Chapter 351: Ready to F*ck (18+)

Chapter 351: Ready to F*ck (18+)

Bob marveled at Beatrice’s majestic figure as she landed gracefully on her feet after slicing off half of the demonling’s claws. And as the demonling recoiled, screeching in pain, Beatrice did not stop pressing her advantage. Her experience with Peter and Wendy was a valuable lesson. The moment Beatrice saw that her claws could cut through the demonling, she made her decision. The demonling had four more undamaged legs, and that was four too many.

With each swipe, she further amputated the demonling, throwing it off balance, making it even more exposed to further attacks. Easy... Too easy... Beatrice couldn’t help but think that, but it only made her be more cautious, careful not to make a misstep, on a look out for some surprise attack.

This resulted in the demonling getting methodically cut piece by piece. What counter attacks the demon attempted attempted were giant, telegraphed swings which Beatrice easily avoided before further shortening the attacking appendage. Before long, the demonling rolled on the ground until Beatrice put if out of its misery and sliced its head to pieces.

Beatrice stood up before a pile of sliced meat and bug parts, watching it for any signs of life.



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“I have so many questions,” Beatrice said, contemplating how to deal with the beastkin. Handing her over to the eunuchs for them to test out her “gifts” was almost too obvious of an option, but Beatrice was worried whether Felicia would even survive such an encounter.

“Ah, I have a question too!” Felicia grinned. “Won’t you get down on all fours and suck me off?”

“...”

“Cumming like this feels great, but I want more! What does a blowjob feel like? The least you could do is make me cum with your mouth and lick me clean for all you’ve done! Oh, lick my pussy after that while I masturbate! I want to try that too! Ah! What’s with that look!? Don’t you want to? ‘Don’t you want to live?’, I mean.”

Beatrice caught a momentary malicious glare from Felicia who then shuddered from an unexpected surge of pleasure when she tried to touch with her pussy while fantasizing about having it licked. And past Felicia’s moans, Beatrice heard an unnerving sound coming over the edge of the arena. What at first was so faint that she didn’t even hear it, now grew louder and louder. An ominously familiar sound that Beatrice learned just a couple minutes ago. The skittering of countless legs.

“Get away from the edge!” Beatrice screamed to Bob and Carl just as the first demonlings crawled over the edge right next to her and Felicia.