FOR MY SURVIVAL
JACE'S POV
I sat on my chair as the three women were standing in front of me. I could not look directly into their eyes. I felt guilty for what I did.
"Do you think we'll say thank you for saving us?" The blonde girl with beautiful cat eyes talked.
"No, but you can't leave. In my roof, you'll be safe."
"Safe? Can we call safe when you raped us in the middle of the crowd, shouting for more! You're treated us like a whore!" The woman with curled hair was about to attack me when Heba blocked the way. He was about to punch the woman when I stopped him.
"Halt!"
"No one is allowed to hit the Prince," Heba emphasized those words.
"F*ck your prince!" The woman with a hair cut before the shoulder talked.
"I understand your anger. I'm sorry, but I have no choice. If I don't make love with you. They'll castrate me. It's no joke. And not just that… did you see those assholes?" They stopped talking, just looked at me while gritting their teeth. "They will f*ck you all. No guy will back away when the delicious bodies are in front of them."
"So you want us to be grateful in you! I wanna kick your ass! F*ck you!" I found the blonde woman fierce and a fighter. She had a great potential to be a warrior.
"You can kick and punch me, but don't kill me. I'm your only hope in this place. Do you think you can go? My father will hunt you and if you get caught, worst is about to come."
They blew a sigh of irritation. One of them went to my cabinet and grabbed clothes. I forgot to give them. All this time, they were nude in front of me.
"So what's the deal?" The woman with curled hair talked.
"Be my woman and you'll be safe. Don't plan to escape. I'll plan for you for the betterment."
They looked at each other, thinking, deciding. I had no plan to be cruel to them or made them s*x slaves or prisoners. They were free women. All I need was cooperation.
"Are you going to bed us?" The woman with short hair asked.
"Nope. Unless you want me to." I gave them a smile of assurance. I never enjoyed my first burying of cock. They were shouting and pleasing. The pleasure was not there.
"Are you going to free us when the time comes?" The blonde woman questioned. "My mother is waiting for me."
"Yes. I will. Just be patient. And also, we can go to your mother at times."
"You, sure? You're not tricking us?" The short hair woman spoke.
"I swear to all the Alpha Kings."
"Deal." The blonde woman agreed.
"Deal." The short hair woman supported.
"Deal. Protect us… Prince?"
"Prince Jace," I responded with a smile on my lips.
"Haya, Your Majesty." The short hair woman offered me his hands.
"Call me, Master. From now on." I held her hand and intertwined it with mine.
"Master," Haya repeated. "Sounds good."
"Kaye, Master." The curled hair woman spoke. She offered her hands, too.
"Nice to meet you, my lady." I held her hand, too.
My eyes looked at the brave blonde hair woman. "Ven. I won't title you master unless you make me visit my mother." She walked to the bed and dropped her back. It seemed like she had no proper sleep.
I gazed at the two ladies. "Go on. Take your rest, too." They nodded and bowed to me before they walked to the bed.
"What do you plan, Prince? Making your chamber an orphanage?" Heba shook his head while he was gazing at the three women.
"If my mother's living she'll not be happy if I mistreated women."
I let out a frustrated air. I swore to the Alpha Kings that I would protect these women. They were now under my shield. Starting from now, I would not be alone in my chamber.
"Just one important piece of advice, Prince." Heba sat beside me. He crossed his thighs. "Don't love them. The more people you love. The more danger your life will be."
"I won't." I stood up, went to get a towel, and ordered Heba. "Secretly ask the Tailer to sew me a women's clothes." I gazed at the women. The pity covered my chest. They were dirty, wearing my clothes, their feet were full of mud, their faces had dried soil, their hair was messy.
"Clothe them well," I commanded before I went to the bathroom and showered my body.
Even though I had plenty f reasons to be mad in this world. I had a no mad in the heart. My mother died and my thinking was just, everyone will die. It is just we have different times.
I was in the middle of cleaning my sword when I heard a knock on the door. I immediately opened it. The face of my father was revealed to me. He gazed at my back, observing the three ladies.
"Seems like you treated them well, weren't you?" His eyes had a spark of fire.
"No, Father. We're just done… pleasuring." I lied. Even if I need to lie a thousand times, I would do it. No harm was caused.
The smirk was formed on my father's lips. "You're doing great. However… I'm not convinced."
I gasped for air and blew it out gently. I made sure he would not recognize the tension in my body.
"I want to see a pleasure session."
I fought his gaze even though I wanted to avert my gaze. This was not good, but I should gain his trust therefore the women would not be harmed.
"Can you do that?"
"By all means." I showed him how brave I was. I should not be afraid. I did it once and I could do it again.
"Tomorrow evening. We'll have a celebration for your progress." He evil chuckled as he tapped my back. "Make everyone cum in their pants."
"I will, Father."
I watched him leave. That was the tradition of the Pack. There was no pack if there were no pleasure. Our pack was known for this.
I blew a harsh air as I was pulling my hair. I needed to pull all my courage for that night. I did not want to abuse them again.
"What do you want us to do?"
I was not aware that Ven was awake. She heard all the conversation. I stared directly into her eyes. "Can you… scream and cry?"
"For my survival… yes."