Chapter 39: "Your chances of survival would likely increase if you don't resist," the grand lord continued. "If you fight or pull away, it will become more aggressive and harm you severely. Its instincts are on high alert. Even if it bites, scratches, or claws at you, try your best not to fight back or trigger the hunter that sees everything as a threat to be torn apart." "Oh, Light above!" Aekeira sobbed, her hands pressed firmly against her mouth, her eyes wide with horror. "If the beast enters your virgin ass without proper preparation, it will tear you apart. Your only hope now is to arouse it enough so that it releases a copious amount of precum, which you can use as lubrication to ease the way. Present to him. Do not forget, present to him," Lord Vladya repeated firmly. Emeriel could sense another wave of heat coming, but he fought hard to suppress it. The presence of the beast seemed to have momentarily calmed his heat, but the underlying prickling sensation remained… just beneath his skin. "May your gods protect you, but we must leave. The beast cannot sense our presence, or it will attack," Lord Vladya said, taking hold of Aekeira and beginning to pull her away. He practically dragged her as they moved away from the door. Lord Ottai shook his head, pity clear in his eyes. "Do not resist, do not fight. Hope to hell your blood does not entice him. The beast must not drink from you, or it will drain you completely dry. May your gods be with you," he added before turning and following Lord Vladya. Only Madam Livia remained. "Please, d-don't leave, Madam Livia. I-I'm scared," Emeriel pleaded, tears trailing down his cheeks. He didn't want to be left alone with the beast. The thought alone filled him with overwhelming panic. "Don't leav-" Another wave of spasms washed over him, and he cried out in agony. The beast snarled, then raised a massive paw and, with two swift motions-like an X-it tore Emeriel's clothes, both his outer and inner garments, leaving them in tatters on the ground. Lɒtєst ϲh????ptєrs ιn g????lnovеℓ????.???????????? Emeriel cried out, his eyes wide with horror, expecting to find himself torn and bleeding. But, to his relief, it was only his clothes that lay in shreds. He stood half-naked, the binds still around his chest. The beast snarled again, slashing at the bandage and ripping it from his chest. Emeriel's breasts spilled out, full and achingly aroused, his nipples standing erect. In the same manner, the creature turned its attention to his breeches and reduced them to shreds. Before long, Emeriel stood completely nude, vulnerable to the hungry gaze of the beast. The beast lifted him off his feet and hurled him onto the bed. "I will step out of sight, but I will be right outside," Madam Livia's voice sounded distant. Emeriel's entire being buzzed with a mixture of arousal and fear, his attention entirely on the beast staring at him as if he were a fresh meal to be devoured. Why is my body so attuned to this feral? The beast's manhood stood erect and heavy, curved at the tip-red, angry, and glistening with precum. Although Emeriel was afraid of the intimidating weapon before him, a rush of liquid flooded from between his legs, coating the portion of the bed beneath him. Seeing himself so exposed, with his feminine parts laid bare, it was difficult for Emeriel to perceive himself as male at that moment. So hard for him to view himself as the disguise he had lived his entire life. Plump breasts, elongated and sensitive nipples, a bare vagina, and a swollen, glistening clitoris-all he saw was the female she truly was. A terrified, aroused female who was about to be mounted by the most feared beast in Urekai. The gods help me, she thought. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!