperate moans.

“Harder,” the noble said. “Fuck her harder. Make her scream.”

The redhead increased her pace, her fingers driving deeper and faster. Her mouth returned to the brunette’s clit, sucking and licking with

renewed vigor.

The brunette’s hands clutched at the table. Her whole body tensed. “Oh-oh God-I’m-”

“That’s it,” the noble said. “Come for us, you little whore. Let everyone see you come.”

The brunette’s back arched violently. A strangled cry escaped her throat. Her thighs clamped around the redhead’s head.

And then she came. Hard.

Fluid’ gushed from her pussy, soaking the redhead’s face and hand. The brunette convulsed on the table, her whole body shaking with the

force of her orgasm.

The Lycans cheered and howled. Some of them were openly masturbating now, their cocks out, stroking themselves as they watched.

The brunette collapsed back onto the table, gasping for breath. The redhead pulled away, her face glistening with the other woman’s

fluids.

“Beautiful,” Sebastian said. “Absolutely beautiful.”

He looked around at the other female slaves. “More! I want to see more! You-blonde-get on that other table. You- He pointed at

another woman. “-do the same to her.”

The scene on the platform descended into chaos.

More women were stripped and commanded to perform. Some were made to dance. Others were ordered to touch each other, to kiss, to use their mouths and hands on each other’s bodies.

The sounds of female moans and gasps mixed with the male grunts and groans of the Lycans pleasuring themselves.

1/3

14:47 Fri, Feb 27 d…

Chapter 69

72

And below us, the games continued. More men fought and died on the blood-soaked sand. But no one on the platform cared anymore. The violence below had been replaced by the sexual violence above.

The Lycans grew bolder as they grew drunker.

They began reaching out to grab the female slaves as they passed. Hands groped breasts and asses. Fingers slid between legs without

permission or warning.

The rules-the prohibition against touching the serving slaves until after the games-were being ignored completely now.

They don’t care about rules anymore. They’re too drunk, too aroused, too lost in the moment.

I tried to stay near the back of the platform, tried to remain invisible. But it was impossible. There were too many Lycans, too much

chaos.

A hand grabbed my ass as I refilled someone’s wine cup. I flinched but didn’t pull away. Just kept pouring, my face burning with shame.

“Nice and firm,” the Lycan said, squeezing hard enough to bruise. “I’m going to enjoy fucking this later.”

He released me and I hurried away, my legs shaking.

Stay calm, Stay invisible. Just survive.

But it was getting harder. The platform had become a scene of complete debauchery.

Several Lycans had pulled out their cocks and were openly stroking themselves as they watched the female slaves perform. Their members

were huge-eight, nine, even ten inches long, thick as a woman’s wrist, with prominent veins and bulbous heads already leaking pre-cum.

One Lycan-a young officer with dark hair-grabbed a passing female slave and pulled her close. He aimed his cock at her face and

continued stroking.

“Open your mouth, he commanded.

The woman obeyed, her eyes squeezed shut.

The Lycan grunted and his cock erupted. Thick ropes of cum splattered across the woman’s face, coating her cheeks and lips. Some landed

in her open mouth. More splashed down onto her exposed breasts.

He didn’t stop. Just kept stroking, milking every last drop onto her. By the time he finished, she was drenched in his seed-her face, her

hair, her chest all covered in sticky white fluid.

“Good girl, the Lycan said, patting her head like a dog. “Now go serve someone else.”

2/3

14:47 Fri, Feb 27 d..

Chapter 69

The woman stumbled away, cum dripping from her face, her expression completely blank.

72

More Lycans followed suit. They grabbed female slaves at random and used them as targets for their release. Some aimed for faces. Others

aimed for breasts or stomachs. A few made the women kneel and open their mouths, then came directly onto their tongues.

The platform was becoming slick with spilled wine, sweat, and semen. The air smelled of sex and alcohol and blood from the arena below.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify