Chapter 161: Purge the pure
Allen stood in the center of the chaos, his cock still slick with the lioness’s submission, the scent of sweat, fear, and arousal blooming like a storm around him. The glow from the crystals above pulsed with every breath, and the air was so thick with heat it felt like the whole underground pit had started to breathe—through him.
Dozens of beastkin surged forward, no longer begging for help. Now they begged for him. His touch, his cock, his mark. Allen didn’t hesitate. He grabbed the nearest girl—a foxkin with snow-white ears and a body made for sin. Her fur was streaked with grime, but her eyes burned with hunger.
She dropped to her knees before he even said a word, licking the length of his shaft, lapping up every trace of the lioness’s cum-soaked surrender. Her tail wagged uncontrollably behind her, brushing against other beastkin desperate to take her place.
He tangled his fingers in her hair and shoved himself into her throat, hard and deep, until she gagged and choked, drool spilling down her chin as her eyes rolled back. But she didn’t pull away. She pushed deeper, worshipping his cock with a reverence that had nothing to do with prayer—and everything to do with power.
Behind her, two other girls—one with tiger stripes across her toned arms and another trembling, tiny bunnykin with bruises on her thighs—began touching each other, eyes glued to Allen’s shaft sliding in and out of the foxgirl’s mouth.
The pit, once filled with cries of agony, now pulsed with moans, slaps, and the thick, wet squelch of beastkin fingers slipping into soaked, desperate holes.
Allen grunted and pulled out just before he came, grabbing the foxgirl’s head and jerking himself off all over her face, streaking her fur with hot ropes that clung to her cheeks and eyelashes. She whimpered, tongue out, licking at the air like a starving dog.
"Next," Allen growled.
The tiger-striped girl came forward, but didn’t kneel. She turned around, dropped to all fours, and lifted her ass—striped tail curling around his thigh as if begging to be yanked.
He grabbed it and yanked hard.
She yelped.
Then he plunged inside her, and the entire pit shuddered again.