The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

The female was not a normal one, she had beastmen's blood in her body. She ran fast, the crowd intentionally gave her the way to run. Until a certain person spoke again. "If anyone gives her the way out, their entire family will suffer the same." The voice of the prince echoed in the mind of residents, their tears have dried long before, and their eyes cried without water.

The unfortunate female couldn't cross a single line after that announcement. She looked at Ezra and went on her knees. "Please show me mercy, I lost my husband in this war." Werehyenas and Werewolves always despised each other, how could she bear being humiliated by a werewolf in front of others?

"At least, make me his wife or concubine. Spare me my dignity!" She yelled helplessly.

"Hoh, dignity! What a heavy word for a bunch of bandits, did you dogs consider sparing our dignity when we were on the verge of destruction? Where was your dignity when you joined hands with Brownmane and raped residents of Bloodfang?

Around 50,000 unmarried girls of Bloodfang Kingdom became pregnant after their body was humiliated in war, 80,000 were raped to death and around 120,000 went missing, 11,000 reached at sex slave traders.

"Your war was against us werewolves yet you violated entire beastmen, not a single tribe on our side was spared and you want mercy?" There was a rage in his eyes, bloodshot eyes gazed at her.

He closed his eyes and murmured. "Fenrir...why are you forcing me to commit such crimes? There is no difference between those savages and me at this point.".

This was the advice of Fenrir, who calmly responded. "Who said there isn't any difference, there is and a big one at that."

Ezra pondered before asking "What it is?"

Fenrir grinned, revealing his sharp long fangs "You would be way crueller than them, your epic will make Satan envy you"

"You bastard... who is Satan?"

"Focus on the scene, don't ask too many questions". Ezra hmmed and opened his eyes

Theor reached and tore her brazer, he could have caught her in seconds but he intentionally let her run. Maybe, Ezra is not the only one who is crazy. His face formed a lustful grin as he witnessed the body of werehyena.

With another jerk her drawers were torn, she had olive skin, and her breast was big. Each side can fill the thirst of a wide hand, soft and plump.

Theor slowed and lowered his head down to her neck, her body violently fought back but a mortal could do nothing against a martial master.

Theor undressed, without worrying about his arse being seen by others. He held the needy female by her hands, her naked body glowed as city lights reflected on her sweat.

He opened his mouth "Hap" with a tapping sound he dropped his mouth on her udder, the fluffy and soft breast in his mouth drove him to another world "Phop" the soft chunk of meat forcefully dropped from his lips' suction. If one could describe the wiggle of her mammilla, he would describe it as a wave of the calm lake produced after being hit by a pebble.

But, it was not so dreamy for the female. Her legs were spread, and a crevice was visible. His cobra raised his head, prepared to invade the nest of a feeble bird.

~THAP~

The head entered the cave, without a bit of mercy.

~Thap Thap thap~

To plow the land, bumping uglies, to blow air with the bellows. Funny how many phrases there were for seizing the moment. Being a bookish kid, Ezra knew them all, but he never had been an embodiment of any of them.

~AAWW, HAAAHH, NAAHH, OUU-SSTOOP, UUMMMMM~

The cries of the lady were mixed with moans. "Huh... Does she have a hardcore fetish? She seems to be enjoying the punishment."

Soon after the work has been done, the naked man stood while the woman was laying on the ground, there was no strength left in her body.

Theor sit on his buttocks and dragged her towards him. "Hah? What are... you doing... you nasty animal." She cussed, her mind and body were battling for control.

The strength of Theor compared to the lady was not surprising, he picked her up and land her on his johnson.

"Stop it please, it... it's hurting." She cried. But this time, she was different, there was a 'yes' in her 'no' this time.

"Ride on my flagpole, lady." Theor said as he shoved his tool into her pool.

~FLUURP, THIIRRIP, SLURP~

The sound of their intercourse was like one has run out of ketchup and is pressing the bottle to spit out a little more.

Soon after the work has been done as she ejaculated, her squirt sprinkled all over Theor. For Ezra and some others, it was fun watching. As for others, it was horrific and terrorizing, the residents hid their young girls behind the elders.

There were hints of shame and anger in some of Bloodfang's troops, but no one dared to raise a voice.

"Come here, Theor" said Prince.

The young man dipped in sweat and squirt came and bowed.

"What weapon do you want?" Prince asked

"I use dual swords, your majesty" Theor answered in respect.

"Any particularity?"

"Yes, your majesty, Both swords should short and curved." Theor defined.

After some moments, two short swords emerged in his hand, covered in a flash of blinding light.

The light vanished and everyone saw the treasures, two short swords, slightly curved and extremely sharp. Having a crescent mark on the hilt.

Ezra stood and bestowed the swords on Theor. "I, Ezra Zephyr, hereby bestow these swords upon Theor Galearms. The name of this sword set is 'Loyal Crescent'. As the name suggests, it's a reward for his loyalty towards the Crown Prince."

Theor bent a knee and raised his both hands, showing his palms. "I, Theor Galearms, accept the rewards."

The atmosphere changed, envy and regret were visible to other masters who missed the chance.

Theor respectfully looked at Ezra and said something. Only a few were able to overhear, and more than half of them were astonished.

"This is your wish, Theor. Do as you like, you have my permission." Said the prince as he smiled.

Theor stepped towards the half-conscious lady.

"What! that monster doing it again"

"That poor soul will die"

"Sshhh, you fools. Do you want the same fate as her? Shut up." the residents murmured

Theor lowered his head and kissed her neck and whispered. "I swear on my family's name that I will make you my concubine. His majesty has given his permission as well, rest here for a few days. I'll come to take you"

A few drops of tears fell from her eyes, she opened her mouth to say something but her body was exhausted.

"It's okay, Sleep for now." Theor tapped her head and the lady closed her eyes as she went asleep.