Vanished Sisters The Lycan King's Slave Island novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Natasha’s POV

The hand released my ass, and I felt him shift slightly behind me. Not leaving, but giving me space to turn.

I didn’t want to turn. Didn’t want to see who had discovered my secret.

But I had to know.

Slowly, I turned my head and looked over my shoulder.

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The Lycan was young-maybe late twenties in human appearance. Tall and lean, with sharp aristocratic features. His hair was dark and

swept back from a high forehead. His eyes were an unusual amber-green color that seemed to glow slightly in the afternoon light.

He was handsome. Objectively, undeniably handsome in a way that probably made him popular among both Lycan women and the human

slaves he chose to fuck.

And he was looking at me with an expression of calm certainty.

“Please,” I whispered. The word came out broken, desperate. “Please don’t tell them. I’ll do anything. Anything you want. Just please—”

“Shh.” He raised a finger to his lips. “Not so loud. Do you want everyone to hear?”

I fell silent immediately.

He studied me for a long moment. His eyes traveled over my face, my body, seeing past the disguise to what lay beneath.

Then he leaned in close again, his lips almost touching my ear.

“Find me,” he whispered.

“What? Why-”

“There’s a creek outside the fortress. The one where the male slaves bathe. Follow it downstream. About a mile south. You’ll find my

residence there.”

“I don’t-”

“Come alone,” he continued, ignoring my attempted protest. “Tell no one. If you bring company or try to betray me- His hand returned

to my ass, squeezing almost affectionately. “I’ll make sure everyone knows what you really are. And we both know what happens then.”

Then he was gone. Melting back into the crowd of Lycans before I could even process what had happened.

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I stood there shaking, my knees weak, my mind racing.

Who was that? What does he want? Is this a trap?

Does he want to fuck me? Kill me? Use me somehow?

And why not just expose me right now?

I had no answers. Only more questions and more fear.

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I forced myself to focus on the present. On surviving the next few minutes rather than worrying about three days from now.

The crowd was roaring now. Davelina stood in the center of the platform, naked and breathing hard, surrounded by aroused Lycans

pressing in from all sides.

They were all over her. Hands squeezing her breasts hard enough to leave marks. Fingers sliding between her legs, pushing into her pussy.

Mouths on her neck, her shoulders, biting and sucking.

Other Lycans crowded around, watching eagerly.

I couldn’t watch anymore. Couldn’t bear to see my sister being raped right in front of me while I stood helpless.

I turned away and stumbled toward the back of the platform. Toward the darkest corner where hopefully no one would notice me.

My legs gave out halfway there. I collapsed against the stone wall, sliding down until I was sitting with my knees drawn up to my chest.

And there, hidden in the shadows, I finally let myself cry properly.

Silent, wrenching sobs that shook my entire body. Tears that wouldn’t stop no matter how hard I tried to hold them back.

I’m sorry, Davelina. I’m so sorry. This is all my fault. All of it.

I should have been stronger. Should have been braver. Should have-

But there was no “should have.” There was only what was. And what was happening right now to my sister because I’d been too we

protect either of us.

Davelina’s POV

They descended on me like a pack of starving wolves.

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Hands grabbed me from every direction. Rough, calloused palms squeezing my breasts hard enough to make me gasp. Fingers digging into

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my ass, my thighs, my waist. Someone grabbed my hair and yanked my head back painfully.

“Such a perfect little body, one of them growled near my ear.

“I’m going to ruin this tight cunt, another said.

“No-fuck that-I want her ass first.”

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They were fighting over me. Arguing about which hole they’d violate first.

Oh God. This is really happening.

Mouths descended on my skin. Biting. Sucking. Leaving marks. Someone bit my shoulder hard enough to draw blood. Another latched onto

my breast, sucking my nipple so hard it hurt.

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Fingers slid between my legs from behind. I tensed, trying to close my thighs, but it was useless. They pried my legs apart easily.

One thick finger pushed into my pussy. Dry. Painful. I wasn’t wet-wasn’t aroused at all despite my body’s display. The finger forced its

way in, tearing slightly, making me cry out.

“Tight little cunt,” the Lycan behind me grunted. “Haven’t been fucked much, have you?”

He added a second finger, stretching me brutally. I whimpered, my hands coming up to push against the chests of the Lycans in front of

1. But they were immovable. Solid walls of muscle and cruelty.

“Please- I started.

Someone grabbed my face, squeezing my cheeks until my mouth opened. A thumb pushed inside, pressing down on my tongue.

“No talking,” the Lycan said. “Whores don’t talk. They just take what they’re given.”

Then I was being pushed backward. Stumbling. Unable to keep my balance with so many hands gripping me.

My back hit something hard-one of the tables. Plates and goblets scattered, crashing to the ground.

I was shoved down onto my back, the wooden surface rough against my skin. My legs were grabbed and spread wide, bent at the knees, my most intimate parts exposed to the crowd.

A Lycan moved between my spread thighs. I could see him clearly now-middle-aged, with gray streaking his dark hair and amber eyes that glowed with lust. His cock was already out, jutting from his open trousers.

Oh God. Oh God, it’s huge.

At least ten inches long. Thick as my wrist. The shaft was heavily veined, the head dark red and swollen, leaking clear fluid.

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“No- I gasped. “Please, wait-

He didn’t wait.

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Vanished Sisters: The Lycan King’s Slave Island

Chapter 74

Davelina’s POV

He grabbed my hips with both hands, positioned himself at my entrance, and thrust.

The pain was immediate and overwhelming. He was too big. I wasn’t wet enough. My body wasn’t ready.

But he didn’t care.

He forced his cock into me in one brutal stroke, tearing through my dry channel until he was buried to the hilt.

I screamed. Couldn’t help it. The pain was too much.

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“Fuck, you’re tight,” he grunted. “Feels fucking amazing.”

He pulled back and slammed in again. Hard. Punishing. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pain through my body.

The table shook beneath me. My breasts bounced with each impact. My hands scrabbled uselessly at the wood, looking for something to

hold onto.

“Take it, bitch,” he growled. “Take my cock like the whore you are.”

He set a brutal pace. Fast, deep strokes that felt like he was trying to split me in half. The wet, obscene sounds of flesh slapping against

flesh filled the air.

Other Lycans crowded around the table, watching eagerly. Some had their cocks out, stroking themselves while they waited their turn.

“Hurry up,” one of them said. “I want a go at her cunt.”

“I want her mouth,” another said.

“Fuck that-I’m taking her ass.”

The Lycan inside me grunted and his thrusts became more erratic. Faster. Harder.

Then he buried himself deep and I felt it-his cock pulsing inside me as he came. Hot seed flooding my pussy, so much of it that it started

leaking out around his shaft.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned. “Tight little cunt. So fucking good.”

He pulled out and stepped back. I tried to close my legs, tried to sit up, but hands immediately pushed me back down.

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