THE PLEASURE CEREMONY
JACE'S POV
"Everything's ready, Prince."
I blew a loud sigh. I should make them believe in me. I must be an Alpha King, so I could free those who had chains on their necks. I would flip the wrong traditions and wrongdoing of the people of the pack.
I marched with my straight posture. It was the time to act like a real prince. I was not a child anymore. I should stand with bravery and honor.
"The Prince of the Black Wolves Pack. Prince Jace!"
The silence was everywhere. They were just looking at me as if I was in a courtroom. It was shallow that everybody thinks of pleasuring as the way of being brave.
"Tonight will be the happiest night for a father like me… My son has grown up; has now stood to everybody to show us that he can fight for our pack. He can be the Alpha King of the Black Wolves Kingdom!" My father raised the stick with the head of a traitor. He served as an influence on everyone. They needed to follow his orders or else they would be beheaded like him. "The ceremony may start!"
The guards brought in the center the three women, my three women. I gazed at them with no expressions. The sounds of their cry were echoing at the entire place. The location was just outdoor, in front of the tents. The sacred location for our pack. There was a long square table at the center. They settled them the ladies. They were purely nudes, their bodies were exposed. I chinned up, showing everyone that I would not run away to escape from these pussies.
I gave my great bow to my father. "It's been a while… I'm the pain in my father's head for being an asshole, a rule breaker and even a… coward prince." I closed my palm. The bravery was in my dark expression. "For my mother's life. I need a vengeance!" I walked to my side, my eyes were burning in fire. "For my father's royal blood. I will fight and fight until the head of the enemies is rolling into our soil!"
"They will die with no dignity. We… will kill them with no mercy! No survivors!" I closed my eyes as I heard the cheering. I walked closer to Ven, located on her back.
"Please, Prince, No! Please!"
The scream and pleaded were echoed when I inserted my manhood to every each of them. I plugged deeper, harder, brutally, until the whole pack was filled with pleasure. They were exercising their cocks in upper and lower directions.
I was alarmed when someone went to Kaye. I immediately out my manhood at Haya and went to him. "Move backward." I glared at him with my narrow eyes.
"They are whores. Anyone can f*ck them… Prince." Harold, the most ruthless man in the pack was trying to get Kaye.
"They're my whores, not yours."
He did not care about me. He still went to her and was about to kiss her when my fist landed on his face. Everyone was frozen. He glared at me with his clenched jaw. He raised his feet and was about to kick me when I held his legs and twisted them.
"I will repeat. They are my whores!" I twisted his legs harder as he was jumping with one foot.
"Ahh! Apology!" The wince was on his expression.
I glanced at my father as if he enjoyed watching the scenes. I threw him away. He dropped on the muddy surface of the soil.
"Prince!"
My eyes were shocked when someone grabbed Ven. He touched her body. There was no hesitation to me to get the sword of the guards near me. I ran towards them and in a snap of a hand, his head was rolling on the ground. I grabbed Ven recklessly.
"I will repeat!" I looked around at them. I bent down my body, grabbed the head of a man who tried to get Ven away from me. I raised it, showing to all, the misery he experienced in my hand. "They are my whores! No one can f*ck them except me and me alone! Don't put your filthy hands on them or your hands will be cut off! Understand!"
"Hail the Prince of the Black Wolves Pack." My father smirked, observing me.
"Hail the Prince of the Black Wolves Pack!" His Right Hand repeated until all of them were saying it. They were raising their hands, greeting me. I have never been seen this kind of acceptance to me from the moment I born. I guess they wanted a ruthless Alpha King, not a gentle one.
I have them a dreadful smirk before I went again to Haya, Kaye, and Ven. This time, I f*cked them harder and harder. I yanked the hair and moved deeper even though there was a blood dripping on their thighs.
The ceremony ended well that left astonishment to my father and to the whole pack. When I was walking, they were bowing. Their acknowledgement was giving me a satisfaction.
"Good job, Son." Father chuckled. He summoned me after the ceremony. I was in his room. He was sitting on his throne while smoking a cigarette. "However, don't fall in love with your whores."
"I'm not. They are toys to me." I grabbed one of the cigarettes and imitated him. I wanted to cough when I sipped it, but I was forced not to. I should learn how to use this.
"You're learning." His eyes told me how proud he was.
"Like what you said, Father. I'm the Future Alpha King of the Balck Wolves Pack. If I don't learn now… when?"
"Your mother must be so proud of you." He gave me another bunch of cigarettes. "Want to learn how to use that? Get that all."
"Gratitude, Father."
"I'll bring you out of the pack."
I froze from sipping the stick of a cigarette. I gazed at him with my respect. "Why, Father?"
"You're gonna find the woman you let to escape that night... Zarya." He paused talking, he drank the bottle of alcohol. "Even though your loyalty has been proven. I want that woman dead."
My mouth was parted. I knew this would come. I should not be shocked. It was just a little sacrifice for a more coming.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Rape her like what you did to your whores or bury her on the ground or torture her… whatever you want. Just kill her."
I nodded my head slightly. "I swear not to disappoint you this time."
"You should."
"Can I bring my whores?"
He stopped drinking his alcohol. There was an accusation in his eyes that suddenly disappeared when I talked.
"They would give me energy. Finding Zarya while f*cking. Isn't it fun?"
He grinned at me. "You changed. Go on. You can."
"Gratitude." I bowed my head to him before I went out. I hurried towards my chamber. I immediately looked for the three women. They were in the room, sitting, treating themselves with herbals.
"Are you three okay?"
Haya was crying. Well, that was genuine. I never taught her to cry when no one was looking. "It hurts." She looked at her lower body. Probably, her private part.
"I'm sorry." I walked closer to her, touched her hair, caressing it. I felt pity for these three women.
"Don't cry, Whore! You should call yourself lucky… The Prince has the only one who f*cked us at the ceremony! You didn't know how dark the stare in their eyes was." Ven stomped his feet on the chair. She was always been a strong woman.
"She's right." Kaye agreed to her. "If Prince didn't do it. More men will grab us. Would you want that?"
Haya slowly moved her head from left to right.
"I am so sorry. This is just the only way to survive in this place. Just act that you'll hurt and cry and all. You'll get out of here safe." I ordered the guards outside to bring me food and water. I watched them eating. Our pack had lacking food and water. They were not feeding the low-borns like whores. I gave my food to them even if my stomach was growling.
I was startled when an apple was visible in front of my face, held by Ven. "Eat, Prince. You must be hungry."
"I'm good. Just eat that." I gave her a small smile.
"How can you protect us if you're dying in starvation?"
In the end, I grabbed the apple and ate it. "Be ready for our leaving tomorrow. We'll find the most important enemy."
If I met again that woman. I had no choice, but to kill her. That was an order.