Exiled Villainess: They Threw Me Out, Now Every Beastman Wants Me
Chapter 3: Did his D*ck Just Slap Me? (18+)

Chapter 3: Did his D*ck Just Slap Me? (18+)

’This has a high mortality rate, how the fuck am I supposed to survive?!’

[You have a primary task to achieve]

[System would never give you a task that would kill you]

[The penalties, however...]

[¯\_(ツ)_/¯]

Tera wanted to laugh, but she was staring in the face of danger, and her mouth dried up when those hazy eyes suddenly became aware with focus.

If he wasn’t aware of his surroundings, he was aware now.

The tribe leader fully sat up, and the movement made the ropes groan against the stakes. He was huge, with broad shoulders, and the way his chest was slick with sweat made Tera feel a familiar flutter in between her legs.

This beast man was definitely her type! Problem was, this body was freaking small!

And two other beast women had died?!

His dark hair was plastered to his forehead and neck, and those sexy eyes seemed to glow faintly in the dim space.

Tera pressed her back against the earthen wall. The large pit suddenly felt like there was no distance between here at all. He could literally break free from the ropes and jump at her, but he still did not move.

The heat in the den was oppressive, thick with the scent of sweat and an oddly nice-smelling thick musk.

Her pussy throbbed.

She hadn’t gotten any action in months before she died. And she had already died once. Even if the system was lying about her surviving this, who wouldn’t want to die again while achieving peak orgasm from this hot hunk of meat?

Tera scoffed and took her first step towards the handsome beast man.

Then another.

He looked like he was fully aware, which was scary.

Tera took another step, and now she could see the heavy bulge underneath that loincloth.

’Shit—’

"You."

Tera stopped short.

’It talks!’

He tilted his head like a predator catching a scent that didn’t make sense. "You have... no scent."

"Thanks. I bathed in a stream earlier."

He frowned as if Tera had said something disgusting, and he briefly closed his eyes, his breathing getting faster.

His whole body shuddered, causing Tera to quickly walk up to him. She had to do something before he became the one to pounce on her. The ropes trembled as he fought to control himself.

"You have no beast scent..." Something clicked behind those eyes. "The shiftless one."

He then laughed. The low sound was edged with something that made Tera’s lower stomach clench.

Even his laughter sounded so good.

"It does not matter how you got here. Leave. Now. You will die if you stay..."

The system pinged softly.

[With how utterly undesirable you are and your lack of beast traits, this beast in heat can maintain partial rationality without even trying]

[ꉂꉂ(ᵔᗜᵔ*)]

[What a feat!]

’Uh? The fuck is that supposed to mean?!’

Offended by the system’s insult, she instantly walked up to the tribe leader, who stiffened and watched in shock as the shiftless beast dropped to her knees in front of him.

Up close, the heat radiating off his body nearly made her feel like she was standing near an open oven. He had a heavy scent that smelled nice, and it was so thick it made her head swim slightly.

Tera quickly realised that his pheromones were no joke.

His breathing grew heavier, and his pupils had blown wide despite his efforts to keep them focused.

Round furry ears sat atop his head, and Tera immediately understood why he was so big. He was a bear beastman.

That explained everything. Those huge hands could probably crush her skull, and there was a very big weapon hidden right in front of her.

Tera smiled and closed her eyes, offering a final prayer before her pussy would be obliterated.

"It seems you want to die like the two females who have tried before."

She opened her eyes to see that the wild look in his gaze had returned, and there was something else, too.

[This beast man’s conscience is wounded]

[Two females had died because of him]

[(◞‸◟)]

Tera felt sad. ’Awww...’

[Fear not]

[This beast man does not care about your fate]

[ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ ]

[You would die in the wilderness if not in this den]

’What the fuck?!’

"You are going to die, reckless female." The beast man’s voice had gone rough now with a low, needy tone. His hands strained against the ropes. "This is your decision. Remember that."

Tera threw her head back and laughed, causing the beast man to pause again, taken aback by this strange behaviour.

"Oh, please!" Tera ripped open the loincloth only to be smacked in the face by his thick meat.

All thoughts were wiped from her brain with that slap. She touched her cheek, her mouth hanging open as she looked at the culprit.

His cock had sprung free. Thick, heavy, and shamelessly erect. It was almost as long as her forearm, with a slight upward curve that promised to ruin her. The shaft was a deep, flushed brown, veined, and a fat, bulbous head swelled at the tip, already glistening with a thick bead of precum that dripped slowly down the underside.

The base was surrounded by a dark thatch of hair and two heavy, balls that looked painfully full.

The beast man’s cock throbbed slightly as if it was proud of what it had just done to her face.

Tera’s brain short-circuited.

"Oh... fuck."

Her pussy clenched hard, a sudden, violent throb that sent a gush of slick heat flooding between her thighs. She was instantly soaked, and she felt the greedy need to be stretched and filled by that monstrous cock.

His cock twitched under her stare, another fat pearl of precum rolling down the shaft as if taunting her.

He growled low, the sound vibrating through his chest. "Still time to run, reckless female..."