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.

"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.

"Where do you think you're going?" Another Lycan took the first one's place. "We're not done with you yet."

This one was younger. Broader. His cock was even bigger than the first—maybe eleven inches, grotesquely thick, the head flared and angry-looking.

*I can't. I can't take that. It's too big.*

But I didn't have a choice.

He pushed into me in one savage thrust. My pussy was slick with the first man's cum, which made entry easier, but the size was still agonizing.

I felt like I was being split apart. Like my body couldn't possibly accommodate something so large.

"Holy fuck," he groaned. "She's so fucking tight even with cum in her. God, I could fuck this pussy all night."

He started moving. Long, deep strokes that hit something inside me—my cervix maybe—sending sharp pain radiating through my pelvis.

I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood, trying not to scream again. Trying to endure.

His hands grabbed my breasts, squeezing brutally. His fingers found my nipples and twisted, making me cry out.

"That's it," he panted. "Make noise. I want to hear you scream while I fuck you."

He leaned down, putting his weight on me, and bit my neck. Hard. Breaking skin. I could feel blood trickling down my throat.

His thrusts became more violent. The table was shaking so hard now I thought it might collapse. My whole body jolted with each impact.

"Gonna fill this cunt up," he grunted. "Gonna breed you like the bitch you are."

A few more brutal thrusts and then he was cumming too. Adding his seed to the first man's. So much cum that my pussy couldn't hold it all—it leaked out, running down my ass, pooling on the table beneath me.

He pulled out and another immediately took his place.

And another after that.

And another.

I lost count. Five? Six? More?

They took turns fucking me. Using my body. Each one deposited his load inside me until my pussy was overflowing with their combined seed.

Some of them didn't want to wait for my cunt. They grabbed my hand and wrapped it around their cocks, making me stroke them until they came on my face, my breasts, my stomach.

One Lycan grabbed my hair and forced his cock into my mouth. He was huge—I couldn't possibly fit all of him. But he didn't care. Just kept pushing, making me gag and choke, until the head hit the back of my throat.

He fucked my mouth roughly, his cock sliding in and out, making me drool and struggle for breath. When he came, he held my head down, forcing me to swallow his thick, bitter seed. I gagged but managed not to vomit.

Another pulled out of my pussy and shoved his cum-slick cock against my ass. I tried to protest but couldn't speak—my throat was too raw from being face-fucked.

He pushed. The head of his cock breached my tight hole. The pain was indescribable.

"No!" I managed to gasp. "Please, not there—"

He ignored me. Just kept pushing until his entire length was buried in my ass.

Then he started thrusting. Rough, punishing strokes that made me see stars. I'd never been fucked there before. The pain was worse than anything—worse than my pussy, worse than my mouth.

He lasted longer than the others. Maybe because my ass was tighter. Maybe because he was enjoying my pain.

When he finally came, he pulled out and sprayed his cum across my back and ass.

By the time they were done, I was covered. Absolutely drenched in their seed.

It was in my hair. On my face. Dripping from my chin. Coating my breasts and stomach. Running down my thighs. Leaking from both my pussy and my ass.

The smell was overwhelming. Musky and animal. It filled my nose, my mouth, made me want to retch.

I lay on the table, barely conscious, my body a mass of pain and violation.

*Is it over? Please let it be over.*

But I should have known better.

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I heard footsteps. Heavy boots on stone.

Then Lord Sebastian's voice, dripping with false pleasantness.

"Well, well. That was quite a show. You certainly know how to entertain a crowd."

I couldn't respond. Could barely move. Just lay there, cum-covered and broken.

Sebastian walked around the table, looking down at me with cold satisfaction.

"But you made a mistake," he continued. "You challenged me. Undermined my authority. "

He held up something. Through my blurred vision, I saw it was a whip. Long and black, with multiple braided leather tails.

*No. Please, no more.*