Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties

"Yes... Damien."

Claire mumbled, paving her lips slowly for the face towering over hers. Her hot lips touched his soft lips, delivering the passion to his heart. She held unto the kiss for a while, ploughing deeper. His warm palm slowly gliding down her neck to the swell of her titties.

"Claire... Claire..."

A very urgent and assertive voice knocked her out of the fantasy. Her eyes flung open. She looked like someone who was under a spell.

"What do you think you are doing?"

The voice was familiar, but the vision was blurry.

"First, close your mouth."

"Huh?"

Claire quickly pursed her lips. Then she jumped up. Her vision was clear now.

"Allison, what?"

"Allison what? Are you kidding me right now?"

Allison scoffed, sneering at her.

"Wasn't it generous enough of us to allow you pass the night here? What now? You would sleep while the rest are busy outside, watering the rice field, sweeping and preparing breakfast? You don't really think that you are in your father's house, do you?"

"Go away."

Claire dropped back in the bed as though she didn't hear what Allison had just said.

"Is she nuts?"

Allison leaned forward, grabbed her arms and pulled her up roughly.

"Get on your feet now and get busy if you want to stay!!!"

"Who told you that I want to stay here, bitch?"

Claire snapped. Allison struck her on the cheek. Claire was so stunned. She wasn't expecting the slap.

"Watch what you say around me!"

Allison paused, standing uprightly.

"And nobody cares whether or not you stay, stop thinking of yourself so highly. Your arrival here only ruined the game yesterday. We couldn't even have him to ourselves." Claire chuckled wryly.

"Don't tell me that you're jealous because that loser said he kissed me."

Allison struck her the second time in the face.

"Never again in your bitchy life should you call him that again!!!"

Claire jumped up and grappled at Allison's cloth, doing all she could to slide up and throttle her, but Allison was bigger and thicker. Allison was the thickest of the girls, curvier and bustier. "Fuck you!!!"

Claire would not go down without a fight. But before Claire could push Allison down to her advantage, Allison had climbed into the bed, sitting on Claire, while she hit Claire mercilessly, mostly fisting Claire's long hair in her hand and shaking it ruthlessly.

"You bitch!!!"

Claire did all she could to sit up. She bit into Allison's chest. Having Allison's cleavages caught in her teeth, Claire bit hungrily.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Allison cried in pain. She grabbed Claire's head in both her hands.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Allison chanted, hitting Claire's head on the foam board repeatedly.

"What are you doing?"

"Stop!"

"You'll kill her."

The rest of the girls who had been alerted by the racket rushed in and separated them.

"What has gotten into the both of you. Is this how you plan to oversee things when he's gone to cater to our needs?"

Mira scolded.

"So much for 'women act with wits'."

Laurette scorned.

"Shut up!"

Mira snapped at her sister. Laurette rolled her eyes.

"Why do we always have to --"

Claire pushed Allison away from her and stood up. She stomped off the room, paying no attention to whatever the girls said about her. "What's wrong with her?"

"Who does she thinks she is?"

"Why does she have a problem with everyone?"

"How bitchy can someone be?"

"How dare you judge my actions?"

Allison glared at Mira who couldn't find her words.

"Let's not be harsh on Claire. She might have her reasons. We should help her see reason. That's what girls do for themselves."

Everyone was stunned to hear Ayisha speak up.

"Wonder shall never end."

Tendzel scoffed and stomped off.

"No way I was fantasizing about him! No way!"

Claire dangled her frame out of compound, wavering down the path.

"How could I think of him! No, no way! I'd rather commit suicide than let the kiss repeat itself."

When she was certain that she had walked quite the distance away from the castle, she halted.

Suddenly, moving images of Damien grabbing her arm, pulling her into his chest, his lips touching hers, his firm hand gripping her waist, his tongue devouring her mouth. The sensation and force, the effort and passion... the manliness and...

"No!!!!! No!!!!"

She hit her head severely.

"I shouldn't be thinking about this. I shouldn't be."

She hurried up the path.

"I know what to do! I know how to get the irritable thoughts off my mind."

She began to run.

In no less than five minutes, the Cannibals had returned, dragging a man towards Damien. Damien was really impressed.

I COULD REALLY USE THEIR HELPS. THEY ARE SMOOTH AND SWIFT AT HUNTING.

But his attention was seized up by the man being dragged by the Cannibals to him. The man was of the same heights as the other Cannibals, but unlike the rest he didn't have any mark on his body. His caramel brown skin was smooth and shiny. But he had a mask of bones covering his face.

The Cannibals pushed him to his knees before Damien.

"LUGAL."

They bowed and stepped aside.

"Good job, guys. You amaze me."

He commended the seven, before squatting by the strange man who had his face down, reluctant to look up.

Fearlessly, Damien touched the man's chin and pushed it up slowly. He noticed the necklace of ball of red gold which the Cannibals wore on the fellow's neck.

"How did you get this?"

He was curious. Asking the question, the man hit Damien's hand away from his chin and stood up tall. The Cannibals ran to Damien's aid.

"LUGAL!"

"I'm fine. I'm alright."

Damien was really interested in who the new man was. Before he could ask a question, he watched in astonishment as the man slowly took the mask off his face.

"Woah... a menace!"

His jaw dropped, staring at the beautiful young man standing before him. It was a youth. He had round cute face, but jaws which could stiffen up without warning and lend an aura of manliness.

HOLY SHIT! WHO WOULD HAD THOUGHT THAT I WOULD HAVE A RIVAL ON THIS CRAZY ISLAND.

THE GIRLS MUST NOT SEE HIM. ESPECIALLY CLAIRE.

His heart pounded violently in his chest. He probably didn't know or admit how much he care about the girls and want them to see only him. But now with this cute youth, who had a good proportion, though wild, he couldn't help but be --

"Who the fuck are you bitch!!!"

He yelled, but the youth didn't understand him. The youth turned to the Cannibals instead and started to speak.

"Works of earth and stones, welcome your Lugal home!!!"

THE FUCK! THEIR WHAT?

Damien was more surprised than the Cannibals. He looked from the beautiful face of the youth down his chest to his tiny cock. He sighed in relief.

OH, THANK GOODNESS. CLAIRE WOULD LOVE BIG COCK. BUT WAIT...

He looked around; of course all the Cannibals were naked! He observed the cocks of all the Cannibals. They were all very huge.

THEN HOW COULD THE DICK OF THEIR LUGAL BE THIS TINY.

- how could you even think of such ridiculous things at this critical moment ~

Der scolded him. He looked at his back, he had almost forgotten that the wolf was still around.

"I have been watching from distance, taking into account all your actions. When this nether one locked you in, I liberated you. I did my duties from distance, which is expected of every Lugal."

The youth paused, glaring at Damien.

DON'T RUIN THAT CUTE FACE, FOOL.

Damien wasn't actually scared. The worst case scenario would be killing all the Cannibals and their professed Lugal. But that would make the island boring, at least until he leaves with the girls for Las Vegas. "He's a fake one! Kill him now! A Lugal should not preside over his subjects, he should observe and care for them from distance. Without having to influence their decisions and actions."

The youth spoke with charisma and passion, throwing his hands everywhere as though he was given a presentation in a PR company.

ISN'T THIS GUY TOO WISE FOR BEING A CANNIBAL?

Damien thought. He turned to the Cannibals, he was really interested in what their decisions would be.

To his utmost dismay, all the Cannibals fell on their knees before Damien and bowed repeatedly. After a while, one of them stood up and turned to the youth.

"Though you have our emblem. You probably are our Lugal. But it makes no difference now. We've sworn our allegiance to him and he's proven himself worthy of our allegiance. And as you know, Cannibals don't divide their loyalties once sworn."

AWW, I WISH I COULD KISS HIM IF HE WASN'T SO UGLY.

The youth roared very deeply and loudly that all the Cannibals staggered back.

"I'll have a duel with him. Only if he wins me will I bow before him and be bound to his authority."

The youth challenged Damien. The Cannibals bowed before Damien.

"I'll fight him, Lugal. I will. Sit back and watch."

The lead Cannibal offered but Damien chuckled.

"You sit back. Or are you the Lugal?"

The Cannibal shook his head fiercely.

"I accept your challenge."

Damien stepped forward.