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"So you had prey but kept him all to yourselves?" The tall, beefy and green-skinned woman said as she entered, her serpent-like eyes a glowing red with gold slits. Her ears were long and pretty pointy like an elf's. However, she had two fangs sticking up on the ends of her lower lip.

Vilian couldn't tell what she was. Or was she perhaps a mix of serpent, orc and dark elf? Still, he didn't want to rail his brains out.

"Lady Kennifer," Virenna began with a coquettish tone, "...why would we keep such quality fresh meat to ourselves?"

"You think I'm a moron?" Her question was met with silence.

"Or do you think I didn't hear what you guys told these two brats?" Kennifer queried once more.

"Correction, Miss Kennifer. We're not brats," one of the men pointed out after clearing his throat. The three females, however, kept quiet, their gazes averted. 

"You didn't want to deliver his important bits to me. You wanted him all to yourselves. How dare you?" she thundered, causing the trio, along with Vilian, to flinch.

This woman was quite fearsome. An entity that the trio feared didn't mean any good news for him. The one who wanted to feast on his dick was here, and she didn't look a bit amused.

"Well... It's not that we decided not to hand him over from the start. In fact, we were eager to. Things went awry after I tasted his Willy. We just wanted him to get hard and extract his cum, which would taste very good with the drink and prick meat. It's just..." Virenna sighed, barely able to provide much explanation beyond that.

How could she tell the enraged female that she still wanted to be pounded like mad? That her cunt had been throbbing, and watching him fuck Lizara made her extremely jealous and anxious?

"You simply tasted his tool with your lower lips, and that made you want to disobey my longtime command?" Kennifer growled again.

"We're sorry," Virenna apologised with a slight bow.

The latter scoffed. "An apology does nothing. If these two didn't come to find me, I wouldn't have known what you vile scums were fucking planning. Depriving me of a meal just because its quality is off the charts,"

 "Then... why don't you have a taste of him?" Lizara suggested nervously.

Kennifer, wearing a disgusted expression, scoffed once more. "Why would I let him fuck me? By the way, the last person I fucked ten years ago, I ended up eating his dick and eyes. No man, especially a human, can satisfy me."

Well...that was true. Kennifer was a sex machine when the need called. The last male she fucked died of exhaustion and he even had two penises for that matter! 

"Well, um...Lady Kennifer, if you don't mind, before you take this prey away, and punish us, allow me to taste his dick with my lower lips," said a desperate Freya. No matter what, she had to get railed by Vilian somehow.

"I mind!" the pink-haired female spat, her eyes glowing golden.

"Why?" Freya wasn't ready to give up just yet. She had to keep trying.

"How dare you question me?" Kennifer thundered, her glowing eyes shooting out golden beams in Freya's direction.

The latter vanished just before the rays could hit her and then reappeared, levitating. "That isn't nice, Lady Kennifer," Freya said with hostility.

The pink-haired female was a bit taken aback. "What, you wanna fight me?" she raised a questioning brow.

"If it's for the chance of getting laid till I pass out, then it's a resounding yes," Freya spat, her hair already fluttering. Midair, she assumed a fighting pose, her jaws set in determination.

Kennifer found this interesting.

These three had never once gone against her order, but for a prey, a human at that, they did, and this Freya was so hostile against her.

It made her even more curious. 

Sex. She hadn't experienced that in ten years. Ignoring the ired Freya, she headed to the table and assessed Vilian with her glowing eyes. 

Though understandably afraid of her, he kept up a composed front, making her scoff in amusement. 

Her eyes fell on his cock, and she nodded, "Not bad," she commented, with what seemed to be a small smile across her face. This gave him some hope- hope that she might actually spare him. 

"What's so good about you that Freya's intending to rebel?" She queried. 

"I can't really tell."

"You lie," her right fingers suddenly encircled his throat. She wasn't exerting pressure, but with the kind of look on her face, she might break his neck anytime soon. 

"I'm sorry," he pleaded. 

"How dare you lie to me? Is your head bored of sitting on your neck? Does it wanna kiss the floor? Or serve as a football?"

Vilian shook his head, "Forgive me, Lady Kennifer," he beseeched. 

She harrumphed and let go of his neck.

Then, she flicked her fingers. Her clothes immediately disappeared, shocking everyone, especially Freya. 

Who was it that said no male could make her part her thighs? Why did she now seem eager to taste Vilian? 

"I just want to know why Freya is even more hostile towards me," Kennifer rolled her eyes as she got on the table and spread her legs apart, even holding them herself, her core already throbbing in anticipation. 

Vilian could see that she was already wet. 

"Alright, don't waste more time. Stick that dick in, let me feel and taste." The pink-haired female ordered, but Vilian shook his head, leading her to frown. 

"What? You dare to refuse my order? How dare you? Are you tired of living?" She upbraided. 

He shook his head again and then drew forward, lowering his head to peck her forehead. 

"You..." She was speechless. 

All the previous males she fucked... none of them had ever taken the initiative to kiss her forehead. 

Vilian started planting kisses all over her face, but excluded her lips, just as he did with Lizara and Virenna. 

Freya was no more levitating, but she was very jealous. Even now, she was holding back her tears. 

What if Kennifer dragged him away to be her male concubine? That means no cock would fill her up until the next prey lands in their lair. 

She really felt pained. 

Lizara walked to her and began to comfort her, but Freya didn't want to be comforted. 

As much as she tried to will back the tears, one of them still slid down her right cheek, setting the pace for others.