Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties
Chapter 57

Darkness had crept on the island and covered the castle also. There was a crescent moon seated on the roof of the building. Damien returned to where he had stood up from. He sat in a position where he could hold all the girls in his gaze as they ate.

Not that he had anything to say to them. He just wanted to think about some random things before they'd all finish eating and get on the main deal.

To think that the four girls would assemble before him just to suck his dick came with a very strange but refreshing feeling which he had only felt once in his life. He couldn't recall the last time he felt that way. But it was a familiar feeling.

The girls were chatting, talking wasn't really important to him. He never found girls' talk interesting. It was something that he wasn't used to.

It was either they were talking about what they were supposed to had forgotten or some random details that wasn't necessary in events that happened in the past.

He shook his head at how loquacious they could be. Especially Claire. She could talk for heaven and Earth. Always wanting to be at the centre of the discussion.

That was the time to think further about how to help the Cannibals get the civilization. Of course he wanted the Cannibals to have a better and comfortable life, but truth be told, he was more interested in the rewards that came with the task.

GAINING 500K EXPERIENCE POINTS AND UNLOCKING SO MANY SKILLS AT A TIME WOULD HELP ME IN MANY WAYS.

ONE, IT'LL QUICKEN THE PACE OF FINDING A WAY TO LEAVE THE ISLAND.

TWO, I'LL BE ABLE TO FIGURE OUT THE NOOK AND CRANNIES OF THIS ISLAND. I'M CERTAIN THAT THERE ARE STILL SO MANY THINGS ON THIS ISLAND THAT I STILL HAVE NO CLUE ABOUT. THE JUNGLE WITS MIGHT NOT DO ALL. FOR ALL I KNOW, THERE COULD BE A SKILL OR FEATURE CALLED "THE ISLAND WITS"

"Why are you looking at me that way?"

Claire called his attention. He scoffed and looked away. He couldn't believe that while he was thinking, his eyes had involuntarily lingered on the beautiful face of the model.

"You wish."

He looked in another direction. He didn't have time to listen to the succeeding chatters of the girls.

I SHOULD GIVE THE GIRLS SOME SORT OF GIFTS.

CLAIRE, SHE FIGURED OUT THAT THE CANNIBALS HAVE GOLD NECKLACES. I'M CERTAIN THAT THE LIKES OF MIRA ALSO WOULD HAD NOTICED THAT.

I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. HOW COULD SHE KILL A CANNIBAL BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO PROVE WHETHER OR NOT THE ACATIUS ROOT WAS EFFECTIVE.

He realized that he was gradually straying off the point.

THERE'S NO POINT RACKING MY BRAIN. I COULD JUST ASK THE CANNIBALS TO MAKE THEM GOLD NECKLACES AND BANGLES AGAINST THE ONE MONTH CELEBRATION.

A sudden realization dawned on him.

FUCK! I HAVE ONLY ONE DAY TO GET THAT DONE. WILL THAT BE ENOUGH FOR THE CANNIBALS? I SHOULD GO TO THEM RIGHT AWAY.

He stood up and walked past the girls, headed towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

Evelyn jumped on her feet, dropping the bark of coconut which contained wine.

For a moment, Damien didn't know why she asked him that.

"Uhmm, I want to --"

"Did you forget about what you promised."

Evelyn reminded him shamelessly. Damien's eyes widened as soon as he recalled.

TF BRUH!!! HOW COULD YOU EVEN FORGET THAT HUGE DEAL!!!

He wouldn't forgive himself for getting carried away by work.

Probably his mind was beginning to put work over pleasure. That was how much the system and island had grown on him.

"Oh right."

He pretended to not be intrigued. He walked to one of the torches hanging by the wooden wall, whose flame was put at a reasonable distance away from the wall. There was a fireplace in the sitting room too. While the torches gave light to the room, the fireplace gave warmth. But of course, the fireplace could survive alone. "Come to my room."

He called at the four and headed towards his room with a torch in his hand.

Evelyn was the first who made a run after him. She stopped at the top of the staircase and turned,

"What are you still doing?"

Her gaze on Mira who was still battling with venison. Allison biting on the apple and chewing hungrily.

"This apple is so juicy. Goodness knew where he got them from."

Allison took the last bite and followed Evelyn. Mira joined in at once.

"I'll join you. I've got to finish this."

Tendzel wasn't ready to take a risk of letting the sumptuous apple go.

"You don't have to. You already had a share of him before."

Evelyn shot at her. Tendzel sneered,

"Like you know how to give a brainless blowjob."

"How about I shock you?"

Evelyn challenged. At that, Tendzel let go of the juicy apple and followed the three.

The four left the remaining five girls without a word to them. Damien's cock must be so important. Make a shrine for it and worship its majesty.

"Man we come in?"

Allison knocked on the door.

"Do as you wish."

The husky voice came from inside. Allison pushed the door open, Evelyn squeezed her way in first.

"How could she be so shameless and restless?"

Tendzel muttered to herself, gawking at Evelyn who was moving rhythmically in front of Damien. Damien was sat on his foam board, his back pressed to the wooden wall, his legs spread. "My dick won't rise unless it's woken. Who's best at lap dancing here?"

"Lisa is the best amongst us, but I can try."

Mira raised her hand.

"You!!?"

The other girls were as surprised as Damien.

I THINK THERE'S STILL SO MUCH I HAVE TO KNOW ABOUT THESE GIRLS. THEY ARE THE BEST DEFINITION OF DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY IT'S COVER.

"Let's see you try then."

Damien called coldly. His face said, 'do what you have to and go', but his mind, 'please stay with me all night'.

He knew one thing for sure, he wouldn't let his guard down around the girls. Else he would watch his ego trampled upon, which he wouldn't take lightly. And that might lead to bringing the beast in him out. He feared to show that to them. He didn't want to be tyrannic. Being cold should do.

Mira walked slowly to him, climbing the foam board. She turned her back to him and began to move her body slowly to a soundless beat in her head.

She began to wiggle her waist, throwing it slowly to this side and that side. Damien didn't feel a thing yet.

Then she went down slowly till her booties rested between his laps. Her booties grinding on his cock, slowly waking it up.

She grinded to the left and right then to the front and back. Her normal sized booties pressing on and gliding on the boner.

Damien could feel an electric rush in his spines. He grabbed her waist and pushed her slowly to the front to feel what he felt earlier. She suddenly pushed one of her booties to side, lifting her body up a bit, the tip of the booty grinding mercilessly on the boner.

"Oh fuck..."

The feeling this time was so different for Damien. It was more electrifying and pleasurable.

Damien wrapped his arms around, grabbing her titties and squeezing gently. He couldn't replace the nipples since she was still dressed. "Do you like it that way?"

Mira called with a breathy voice.

"Stop talking, bitch."

Damien squeezed her titties roughly and a gentle moan escaped her throat. She slowly stood up and plucked his boner out.

Her hand fisted on it, going up and down, she pushed her body up to match his face. She stole his lips and kissed him gently but with passion and want.

OH GOD, SHE'S GREAT.

Damien admitted to himself. Letting his lips go, she slid back down and swallowed his boner at once. Then came up again, the tip of her tongue, tickling the head.

Damien's face was thrown to the air as he moaned. He pushed his hands forward and grabbed her head. He pushed it down into his boner. When the tip touched the end of her throat, he groaned. "Oh, fuck."

Suddenly, he felt a movement beside him. Before he could know what was happening, he felt a hand on the back of his head, pushing his face into TITTIES.

The tit was pushed into his mouth, the hand pressed his face to it. Having a great suck, and being blown, Damien could hardly catch his breath.

The pleasure was at the pro Max level?

When he brought his face up from the titties, he slowly looked up at who it was. Evelyn.

"Suck my nipples..."

She urged. He sucked on her nipples hungrily, his other hand squeezing the other tit.

Then a hand came from his left side, grabbed his hand which was squeezing Evelyn's other tit. When next his hand touched something, it was a line between fleshes. Then the person who was holding the hand pushed his fingers into the space.

Damien couldn't ignore that. He looked. Tendzel, making his fingers going in and out of her. She grabbed his face and kissed him roughly.

As if that was not enough, the pace of the mouth going in and out of his boner became faster and more pleasurably.

It seemed as though he was going to explode. He fought his lips free from Tendzel who wasn't ready to let go.

He looked down, there was Allison with a smirk, blowing him up ruthlessly like they had a score to settle.

Damien gave himself up, throwing his face up again as he grunted, groaned and moaned.

It seemed like he had left his body to the sexual Judgement of the four.